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"Glad you're awake Hannah." I looked to my left. Sitting there was Peeta and Katniss.
Once I could see straight again I asked, "Where's Louis?"
"Don't worry, he's alive." Katniss said. I breathed a sigh of relief. I could not live on knowing that he's dead.
"But he's suffering from a large amount of blood loss, but good news is that he'll be able to be awake for the recaps and crowning." I watched as Katniss patted Peeta's shoulder lovingly. Love. The four letter word that can build me up and tear me down in a blink of an eye. And it has.
"I want to see him." I demanded. I got up from my chair, but Katniss's arm stopped me.
"You're in trouble. Deadly trouble." She said.
"Why?" The word managed to escape from my chapped lips.
"Your... ending. It was bad enough to have two victors last year, but 3? Snow will not accept this." Peeta explained. As much as I hated to admit it, he was right. But I had no intention of coming into the arena and coming out with two other men.
"What now?" I inquired. Snow now knew he couldn't hurt me.
"Snow can't hurt you, but he can hurt your family." Katniss looked down while saying this. Something was wrong. Terribly wrong.
"Are they dead? Where are they? What happened?" I practically screamed. Before they could answer, there was a knock on the door. While Peeta went to answer it, I took in my surroundings. Everything in the Penthouse was exactly as I had left it.
"Hannah," Peeta said my name. I stayed silent. "President Snow would like to talk to you."
I closed my eyes. What could he do to me? My family? Everyone I loved?
"I would like to speak to Miss Morris. Alone." I watched the bodyguard removing himself from my view of the President. Katniss and Peeta walked out the door, but I still sat at the kitchen table. Once the door was shut, President Snow sat in the chair across from me.
"Three victors. I've never seen that before." He said. I held my breath. His scent was over powering.
"I couldn't agree more." I replied.
He narrowed his eyes at me, "You're a brave young woman."
I snarled at the way he said woman.
"I have a proposition for you. 6 actually." He said, "I call it the Last 6 Standing."
What the hell does that mean?
"What does that mean?" I spoke aloud. He can't just leave me hanging.
"Each time you turn a proposition down, one family member dies. That's why it's called Last Six Standing. You have six family members left." He explained. The games will never be over. I'll have to live in the games that are now my life for the sake of my family. But it's all worth it, right?
"Fine. Tell me what to do." I looked down.
"You'll find out soon enough." He whispered. I watched as he slowly got up, pushed the chair back into its original resting place, and walked out the door, acting as if nothing had happened. Like we never even talked.
Katniss and Peeta walked in, shutting the door behind them.
"What did he want?" Peeta inquired.
"My family in their graves." I said, "He wants me to do whatever he wants, or else he kills a member of my family."
Katniss looked sympathetically at me before saying, "I'm sorry. I know how you feel."
I got up without another word. How could this happen? Is the same thing happening with Louis and Cato?
"You should get some rest, tomorrow is the recaps and interviews" Peeta advised, never looking me in the eye. I nodded, still taking Snow's words in. Behind me, I locked the door. I stripped myself of my clothes. I turned the knob to hot in the shower. I stared at myself in the mirror. My hair was a knotted mess, and I was still in my Hunger Games outfit. Bags under my eyes greatly resembled bruises. I was a mess.
I smiled. I wonder what my prep team would think when they see me tomorrow. They probably will be appalled. I know I am. I lifted my left leg into the hot water. I watched as the steam stuck to the mirror. This was my first real bath in days, and almost a week. After what seemed like an hour, I turned the water off. My once flawless skin, was now covered with hair. I don't mind it though. It was how I entered the capitol. I wrapped myself in the silk robe hanging on the door.
I was too tired to change, and fell asleep in my robe. And it wasn't a peaceful sleep. I had the worst nightmare I've had in years. This is what they meant when they said the games change you. The Capitol won.
Like they always do.
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