I'm still sat in my chair completely numb for the next three hours until another emotion falls over me. Anger. I find myself running for the exist but Finnick knowing me all too well is already one step ahead of me. He seizes my shoulders in his capable strong hands. "No Johanna." He shouts at me, his eyes sharp and warning. I was running to find Snow. Something Finnick wouldn't allow me to do because of the risk that it might hurt me. "I have to!" I shouted back trying to break from his grasp. But even though I made it a few steps further, it was Blight now clinging onto me. "Johanna. Unless your'e invited you can't just demand to see the president so just give in!" He screamed at me rattling my shoulders. I look back at Finnick praying he'll understand me. "I've just had to watch him drowned because of me." I cried pushing away from them both. When I became out in the open I caught a cab and began my short journey to the Presidents mansion. I had no idea why because I couldn't see him unless he approved it and I don't very much he will. When I arrive at the gates theirs a squeaky Capitol woman sat in a booth. "I have to see Snow." I'm panting now. "Pardon?" The lady said her eyes peeling up from her paper work. "I have to see President Snow." I shouted. That's when she recognised me. "You can't just demand to see the president, Victor or not a victor." She snapped pulling her glass window to a close. "Just call him. He'll want to see me." I shout at her window and eventually she reopened it. "I've spoken to his secretary and she says he has a free slot. She spoke to him and I've been told to allow you in immediately." She informed me. To be honest I'm shocked. I thought I'd be the last person he'd want to see. Before I know it 4 guards are marching me to the gate and through the doors then up a lift. One of the, has his hand clamped on my shoulder at all times. "You know I'm not gonna kill you." I tell him but he does move nor flinch. He's clearly not convinced. When I arrived on the right floor, I had to walk through a weapon detector. I laughed saying if I was here to see snow then I wouldn't need weapons. Except from freak his receptionist out, that did me no favours. I dawdled in the waiting room until my name was called. The same four guards led me into the room. The second I saw Snow's face I wanted to kill him. Even when I entered the room the 4 guards stayed glued by my side. "She's not going to kill me are you Johanna?" Snow smiled motioning that they could leave. "Not today anyway." I smiled so passed the stages of being polite to this man. "There you have her word now off." Snow commanded the guards. When we were alone, he wavered for me to come closer. I did but I would not sit. "I was wondering how long it would take you to come see me, Miss Mason." He chuckled pulling the thick blood red wine to his lips. I considered for a moment if it was blood. "How can you live with yourself?" I demanded from him my fingers clenching.
"I was going to ask you the same question. How can you live with the fact that you killed your family, your tributes and that friend of yours.. Jack." He asked me. Riddles it's just riddles. Just hearing him say his name felt like I'd been shot. "You killed them." I snarled back at him but all he did was chuckle.
"I think you'll find it was your decision to say no to me therefore you killed them. It's funny isn't it, how things come back at you." He pointed out.
"You've already taken everyone I love so why couldn't you just let Tom win?" I demanded from him. His golden snake eyes sharpened. "Shame wasn't it. Such a shame. It could have been so much easier on you if he'd have won." He sighed not answering my question just denying it. "But I know what's really brought you here. You were wondering what possessed me to harm your friend weren't you? Well I didn't harm him, you did that yourself." He whispered a slight bit of humour on his face as I crumbled at his words. "You make me want to be sick." I whispered getting close to his face. "If you could perhaps meet me in the middle Johanna then I wouldn't have to meddle with the games." He gave me the option. He put the option of me becoming like Finnick on the table for the second time knowing I'd crumble under and accept. If I'm honest it took all the strength inside me to decline because when I pictured Jack's face in my mind I knew he wouldn't be able to forgive me if I said yes. They were already dead so me doing this wouldn't change a thing. "I'm done playing your sick little games. So I'll come, do my mentoring and leave. But you stay away from my tributes." I snarled at him. "That might not be that possible, see I don't think you understand how I work." Snow sighed shaking his head and portraying me to be a clueless little girl. "Oh I know how you work. You're scared. Scared that this little empire of yours is unshakable." I began rocking about and portraying a story with actions as I spoke. "So the only way to act all big, is to kill 23 children every year. Ruin 23 families life so you can get the sadistic thrill of another persons sadness." I put him in the light. I guess you could day I was having one of my victors breakdowns but I was unstoppable now. "But just imagine this. A Capitol hunger games?!" I thrilled with laughter raising my hands in the air. "Capitol children? I hear you have a granddaughter? How exciting!" I clapped. He was just shaking his head at me because he knew I had lost it but yet he still listened. "Imagine your little granddaughter being chopped to pieces right in front of your eyes..chop chop chop." I sniggered making little chopping actions with my fingers. "Shut up you spiteful girl!" He ordered me but I continued. "Imagine her dying then being shipped back in a little wooden box to your doorstep." I shouted over the top of him. That caught his attention butt then the continued. "You don't help yourself do you?" He asked me. "Perhaps I'll have your next tributes disposed of a little sooner next year." He tried to threaten me. "Perfect. The quicker I'll be able to go home." I smiled indifferently as I headed for the door. "Watch your back Miss Mason." He tried to frighten me as I opened the door. I turned to look at him. "What else can you do to me? Since killing me would be an awfully gracious favour." I told him slamming the door on the president himself. He was not as powerful as it seemed in fact the surface he walks upon is more fragile than an eggshell.
Feeling sick and drained, I took a taxi back to the training centre. When I climbed out of my taxi, I was ambushed by floods of cameras and reporters. "What happened? He was favourite to win?" They threw pathetic useless questions at me. I just pulled on my sunglasses and pulled my scarf up over my lips and began storming through them. "Johanna!" They all called after me. I began to get a little angry so I turned around throwing my arms up in the air and terrifying them all. The second I entered the building, I was ambushed by Blight and Finnick both completely fuming. "So I imagine you had a wasted visit." Blight remarked but I shook my head. "I've actually had quite an interesting afternoon with Coriolanus Snow. I had one of my little 'break downs ' then told him a fabulous sorry about a games where his granddaughter was in it!" I laughed sarcastically. Blight was staring at me probably thinking I was drunk but really I was just having one of my little out-sprees. "Tell me you didn't." Finnick sighed burying his head In his hands. I smiled maniacally. "Hmm, practically scared the life out of him." I put them in the light. They knew I was telling the truth. "Get her a wine or sedate her." Blight commented after a few moments of silence. An Avox was called over and he hurried off getting my order. "So Phoebe? Alive?" I asked them for a second hating the fact that she survived and Tom didn't. "Yes. The girl from 2's a while away from her so we predict attack in the morning." They informed me. Right. Not that it was my responsibility anyway but I best act in some what prepared. When my wine arrived, I let it seep straight through my lips. I always drink white since I couldn't bare to even see red after I witnessed Snow drinking it. "I'm going for a shower. Can't bare to have him on me." I shuddered after a few minutes. Finnick stood up taking my hand. "I'll take you."
"I'm fine." I assured him but even the slightest bit of alcohol in my state made me tipsy.
"No your not." He disagreed and that's where I remember flipping out a little and accidentally smashing the ice sculpture of last years tribute.