Here's the next chapter! Enjoy! I do not own Mockingjay.
Ch. 6
Things changed. They started to feed me and let me take showers and some times they let me sleep on a normal bed. I wasn't sure why I was in the Capitol, I had a feeling I had done something wrong. I was given a shot on a normal basis. I only had one fear, the Capitol designed mutt named Katniss that was out to kill me.
I found myself getting angry a lot at simple things. Like how they won't let me talk to Portia, how they say that she doesn't like me anymore. Really it doesn't hurt me to know that. All she worried about was moving out of the Capitol, which was kind of hypocritical in a way. She worked for the Capitol. She should respect it.
I looked forward for my daily chats with President Snow. He treated me as if I were high on his priority list. It really meant a lot to me because every one else was usually rude or stand off-ish with me. I didn't mind. I did value my alone time. It was nice.
I usually fantasized over all the ways I could kill the vicious mutt that was out to kill me. Maybe with her own power bow and arrow. It would be ironic wouldn't it? A death by your own weapon. I had decided it would be the most dramatic. Drama is always fun.
Someone tried to tell me that Katniss had befriended me at one time. I wandered why I would trust a monster so easily? They said it was the way she was designed and that she got close with her enemies so that she would be trusted and then she would kill them. I thought I had a good sense about how I chose my friends. I guess not.
In the torture room I wait for my daily shot to come, but then I hear alarms going off. The smoke enters into my system before I see it and then I'm out like a light. My last thought: She's found me.
"Peeta?" Some one is shaking my face and trying to get me to open my eyes. I've never heard the voice before, maybe it's a new guard.
My eyes snap open as I remember what had happened before I went to bed.
"Katniss?" I spit out. It's the only thing that manages to leave my mouth because I feel weak. My blood seems to pump sluggishly throughout my body and my eyes don't want to stay open. A stranger stands over me with a bright light behind him.
I think, this is it, I've died, or I'm about to anyways. She's already gotten to me, and the doctors tried to save me, but he's about to tell me that it's worthless.
"She'll be here in a second. Peeta it's okay. You're in District Thirteen. You're safe here." How could it be okay if they were bringing her to me? That wasn't okay, she was going to kill me. I start to get up because I knew only one thing, I had to get out of here. Or maybe…I stop. Maybe this was my chance. I was strong, I could kill her with my bare hands.
"Shh. Shh. You're safe. Now why don't you rest? Katniss will be here any moment." I move again, it's best I find her before she finds me.
I swing my legs over the bed and begin to stand up, but two other doctors rush to my side. "Whoa, buddy. You need to rest. Come on." They try to lay me back down on the bed, but I'm strong enough to resist them. They start to do tests on me that the Capitol workers did every so often. A stick in my mouth that I knew took temperature, a hand tightly around my wrist to check my pulse.
"I have to go. I'm not safe here. Snow will come and get me. Just stop!" I try to get them off of me, but they keep working and pushing me back down when I try to stand.
"No, Peeta. We'll protect you here. You're safe. No longer theirs any more." I know that their words are meant to soothe me, but they scare me. I want to be the Capitol's they kept me safe, gave me food and water and made sure I wouldn't die in all the war that was going on. Snow wouldn't just abandon me like this.
That's when I see her. An evil grin comes across her face as if she's ready for the kill she was designed to do. I won't let her get that satisfaction. She starts to run for me as soon as I get away from the doctors to walk towards her. She has her arms extended out towards me as if she could kill me with a hug. It's disgusting how powerful she thinks she is.
I reach my arms out to and I yearn for the moment they will reach her throat. I yearn for the moment she will look me in the eyes take her last breath know I was the one that did this to her. I had wanted this for a long while. My hands wrap around her small throat. I feel her pulse through the large vein in her neck, I couldn't wait for it to stop.
I see her start to lose life, seconds go by with out her getting air and her face begins to become blue. A smile breaks out across my face. Finally I would have nothing to fear. Snow will be so happy for me. She looks scared and I'm surprised she doesn't fight back, I thought this battle would be a much harder one.
I don't even notice the other people around me, starting to scream and run. I was a monster to them. Didn't they notice I was killing one of the worst mutts ever created? I don't notice the big man until his fist has already hit my face and then I'm out. I'm not completely sure she's dead, but I sure hope my mission was complete.
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