Godric Heart [Closed]

“I bet that’s what they told.” Her voice filled with irritation and anger towards the games. “Just another way these beautiful games control our lives. Just another way the Capitol controls us and treats us like worthless pawns to their game. I don’t see why people are so infatuated with these games!” Every little aspect of the games aggravated her, the games controlled people, transformed people, changed everything! And standing just a few feet away from her was an example of the capitols affects; Godric was a perfect example of what the capitol wanted to achieve. He warped his entire life around the games, just like the capitol wants. It just made her so angry to think about it, she didn’t want to think about though. The games just had this sort of affect on her. She preferred to just keep her thoughts to herself

Mia tried to shrug of the aggravation, and focused her attention on what Godric was saying rather than her internal rambling. She couldn’t help but smile when Godric promised her he would stop talking about his life that made her so badly want to puke if she brought back found. Because apparently after puking 4 times she was hungry. “For your information I’ve only vomited 3 times since you’ve been here.” She corrected him cockily. Detecting the smallest trace of a smile on his face. “Just so you know, we are all out of blood and raw meat.” She said sarcastically. If Godric was going “to kill her for her blood”, as the rumours said, he would have already done it by now.... right? So she had no problem being the sarcastic teasing bitch she could be when she wanted to. Plus, she didn’t really buy into all the rumours. “But... I can’t deny the deal of the century. So I guess I’ll be right back.”

Mia walked past Godric and skipped down the staircases till she was in the kitchen. The ideal situation was for Godric to leave her alone. Period. But it seemed like that wasn’t happening anytime soon, so if food was going to shut him up, then food she was going to get. She opened the refrigerator door, and started tapping her foot as she searched the nearly empty fridge. There really wasn’t much, and what was there wasn’t really drawing her attention. So disgusting granola bars it is. Mia thought as she grabbed four of them off of the counter.

Her parents were giant health freaks, so the chances of actually finding something tasty where extremely slim, close to impossible. It had to do with the whole “preparing for the games” even though she constantly told her parents she wasn’t planning on participating. Here in district 2, there would be plenty of people that would love to take her spot if she was reaped. At least that was what Mia told herself.

She walked into her bedroom and tossed two granola bars at Godric. “Here, these are somewhat edible.” She said taking a bit out of hers.

Mia watched Godric devour the second bar as she took another small nibble out of her first one. She had no clue how he could stand to eat them, she literarily had to train herself to shallow this crap. But then again, if Godric's dream meal was someone blood, well maybe he found this scrumptious. She tried to quickly think of something different. It freaked her out to the maximum to have a cannibal in her bed room. She tried to erase it from her mind, because as much as she puts on this big great facade of confidence she had absolutely none. He scared her, made her feel powerless and helpless, an emotion Mia couldn't stand.

She honestly believed Godric could read her mind, because he walked towards her until only a few inches were separating them. He was towering over her small body, making her feel even more like a mouse about to be eaten by the big ferocious lion. Godric did what does best, intimate and scar the crap out of her by simply grinning. She flinched at the sight of his fangs, feeling the fear surge trough her veins, and her heart rate rise.

She looked at the floor, trying to avoid looking at him. She didn't have the slightness clue why she was letting him get under skin, it wasn't like he was going to do anything at 2 o'clock in the afternoon with her parents right down stairs. But at the same time, it wasn't like her parents even cared about her. It was just natural survival instinct to be afraid if him, she guesses. She couldn't imagine a person that wasn't just a little bit afraid of him.

Still avoiding looking at Godric, she listened to him talk about the games. She felt like a child, she had spent most of the time with Godric trying to not look at him, as if she couldn't see him he would disappear. It was childless, and not likely to happen. People just didn’t vanish because you wanted them to...unfortunately.

"But is a test of skills really worth dying?" she asked curiously, her voice barley louder than a whisper. But he was so close to her that it didn't matter how feeble and weak her voice sounded because he would be able.

She was relieved when he finally took a few steps back, giving Mia her much needed space. "No" her voice returning back to normal when he brought up the mutations. "No" she said again, crisp, determined and aggressive."Why would they do that when the one thing the Capitol strives for is mindless control. They just want to control everything, no questions asked. They want to turn us into mindless obedient citizens, and the games are just one way to make sure that happens." the games always worked her up, every bone in her body hated the hunger games and the Capitol. "And everything Capitol related repulses me."


Mia had to take a deep breath to calm herself down. She was extremely surprised to hear Godric ask what she wanted to do, especially after her miniature rant about how much she hated his lovely Capitol and his wonderful games. So what did she want? Well for starters, she wanted to change the subject, she never wanted to see blood again, and she wanted Godric gone. To never have to think about him again, but that would nearly be impossible. People where almost always talking about him, plus, she was positive they had a few classes together although she did her best to ignore him. Not like that was an option anymore. Thanks Mom and Dad. She also wanted to strangle her parents for coming up with this absolutely beautiful idea. “ I want to do something, non-blood related, non-gore related, non-games related, non- Capitol related. Do you see a theme?” It was pretty obvious, she wanted nothing to do with him. But she already tried getting rid of Godric multiple times, and that didn’t seem to work. So maybe he would just get annoyed with her, which he probably has, and leave. Even though she had to admit, this was a lot better than studying the same old boring shit over and over again.