Scrapping the heap [Orion vs Worm Day 5]
Jul 15, 2015 11:31:22 GMT -5
Post by Noah Vau - D2 (Cato) on Jul 15, 2015 11:31:22 GMT -5
ORION HAMMERFELL | |
Nothing felt right anymore. Nat was dead. Killed by my clone, and I saw his face appear in the sky. Had it not been for Circe showing up when she did, my face would've fallen right next to his. I try mustering up all the strength I have to carry on. It's in that moment, Circe pushed the sponsorship containers towards me. Removing the shin guards from inside the container, I place them on her legs. Maybe they'll protect her and keep her alive. I try to keep a smile on my face hiding the amount of pain I'm going through. The heartbreak. The way she left me alone. The way that she doesn't love me, but I can't leave her behind. Slowly I removed the gloves from the container, and I open her hands carefully, I slide the gloves onto her fragile hands. "Somebody must love me." It feels like a blade sliced clean through me. My heart sinks deep into the pits of my stomach. “Don’t," I don't understand anymore. Nothing makes sense as the words from the fighting spat across the battleground, but when she presses her lips into mine, I don't move away - I sit there confused, yet I allow the love to take control. It feels like someone released butterflies into my stomach until she pulled away leaving me hopeless once more. Without another word, I move away for her heading over to the wall of the train, but my eyes remain fixed on her as she removes the sewing kit and spreads the blanket across her lap. Part of me has wondered why she's trying to make a blanket in a mess like this, but maybe it's something to keep her sane. It's hard to believe how much I fell for her. When I first met her, she scared me. Her and Elya and Olivia. Olivia was dead. Elya was dead. All that remained now representing district two was Circe and myself. Even the mentors frightened me. It's almost impossible to sleep. Gunner most definitely hates me now. I can't even imagine what the people back home are thinking, yet I can imagine what it looked like. A friend killing a friend. It's a thought I won't ever get out of my mind for as long as I can live. Mason, I need you. Please help me. I need Mason. I need his strength. I need him to walk beside me until my life is over. Nat. Even though I didn't kill him, I can't remove the horrible image from my mind. Slowly bringing my knees to my chest, I rest my head against them fighting against the sobs that threaten to take over my body. But as Gunner and Circe move to get off the train, I follow them into the depths of another day controlled by the gamemakers. | |
district 2 male of the 70th Hunger Games |
-Orion says hi to the worm-
-Lights his sword on fire using flint and jar of tar-