seven days of torture { roseh }

-Flash back-

I stare back at my owner and her group of friends. All coordinated in someway whether it was through the color of their outfits, nails, shoes, or whatever they felt like. The color was a bright pink. The color disgusted me. I glanced down at my outfit, it was all white, and then she had me wear a grey cloak to hide my face and the stitches. I sighed, and watched as they squirmed in their seats. All of them were eager to see the arena. The arena created by the same Capitol that had me avoxed at such a young age.

They had literally forced me to come along on one of their reenactments at the 55th Arena. It made me shiver, everything those tributes went through...Everything that I had gone through... Silently I watch the ocean passes us by; waiting until the islands came into view. After a few moments they came into view, and the tears began flowing from my eyes and my stomach began turning. I closed my eyes and attempted to calm myself. Then came a parade of laughter from my owner and her friends...
I hated them, but they were giving me a better home then living in a cell.

Once the pilots call for any avoxes to help I stand up, and listen to my owner and her friends laughing once again. I walk up to where I am directed and listen to the instructions. They will open up the
trapdoors and they will allow the passengers to climb down to the main island of the Cornucopia. My job is to help anybody that needs help, even other avoxes. I follow my instructions and luckily nobody needs my help, or if they did they didn't ask for it.

-Flash back over-

I sigh and watch as the hover craft we rode over on goes out of sight and a new one appears shortly after wards. I sigh and close my eyes just enjoying the slight breeze. Then comes the memories of the blood shed. The visions of my sister and father flash before my eyes and I feel sick. I am shaking uncontrollably, but I allow nobody to see. It is only then that the host, a woman with a bright pink wig on, tells us all to line up at the start. I hesitate for a moment and then pull my hood up. However as quickly as I pull my hood up my owner begins waving me over to her. I follow her orders and begin making my way over to her. I secretly glare at her out of the corner of my eye, all the while keeping my head lowered and my face out of sight.

The gong sounds and they all run gleefully over to the pile of fake weapons. All the while I look at the pile with empty eyes, and sluggishly half walk, and half run my way over to the Cornucopia. I mentally curse myself for allowing my owner to drag me into this. But I push that thought aside when a blond girl, about the same age as me, comes up to me with a gigantic grin on her face from one side of her face to another, and touches my arm all the while giggling like a hyena.

"Hey aren't you supposed to be dea-"Once she began talking I realized that she thought I was another Capitolite joining in on the reenactment. A few moments after wards she stops and realizes that I'm an avox.

I look away so she doesn't see my face and continue on walking away from the crowd of people. Obviously leaving the girl in a slight state of shock. I wince and close my eyes as I hear my owner,"Oh! Lookie there ladies! Selene is trying to escape!" I freeze in my steps at that comment. Usually she doesn't use my real name, and in all reality I didn't think she even knew my real name. At that moment I try and think of something to do so she and her friends get all upset at me, and 'attack' me.

I glance over my shoulder and look at all of the Capitolites. Quietly I change directions and begin walking over to the place where the supplies are at and grasp a hold of the handles. I just hope they assume it's a secret group meeting, at which I have supplied the food. Luckily for me, my owner and her friends gather around in a circle and begin snacking on the water and food the people set out ahead of time for special renactments.