Hopeless Kingdom [Dymas/Bella Day 6]

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Hopeless Kingdom [Dymas/Bella Day 6] Apr 4, 2018 20:29:00 GMT -5

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Post by * on Apr 4, 2018 20:29:00 GMT -5

Fingers frozen like the snow on the ground feel numb to me. I scraped against the ground with my bare hands repetitively until I was satisfied with the depth that I was going to have to bury Gilly in. My heart was aching so bad with every stolen glance at her frozen state. She was so full of life not too long ago and when we woke up as a trio. Her smile seemed to somehow break through the dismal pain of her companions death. She was never going to live through the games and I knew that but I never expected them to strike her down like that. I never expected to see it happen. I didn't want to see it.

If I could do it over again, I'd stand in front of her in a heartbeat.

Heart beat...

Heart...

Her heart was shattered with the blade and broke her life away from the real world. It tore away the very breath that she needed. It calmed her muscles and she fell into the snow and I tried to coddle her. I whisked her away as a gentleman should to protect her from further harm should the others have taken advantage of her dying form. Instead - she died in my arms. At least in the end, I can vouch that she didn't die alone. She died with me and Bella at her side. She died with friends that tried to keep her safe but failed in the end.

No one is safe in the hunger games though. Not a single one of us.

Not even a little girl at the age of twelve.

The fire in front of me had barely began to flicker when I looked to Bella and for once, my lips parted with a sigh. My fingers ached so bad with a need for heat. My eyes felt wet yet frozen at the same time. "Thank you for the fire, Bella." I tell her, whispered in a lower tone of depression that my heart didn't want to escape from.

The hue of heat came slowly but with every crackle and pop I could feel the heat wanting to dance upon my skin. So, I reached my hands out, shaking, and took the heat for myself. I sniffle at my running nose from the tears that couldn't fall. The sorrowful look on my face finally lifted up when the numbness started to go away.

"I'm going to stay here... with Gilly, Bella." I confess. "I don't want to leave her alone. You don't have to stay though."

I hold the canister of water near the open flames, willing it to warm up just a little so when I drink it, it might offer just a little bit of warmth for the night. "What do you think will happen now? Between us? You've been such as asset to me and I don't want to see anything to happen to you. You're the best thing to happen to me these games."

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Hopeless Kingdom [Dymas/Bella Day 6] Apr 4, 2018 21:29:45 GMT -5

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Post by pearl mcclain d4 [ryan] on Apr 4, 2018 21:29:45 GMT -5

"Feel like we've been falling down
Like these autumn leaves
But baby don't let winter come
Don't let our hearts freeze"

Bella walked away from that fight with her head held high.

There was no happiness on her mind, no time for her to think about how much she wanted to go home, and definitely no time to go after the person that she wanted to talk to the most.

She killed someone, and that was something that she was going to have to live with for the rest of her life.

However she looked at it, she wasn’t going to let anyone stop her from continuing on in this hell that she painted for herself.

This was going to be her tomb, whether she liked it or not.

And while there was a small chance that she could escape from the depths of her suffocation, she didn’t bank on it.

She would welcome death with open arms, hugging it like it was an old friend.

Her time was borrowed at this point, and all she could hope was that someone would go on to protect her sister.

Someone would take her under their wing and teach her how to be a woman just like her.

Of course, that would be a lot to ask, but Bella knew that there had to be someone who would have been up to the task.

She just hoped when she died, Marley wouldn’t be watching.

She didn’t need to know.

And so when she was alone with Dymas again, she took time to help him bury Gilly, they shared words that Bella thought she would never have to say again.

They were empty. Hollow words that she wanted to have meaning, but sadly, she knew that here in the arena, they wouldn’t.

Words meant nothing here when you were a murderer.

The scene played in Bella’s head on repeat. The moment her spear pierced Isaac’s eye. Her blade finding its home. Him falling into the snow. The reactions.

However, Bella still felt nothing.

Even when Euley and Aeson both spat toxic words at her, Bella simply shrugged them off. If it was the other way around, they wouldn’t have cared. They would have told her that Dymas had it coming. They would have told her that she was lucky that they didn’t kill her where she stood as well.

Hypocrisy at its finest.

Bella wasn’t proud of the fact that she had to take a life here, but she knew that if she was going to go home, then it was the only way she was going to survive.

Murder was the answer.

As sad as it was.

But instead of thinking about it more, she simply made a fire as she started to sort out everything she plundered from the bodies of the fallen.

It didn’t feel right, claiming the stuff from the dead, but she didn’t have a choice. There were items here that would guarantee her survival for another day.

She looked at Dymas for a moment, taking certain items and putting them on the side. She thought it was the right thing to do.

”I don’t blame you for that Dymas.” She said to him, looking at the spot where they buried her. Bella thought about Marley, and how that could have been her.

However, she was lucky, cause it wasn’t.

”Dymas…” She started, sitting close to the fire. ”I think its best we split up now.” She said, looking at him with somber eyes. It was the only choice that sounded reasonable. ”I’m messy. With blood on my hands.” She wasn’t trying to sugarcoat it with him. ”The longer you hang around with me, the quicker youll die.” She was honest. She knew that about herself. ”I wish things were different. That we didn’t have to kill each other to make it out alive.” She brought her legs to her chest, sighing.

This was her swan song after all.

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Hopeless Kingdom [Dymas/Bella Day 6] Apr 4, 2018 22:04:53 GMT -5

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Post by * on Apr 4, 2018 22:04:53 GMT -5

The invitation to leave was open in whatever way that Bella wanted to take it. Whether she wanted to take my words to heart and stay with me, letting me sleep with my head on her lap like every night, or if she wanted to venture off into the night. I would never think of her any different at all. On the contrary, I would consider it the best possible scenario. I wouldn't dare want to see her die in front of me nor would I want to be the one to bring down the axe into her skull. Would it be fast or would it be a slow painful death? Would she ever forgive me if it came down to it?

The confession of where my heart lies came out in broken ways and her response was neither vindictive nor shameful. My mind flourished with the afterlife and of things that I dare not speak of. I have no true intentions of living when I knew murder would be my handle. My heart was never strong enough to kill a sole, yet somehow I'd survived this long without maiming someone to cross over.

My mother's would be proud of me.

They would forgive me for being that gentle human. I just couldn't forgive myself if I sought the demise of any sole living human being.

And the words of her tongue seemed to cut into me deeper than the spear through my arm from Aeson. "...split up now." The truth came out and just as I had mentioned her leaving me, she followed suit.

I nod while my expression changes suddenly. Her reasoning was completely irrational. "But I've stuck with you this entire time. I don't blame you for what you did to help us survive. You made it count for Gilly even though she didn't know what you had done. I'm glad he's dead. I'm glad that they are one less in their groups, but I don't see why we have to split." Words flow out, cascading over the lip of the edge. They swim over in a rushing tide.

"I ish things were different. That we didn't have to kill each other to make it out alive." What she was saying was ludicris but also truth. I nod again.

"Then you should split from me, but not from the fear that you are afraid of killing me. Split from me for the fear that my death will be gruesome because I do not want to live in a world where they worship murderers. I would rather welcome death as a friend, then walk hand in hand with the living."

The heat between the two of us, the fire flickers and pops again just like always. My fingers feed off the heat. I pull my hands in and rest them on my knees to stand. I shuffle over to her. I find my seat right next to her. My knees rest against her arm that's wrapped around her knee and pull her to my person.

"My arms may never wrap around another human being again. My heart may never yearn to feel love after today. I will never look at the sunset or sunrise the same way again. My lips will never touch the skin of my love, my Angel again but I pray that you find peace from within yourself. I hope that with every breath you take, you'll remember your journey. Don't forget me when you see my face in the sky because I'll always be looking out for you." I hug her, resting my head against her shoulder and then release her with a gentle kiss on the cheek.

"Do me one more favor, please. Win for Gilly?" The words unfold as I reclaim my position across from the fire, sitting closer to it the before.

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Hopeless Kingdom [Dymas/Bella Day 6] Apr 4, 2018 22:35:30 GMT -5

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Post by pearl mcclain d4 [ryan] on Apr 4, 2018 22:35:30 GMT -5

"Feel like we've been falling down
Like these autumn leaves
But baby don't let winter come
Don't let our hearts freeze"

Bella was crushed. She could feel the gravity pushing down on her as she tried to move away from the boy that started following her the fourth day in this place.

She wondered what death had in store for him when he did die.

Bella wanted to be hopeful. She wanted to think that Death would welcome him with open arms and tell him that he didn’t have to suffer in a place that would never let him rest. That death would pass him on into the afterlife where he could live blissfully with the a figment of the man that he loved.

Bella was jealous of that, but she would get over it.

She always did.

She was jealous of people that had already found love, and she was even more jealous of people who could find love in hopelessness.

She would never find such a thing, because she would die long before she could ever express her feelings.

They would stay trapped in her, dormant.

She just had to learn how to make peace with it.

And so when Dymas told her that she didn’t want her to leave, she looked at him and shook her head. ”I don’t want to have to face you Dymas. It’s the way of the games, There is only eight of us left.” She said quickly, trying to take her mind off what is going to happen over the next couple days. ”I am happy that I was able to save you in that last fight. But I couldn’t do anything for Gilly. And for that, I am sorry.”

She knew that Gilly was probably playing with all the other children in Death’s kingdom. She hoped that they were being nice to her, even though she knew that Gilly would be alright.

That girl was tough as nails after all.

She probably would have made it if Isaac didn’t sink a javelin right into her heart.

But death has a funny way of rearing its head back into her life, and losing Gilly was that consequence that she had to face.

Luckily, she was able to claim someone for her.

”Killing each other is the only way to stay alive. It’s a sad truth that none of us want to live.” She said to him, her arms are crossed, and Bella is growing impatient. She doesn’t want to talk about this anymore.

But she doesn’t have a choice.

And so when Dymas pulls her into an embrace, she cant help but smile for a moment. This was probably the first time she had ever felt like she had done something that mattered when she got into the arena.

She saved Dymas’s life, and while she was sure that he wanted to pay her back, she would never let that happen.

It was too risky.

”Dymas…” She trailed off. ”I am going to leave this stuff with you, and I hope that you can use it to keep on surviving.” She was quick in her words, tightening her arms around his waist. She didn’t want to let go. ”Keep fighting. If we see each other again, it wont be a friendly fight.” She was fierce in her words. ”Please take care of yourself. Ill fight for you, for Gilly, for Caine, for C’rizz, For Eva, for Gabe, and for anyone else that I might come across.”

Bella was hopeless in her words, and that was because she knew that her world was crumbling around her.

”I don’t want to see your face in the ski, but I know that if I do, you went out kicking and screaming.” She said to him with a smile from ear to ear, grabbing her newly equipped items and grabbing her satchel. ”Give them hell, Dymas Nyx.” She kissed her hand and blew it his way, knowing that it was nothing but empty promises at this point.

”Ill never forget you.” She said to him, turning her back to Dymas before walking away.

This was almost the end of the line.

Next stop, Death’s doorstep.