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My own OC and Cato from the Hunger Games
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Chapter 12:
It takes my eyes sometime to adjust to the bright room, I quickly glance around, a group of older men stand in one corner there oddly different colored suits making each stand out. Some have a small hint of blue, others orange, while some have green. Then it hits me each color must represent a district and gold is district two. I glance down at my shirt yellow… 'Pretty close to gold' I tell myself before I am led to the front desk.
A small red headed girl sits at the desk her black suit hugging her curves tightly. Personally to me she had nothing, flat chested skinny as a stick. I smirk, "Something funny?" Cato's mom says before the girl hands her a piece of paper and a black pen. I shake my head looking at the ground. "Come." Cato's mom spits pushing me towards a back door. I turn before going through it, Cato stands with a tall dark haired man, he looks at me, our eyes catching and locking. Then I'm shoved the door closes behind me. I turn and see I'm alone, I feel myself panic before a hand touches my shoulder I jump spinning on my heel.
The girl in front of me is small, skinny and looks very tired; she smiles lightly and motions me down the dimly lit hallway. "Here" She squeaks, her breaths shallow. She opens the door and I go in, a small couch is set by one wall. She follows me inside before she closes the door behind us. "You are to go last." She adds collapsing on the couch. "Are you alright?" I gasp kneeling in front of her. She nods, "Ill be fine in one minute." I shake my head; looking around the room I see a table with two glasses and a pitcher of ice water. I walk over pouring her a glass and handing it to her.
She takes it and quickly drinks it. "Thank you." She smiles. "What is your name?" I ask her sitting beside her. "Antonia. You?" She says placing the glass on the floor. "Melissa, but everyone calls me Mel." I answer her, looking her over. She wears a green silk blouse; her jeans have rips in them. While her black hair curls around her shoulders. "Antonia, if you don't mind me asking what district do you come from?"
Her eyes widen, "No one has ever asked me that before." She smiles, "I came from district 7." I nod, "Thank you for telling me." She looks at me confused but smiles, "Thank you for asking." I nod looking at the floor. "Who was that boy you were looking at outside?" She asks shyly. I blush, "A friend." She nudges me, "Blushing for a friend?" I smile, "He… well he is." "A friend with benefits." She bursts in laughing. I glance over at her, she has a smile wide across her face her teeth are straight and white.
"What's his name?" She asks me, "Cato." Hey eyes widen, "Marcuse Lightwoods son?" I nod, "Yes him." She nods staying silent, "He is a very powerful man, Mr. Lightwood, but his son is…" She paused shaking her head. "What?" I wonder looking at her. "His son, I met him once, I could tell how this industry effects him. He didn't like it here, didn't like how his father was showing him, telling him, making him see the industry and its…" She shrugs, "Its pros and cons."
I nod, before hearing muffled screams outside the door. "You will be going soon." She says looking at me; I nod fiddling with my thumbs. "You are lucky though." Antonia says. I look at her puzzled, "How? How am I lucky?" She smiles, "That man… I could see how proud he was of his son. He will not disappoint him. He will make sure you are won." I nod before I close my eyes and taking a deep breath.
The room has a damp smell to it, dark red walls, dim flickering lights. After what seems to be a decade the door opens and a chubby man in dark jeans and a red t-shirt enters the room, he holds a blindfold and small rope in his hand, he motions me out of the door. I glance at Antonia who nods to me, "I will see you one day, soon I hope." I nod before the door closes behind me, leaving her sitting on the dirty couch, the empty glass by her feet.
"You are to say nothing, only look pretty." The man tells me holding me by the shoulder and pushing me down the hallway, past screams and moans. I shiver, as he laughs, his laugh is hard and cruel one of those laughs you would hear a murderer make before he kills his next victim in a cruel way, gutting them or raping them. "Fine." I say as he stops in front of a black shiny door, with a silver doorknob. "Remember not to speak." He says before opening the door and pushing me through, closing it behind me.
I gasp spinning on my heels and slamming into the door trying to open the doorknob, then I feel eyes on me so I turn ever so slowly and take a deep breath. The room is how Cato has explained to me, dark and shiny, I could see my reflection in the walls, knowing that on the other side where men, with small remotes just waiting for the bidding to start. I take a deep breath before walking around the room to where a small red X was placed on the floor and I stand there and wait.
I hear crackling and I look up, a small speaker is placed above my head, "Mellissa Polviaso." It says, it's too unclear to make out if it is a man or women talking to me.
I shutter before it begins talking again, it says my parents names, when I was born and that I am still pure… a virgin.
And then the light start flashing first slowly then crazy not once did I see the first light go off. Then nausea rushes through me, Cato is going to be furious! Will his father tell him that he didn't bid? Or is his father even here? I close my eyes as the flashing stops.
"Congratulations room number 6. For the beginning bid of 12,000 dollars you have won your prize for the extrodanary price of 40,000 dollars." I gasp 40,000 dollars!"
I then freeze; did Cato tell me what room his father normally is always in? I don't remember. I slowly turn and leave the room, the man smiles at me and ties my hands behind my back and the blindfold across my eyes, before leading me down the hallway and around a corner. I hear a door click open and I am pushed inside nothing is said or done. He closes the door behind me and I am alone. Or am I?
HOLY PICKLES! WHAT IS HAPPENING! CAP LOCKS... okay, thanks for the reviews would LOVE to see more being honest over here. -.- hehe, thank you guys again. I reread the VERY first chapter and MUST fix that... its kinda FUCKED... not going AT ALL with how this story is going... FIXING THAT ASAP