What a Blade can Heal... {Charity}(BLITZ)

Chole let the blade slide deeper and deeper, feeling the pain come stronger and stronger. She sighed. Having finally having the chance to release week and weeks of emotion. She knew they weren’t deep enough to cause any damage, but that didn’t matter, they were still doing their job. She jumped as a girl voice popped into her head.

"When they took my babies, I wished I could've felt it like that. Instead they gave me something that blocked all the physical pain, did nothing to take away the pain where it really hurts though. Those don't really look deep enough to do any real damage, but if you want me to fix them up it might be good practice."

It took Chole a couple of seconds to pull herself out of her trance. She turned to the girl, who now sat next to her. Her face looked determine, but there was something else hidden down there… longing? Chole wasn’t sure. She turned away from the girl she now realised to be Nonnie. Chole didn’t really know here. She was part of Chole alliance, but mainly because of Haff, Chole had thought. Haff was something special and Chole felt the need to take care of him, probably the same as Nonnie.

“Thanks, but…“ She didn’t know why she as refusing her help. Was it that Chole didn’t rust her yet? Or was it that Chole simply just wanted to hang onto the pain a little longer?

Instead Chole turned back to her, holding out her wrists. “Thanks,” she murmured. She had to trust her sooner or later, they were going into the arena together. She might need to trust her with her life… Baby steps Chole told herself, trying to smile, but not working.

Nonnie took her wrist and started to gentle clear away the mess Chole had made. Her fingers were gentle as the worked on her wrist. Ones of a mother Chole thought to herself, as the fingers kneaded her wrists. Nonnie started talking to Chole, Chole had to agree to what she was saying. She was right. The Capitol refused to et as hurt ourselves, or make a mess of our selves before the games, so they could have the fun of watching other tributes rip each other to bits. It was disgusting. Nonnie sighed before continuing.

Chole watched as her lips moved, taking in every detail of this girl. They had taken her babies away from her, and she looked much thinner. But there was something in her eyes. Like she missed them. Of course she missed them! they were her kids. Sympathy swirled deep down in her. Choles eyes travelled to her eyes which were focus on Choles wrist, they were beautiful eyes, Chole thought.

At the mention of Haff, Chole brought her attention back to what Nonnie was saying.

“You know Haff is a great guy, I really think he has a chance. You too. I hope I don't weigh you down..."

Chole couldn’t believe that she thought that way. Chole thought she would be the one weighing them down, she had no skill what so ever. Her training score proved that! This time the smile came easily.

“I’m sorry for what the capitol did to you,”Chole said, dropping her smile. “Was it hard? Was it hard to lose them?” Chole wasn’t sure if she made what she was talking about clear, but she had to know. This girl could be going through much more than her, and here she was slitting her wrist. Chole almost had the idea, to pass the knife to Nonnie.

Her question took Chole by surprise. No one ever aksed about her family. how she felt about it. no one ever asked how she was dealing with it. Before she knew it tears were steaming down her cheeks. Oh how much she missed then. “No.” Chole said feircly.“I was ripped away from them. I didn’t leave them behind. They were torn away from me, from my life, as much as I was torn away from theirs.” Chole said the words much harsher than she intended, but her anger, and distress, were all catching up to her. She knew Nonnie was only trying to help, but Chole’s fierce love for her family got the better of her. causing her to snap and be harsh.

Chole looked away. “sorry… I shouldn’t have snapped. I know what you mean… Yes I did leave my family behind. They were the only people I had left, they aren’t even my real brother and sister. But they mean the world to me.” Chole apologised, wiping the tears away from her eyes. Then she looked up at Nonnie, looking her right in the eyes. “I miss them.” is all she could say before her body started to shake with tears.

But she knew Nonnie understood. Just like Chole could understand her pain.