Sorry I know this was a lot longer than a week.

Chapter 34

Kai's pov:

I stare from her face to her belly to something I'm trying to see behind her eyes. I look into her eyes for a long time. I'm trying to decide if she's telling the truth but I get lost for a minute. They are a deep blue color like that of an early night sky and are marbled with specks of gray and even a little green. I take notice to how when she tells me things of importance, like she is now, the grays reflect her serious mood. Or when she jokes, like she was a moment before, her eyes shine through with that majestic blue. The slight green will not be rid of no matter her mood.

"Well?"

I blink myself back to reality. I feel my cheeks go hot. I'm grateful that my dark stubble hides most of my blush. "Huh?" I ask lamely.

"Did you really not know about all of that or were you just making it up so you looked better?" She has her arms crossed over her chest and juts her hip out to one side. She taps her foot impatiently waiting for my reply.

"I really, honest to God, didn't know the Hunger Games involved death or that the Capitol was forcing kids into prostitution," I want to gag at the thought that many of them were still kids, then again I'm 19 but I still consider myself a child.

She eyes me over carefully. Finally she decides she believes me and releases her threatening stance. She sits down on the bed and though she's not crying, wipes make up out from under her eyes as if it were a tear.

"So, erm, are you going to…you know, tonight?"

She looks at me like I'm an idiot. I am an idiot! Why would I ask her that? It's personal! Finally she speaks, "Why? Does this dress make me look whorish?" I can tell by her tone that she is teasing me. The dress is much too modest for anyone to think that.

"No, not at all, but then why did you get dressed up?"

"I think the dad wants to talk to me in a more formal setting." She rests her hands on her still small belly.

"The dad. Didn't the Capitol make any rules about protection because we have condoms and birth control everywhere!" I throw my hands in the direction of the window behind Prim's head to motion to the whole city.

"Well yeah, the guys are suppose to wear condoms but he conveniently 'forgot,'" she uses her fingers to make air quotations around the last word.

I feel angry. Any person would feel angry after hearing this news but I mean I'm really angry. More angry than I should be. I feel my face flame red as my throat constricts. I have so many things I want to yell and say about that lowlife but all that comes out is, "What a dick."

She throws herself back into the luxurious plush pillows on the bed, "Tell me about it."

The walkie I keep clipped to the side belt of my uniform crackles with static. Shortly afterwards I hear my mentors voice, "Hey man, is the girl giving you trouble? Hurry up and bring her down here; we're all waiting on you."

I look to Prim. She nods toward my walkie motioning me to answer it. "Sorry, she, err, wasn't ready. We're coming down now." I hold the door open as she walks out. I flick of the lights and follow behind her.

Nick's Pov:

There is no train. This time we're riding in long, shiny cars they call limos. They're supposed to be for special occasions but they look quite ridiculous if you ask me.

Each limo holds eight people. That makes for four tributes and their guards. Not one tribute isn't an entertainer tonight, I feel sad for Prim as I look at the boy across from me, not even Thresh.

Nahla, Thresh, and I are all here. We're waiting for Prim and her guard. I imagine horrible things happening to her. I anxiously twiddle with my thumbs.

Nahla's guard is getting impatient and gets on his walkie, "Hey man, is the girl giving you trouble? Hurry up and bring her down here; we're all waiting on you." Man? Hey man? Her guard's a boy? All the awful things I'd envisioned before magnify in my mind. They've been taking forever, he's a guy, Prim's beautiful, and she's undoubtedly wearing a skimpy outfit! I'm going to beat this guy straight!

The guard's walkie chirps as a young man's voice comes in through the receiver, "Sorry, she, err, wasn't ready. We're coming down now." I heard his hesitation, he's lying. She was ready when he got there and it was her outfit that made him loose it with her! Either that or he was telling the truth. She wasn't ready and was still changing when he walked through the door. Then he lost it!

Nahla gives me a concerned look as I realize my eye is twitching slightly and my breathing is increasing rapidly. I try to give her a look that says I'm fine but instead I feel my eye twitching away. I try to press myself back into my seat to steady my breathing but it won't work.

"Nick, are you okay?"

I try to give Nahla a response but all that comes out is a high pitched wheeze.

My guard puts a hand on my shoulder, "Calm down will you? What is your problem?"

Again when I try to respond a high pitched note escapes my lips. My breathing increases more so.

I look out the car window to see Prim and a tall, athletic, strong, sick-minded man leave the building. They make their way over to the car. Prim's facial expression holds that of sorrow and the guard's is that of concentration and deep thought. He's recalling what he's done to her! My breath quickens more so until I can only exhale. He takes the seat next to me in the car. My head grows dizzy from lack of oxygen to my brain. There are so many things I want to say to this lowlife but all I can get out is, "You're a dick!" then I pass out.

Haha, sorry I was feeling a little bored and my favorite word lately has been, you guessed it, dick! Anyways, sorry for not having the story progress anywhere this chapter, I just wasn't feeling it. REVIEWS!