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When I awake, Blight is still sat on the other sofa staring at me. He looks tired and I know he hasn't slept a wink. "Why haven't you slept?" I ask as I sit up.

"Been worried about you." He tells me surveying my face. I bet he watched me thrash about in my sleep then as Erin plunged that knife into my face.

"Well don't be. I'm a big girl." I say firmly standing up and heading for coffee.

"Ah Johanna the phone called for you this morning..a certain Chuck? Was it? Was on the phone." Silver tells me as she enters the room. My body suddenly tenses and I look straight over to Blight.

"Did he say why he was calling Silver?" I ask as calmly as I can.

"He said to tell you that he's being social." She tells me. Right I know what that means it means that he's staying around people so he isn't mysteriously killed off. That was my last request of him. I sigh in relief.

"I'm gonna go call him." I say. Silver practically squeals a no as she grabs my wrist.

"Call on mine. It'll cost a dime on yours." She tells me. I nod taking her phone then heading to my bedroom.

It type in his number and wait patiently. Most people don't have phones in 7 but they have one in their shop.

"Hello?" He says into the phone. I can't help smile to myself. It's good to hear his voice I haven't spoken to him in 10days.

"Hey it's me. How're you?" I ask.

"Johanna! I'm good. Can you talk?" He asks me. Right he's asking if I'm being bugged. If I'm honest I don't dare risk it since Finnick was pretty sure we were being last night.

"One sidedly yes." I tell him.

"Did you see it?! Did you see her go to salute District 11?" He asks me. There's this enchanting wonder in his voice that makes me realise how much he thrives on the hope that one day there might be a chance for him to fight back. To fight for revenge for what they did to his brother.

"Yes but.." I stutter because I cannot say she didn't mean that to be rebellious because its clear she did but I cannot go putting stupid ideas in his head.

"Chuck you know what I told you...don't do anything silly." I come up with now biting my nails. Why did he have to see this!

"I won't. Johanna, it's been years since Snow killed your family. It doesn't mean he'd kill anyone else." He says softly. But that's not true. It's only been 3years since Jack was killed. Am I ready to tell that to anyone though? Am I ready to explain to Chuck that's why I'm petrified of him going anywhere alone whilst I'm here. I don't even know why because Chuck is nothing like Jack. Jack didn't have a rebellious bone in his body. He hated what Snow did to me but he was no loose cannon. Yet Chuck is and if Jack can get in so much crap for being as pure as he was then Chuck can surely get in more. But the difference is I'm not completely head over heals in love with Chuck like I was Jack.

"I know. Just please go steady. I'll talk to you soon." I say shutting off the phone. What I'd kill for that to have been Jack on the phone. Except Jack is much safer where he is now.

I feel completely drained as the thoughts of Jack reenter my brain. It's not very often I allow them to but once I've opened the jar it's hard to close it.

I pretend to myself Jack was my little secret yet Blight must have seen him. He must have seen him kissing me at the end of the gate or creeping out of my house at 3 in the morning. He must have. Yet in these 3years he hasn't mentioned the boy once.

Not even when I didn't leave my house for 7months. He'd just come check on me then leave. No questions asked. I haven't found that peculiar since now.

Silver comes in to collect her phone but I know she realises that there's something wrong with me.

"Johanna what is it?" She asks me as I stare into the distance.

Why didn't Blight help me? Why didn't he look after me and tell me everything was going to be ok?

"Silver just go." I say gripping onto the sides of my head. She leaves but less than 10minutes later she is replaced by him.

"What's wrong with you?" He asks me stroking his finger across the door handle waiting for me to bite his head off.

"Come on Jo let it out because you look angry enough to kill me." He sighs propping himself up the door once it's shut. Do I? Do I confront him with the the thing that has been left unsaid for 3years?

I feel as if its the only thing that's gonna free my crammed up chest.

"You must have seen him." I whisper for the first time ever actually beginning to cry in front of Blight. This must surprise him because we're usually so god damn awful to each other.

"You must have seen my Jack." I cry.

His forehead creases but he's nodding and this is the first time I've seen him look guilty.

"I know you loved him and I know he's dead." He reveals to me. I throw the nearest thing at him which turns out to be a hairbrush. It hits his lip sending out a fountain of blood.

"Why didn't you help me Blight? Why didn't you care?!" I demand from him so angry now.

I know by the look in his eyes he knows but it's something he regrets. It something that is cruel.

"Johanna you had me down as a fool. You pretended to be weak when you weren't." He says. I look at him in confusion. So he left me to suffer as some sort of revenge. He made me suffer from loosing my family and Jack all because I lied to him?!

"You let me grieve alone all because I lied to you?" I whisper in disbelief my fingers pressed to my lips. I know Blight and I have had out ups and downs but could he honestly be that cruel to me?

"Johanna I didn't know you as well then. I still thought you were just some brat who..." He stutters but I'm so mad that I cut him off.

"Brat or not a Brat. I was a 17year old girl who had lost her family and her boyfriend!" I scream at him.

"You were conniving Johanna. Don't down play it. What you did killed your family and don't pretend that isn't your fault!" He shouts.

"My little stunt did not kill my family. Me not being a prostitute for Snow did that." I burst running into the bathroom and slamming the door behind me.

I know that must have come to a shock to him. I've practically been his daughter these last few years so it's not as if this isn't going to make him mad.

"He tried to sell you?" Blight whispers from the other side of the door. There's this pain in his voice that makes me realise he cares. My silence is his answer.

The door opens and I realise that I would have done the same to him.

If he had lied to me, I would have probably made him suffer.

"And I let my family die. So yes, what I did was inexcusable." I breath as he pulls me into his chest.

"What you did was human." He sighs kissing my hair. You could say Blight was like a worried parent. Worried about how seditious his daughter had become. Well I've learnt from the best. With him as my drunken role model what honestly did he expect?