Chapter 18

A while later

I have lost count of the days we have been here. I haven't gotten barely any sleep.

I still keep my hair up in a tight bun too stubborn to take in out even though it is starting to hurt my head.

I am bruised, scarred, and sore. I think they are going to try and get me and Peeta another interview.

He has changed a decent amount. We don't talk about Katniss even half as often as we used to.

He flinches and seems on edge a lot of the time when I bring her up. Although he still seems to love her.

Joanna and I haven't talked very much. I have heard her screams frequently though.

I talk to Annie the most. If it weren't for our conversations I would probably have gone insane by now.

She tells me about Finnick and stories of what they used to do. In return I tell her the stories that went along with each charm on my bracelet and the stories that Noah used to tell me.

She has kind of become the older sister I have never had. She still doesn't get it that bad with the torture. Which I am happy about.

I lay in the corner it is around 3 am. I hear a few peacekeepers come by.

"I think they are supposed to bomb 13 during the boy's interview." One says.

"Shush we don't know if they are all asleep." The other says.

"They look asleep don't they?"

"Well I guess. But still be quite."

They walk away. I look around to see if anyone else is up.

Peeta and I make eye contact for a second. I quickly look away and close my eyes.

I stay up all night my fingernails digging into my arm. Trying my best to keep my mind off my brothers.

I fiddle with my bracelet counting each charm. Remembering each of my brothers as my hand brushes against the charm.

When the sun finally comes up I stand up ignoring the bruises and start to pace.

Annie is still asleep and Peeta is awake in the corner of his cell deep in thought.

"Aina are you okay?" Peeta asks looking at my arm.

I look at it. It had blood trickling down it. My nails have dug their way into my skin. I quickly lift my hand away from the blood stained arm.

I wipe the blood on my shirt and hold it there trying to stop the bleeding. And sit down next to his cell.

"Yeah I am okay. Just perfect. I have to tell them at my interview. " I say my voice strained.

"What? No Snow will kill you." Peeta says.

"I have to. Or else Katniss and everyone there will die."

"Aina don't. It isn't worth it." He says demandingly.

"You can't stop me." I says.

"Aina no. You are still little you have so much left to do in your life. I'm not gonna let you just waste it." He says.

"I am fifteen. And I have to save my brother, the reballion, and Katniss." I say with desperation in my voice.

He flinches when I say her name.

He shakes his head.

"Aina, don't do it. Don't you see what the reballion is doing? They have started this whole war." He says.

"I know that is why I can't let them all die. This war has to end." I say.

He shakes his head probably to tired to argue.

I look my arm if has stopped bleeding for the most part.

After a few minutes of silence a peacekeeper comes in. He is the same as the one who took me to my last interview and escorted me to be tortured most of the time.

He says, "Come on kid."

He opens the door of the cell and I stand up.

"You two getting an interview today." He says unlocking Peeta's cell.

I walk keeping my head held high. Peeta follows limping a little bit with each step.

The prep team makes an effort to cover my cuts and bruises. They fail and abandon their attempts.

I am in a white dress. My hair still up in it's bun. When they are finally done I look at myself in the mirror.

The cut on my face is gone. But there are bags under my eyes and I have a fee new smaller cuts that litter my face.

I have bruises all over my body and cuts that have just started to scab over.

I tuck a few loose strands of hair behind my ear and leave.

Peeta stands in the hallway with the peacekeeper.

"Ok so first they said they are having Peeta go then after his interview your's will start." He says casually.

I look at Peeta my eyes brimming with tears. I shake my head trying to tell him not to do it.

I push back my tears when we get there and I don't bother to put on my capital face.

When we get to the room where the cameras are set up they tell me to wait behind one of the cameras.

Before I go to the camera I whisper, "Promise?"

Peeta shakes his head and goes to take his seat. He starts talking about the damn breaking and how terrible it was, his voice monotone.

His pre written speech is interrupted by a song.

Are you Are youComing to the tree

On the monitor I see Katniss. Peeta sees her too.

"Katniss" he says.

The recording cuts out. He continues his speech until it interrupted again. Katniss is walking over rubble.

It cuts back to Peeta.

"Katniss, their coming. You'll be dead by morning." He says quickly.

The peacekeepers grab him.

"No!" I yell.

Before I can go to his side to help another peacekeeper comes to me. The one that took me from my cell.

I turn around and punch him in the gut. He hunches over obviously not expecting it.

I run to Peeta who is being taken by peacekeepers. I try to shove them off. But the peacekeeper grabs me and takes me to the torture room.

I see Peeta there hooked up to the machine. They have the quarter quell going on before him.

He screams. The peacekeeper leads me away.

"You shouldn't have punched me kid." He says.

"I'm sorry, truly I am." I plead.

"Sorry isn't gonna help you." He says taking out a whip.

My back is already full of scabs from that whip leaving giant gashes on my back.

He looks at me with almost pity in his eyes. I know that this is not going to be the only way I will be tortured. I punched a peacekeeper I will be here for a while.

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Sorry for the time skip I just didn't have much to write about in between. I hope you like the story so far.

Thank you for reading!!!