Chapter 9: winning is not that sweet.

We were three left. We. Were. Three! Only me, Santana and Kurt left, which basically means Kurt and I already won. Killing Santana will be hard for me so I guess I can ask Kurt to kill her by himself. Only this one, last time…if only I could find him already! It was the middle of the night and I have been walking for about 3 hours now, searching for him. Please just let him be alive.

I found him eventually, just like I found him the last time. On the ground, unconscious and covered with blood.

Oh god…not that again.

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Am I dead for real now? Is it over completely? I knew that I was alive when the blackness changed into a picture.

A covered in tracksuit pants butt.

There were 4 around me and they walked me somewhere. I couldn't see almost anything beyond the tall men, only the tall buildings and few trees, on top of that all, everything was silence. After a while of walking, we reached to a large house with 3 floors which was surrounded with large fence and a bulletproof gate (yeah, it actually said everything is bulletproof so don't even try.).One of the soldiers pressed a red button and two seconds later, the gate opened. I got pushed inside before the gate closed behind me. I looked around and saw all of them were still outside. I looked forward, at the houses door and walked towards it before knocking.it opened and I stepped inside.

"Nice of you to join us porcelain," I heard her familiar voice as I walked into the living room, she was sitting on the couch in a pink tracksuit and in front of her was a black haired woman I recognized immediately. It was a young version of Lolita. She smiled at me warmly and the picture changed.

"No!" I heard a yell and then realized it was my own. I couldn't quite make out where I was because my head was moving like crazy; I was kicking my legs and tried to break free because some people were holding me still. When I watched it (the struggle) for a few more seconds before I noticed the people holding me were doctors.

"It would be okay, don't worry,"

"Youll be good as new in a few hours,"

"Stop fighting!"

A few voices said to me, all at the same time but I didn't listened.

"No! I don't want you to do this!" I yelled as they put me on the bed and held me still.

"We are doing it for your own good,"

"No! Stop! I don't want to forget!" I pleaded, getting a panic attack when I saw they were lowering the mask to my face, leaving me no choice but to breathe in what was probably anesthesia. "I don't want to-"my eyes closed slowly as I was going under. "Forget…"

And again, I was facing the black screen. That was the moment when Im supposed to wake up unless my theory was wrong and I was dead. it lasted and lasted until I was almost sure I would spent the rest of after-life staring at this black screen but then the black fade and turn into white light that went brighter and brighter until I was staring at the sky. They were colored in pale blue and orange which said it was sunrise.

"Great, Im still alive…"I sighed in relief and heard Blaines familiar laugh from next to me.

"Im hoping you don't expect me to get used to finding you almost dead," he said.

"well, I wasn't really planning on it," I said and sat up slowly (I have to go to a doctor soon,) and noticed I wasnt wearing a shirt." You didn't rape me while I was out, did you?" I asked and he laughed.

"Ah, no. your shirt was completely ruined so I got rid of it," he said and walked towards me, giving me a plate full of food. I took it happily; being unconscious really made me hungry.

"Thanks," I said and he smiled.

"And take this," he gave me a…shirt?

"Where did you get that?" I asked, taking a bite from the squirrel. Blaine bit his lower lip before answering.

"the creator we heard before, he killed Sam and then burned itself, I waited for a few hours for you to show and there was no cannon so I went looking for you and I found you, cleaned you up and since they havent taken Sams body I took whatever I could from him, including the shirt Couse I figure you got into another fight and that youll probably need it. I cleaned most of the blood out of it and you are about the same size, it might be a little big but I figure…."he said really fast like he always does when he was nervous.

"Thank you, its okay. Its great, I cant believe you took care of me like that," I smiled at him." I know tributes take some stuff from the bodies before they are taken but I think it's the first time people took cloths," I said and Blaine chuckled.

"actually, that happened all the time in the 31th Glee games, the arena was freezing and people always wanted extra layers," he said simply and I chuckled. How could he remember all those stuff? Blaine looked down with a small smile.

"What was the thing you said about the cannons?" I asked while taking a sip of water.

"there werent any, ever since Quinn died, and nobody came to take Sams body I think it's still there…"he said and the look in his eyes said that he tried to push that thought out of his head.

"I knew something was wrong…"

"everything will be solved when we are out of this place…"he said and I nodded." speaking of which, the last tribute is Santana,"

"Your friend?" I asked and something changed in his eyes.

"Yeah…my friend…"he said, not looking at me. I took his hand.

"And you want me to be the one to kill her. Just me…alone." I said and he frowned, not knowing how I knew that." you really need to give me more credit, I know you better than you think," I said and he smiled." what do we do now?" I asked.

"You are going back to sleep, you need to rest before you can fight again Couse Im not ready for the third time of finding you almost dead," he said and I chuckled and laid back.

"Fine, fine." I said throwing the bones to the small fire." but only for today, I want to go home."

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Ive already lost count of the days we have been here. I wasn't in a rush to leave for myself, but Kurt…it was a completely different story. If we forget the fact he was seriously injured, he was getting weird. He was barely eating, even more pale than usual and he wasn't talking at all (that was the strangest thing of all; he was Kurt after all…).

"What are you doing?" I asked when I felt Kurt standing up and walking away from where we lay.

"We are getting out of here," he said and walked to me, offering me his hand." Santana is waiting," he smiled (rarely happened lately.)And I took his hand. But instead of pulling myself up, I pulled him down, so he was lying on top of me. "We don't have time for that now," he said in voice none of us believed to.

"Cant we just stay today? I don't really feel like moving and you are still weak," I said and he sighed.

"You are not going to let me go tomorrow either; I have to kill her so we can leave." He said and I breathed out.

"Ill go." I said and gently rolled Kurt over me, sitting up.

"Blaine…"he breathed out helplessly.

"Im, serious, I will go and kill her, the Gleetol will take us and I will see you there." I tried standing up but Kurts arms were keeping me grounded.

"You cant do that, you are incapable of killing someone you have any kind of connection to.so you are not going alone or at all, I will be the one killing her, it will be easier for me." he said and I hated admitting that he had a point, he was totally right.

"But…I want to help you; you always do the important stuff and look where it got you!" I said in a childlike voice but that was exactly what I felt.

"You…Blaine, you have no idea how much you help, I would be an emotional train rack by now if it wasn't for you." he said honestly and I smiled a little.

"That doesn't count." I said and he shook his head smiling.

"Yes it is," he said." come back here, "he said and opened up his arms. I rolled my eyes but lay back with him, both of us watching the sky as the clouds moved slowly. Ive noticed the clouds shapes always had something to do with the games. There was one that looked like the number 10 with the letter D next to it; there was one that looked like the Gleetol logo and one (really creepy) that looked like Sue Sylvester.

"Blaine…"Kurt whispered next to me and I jumped in surprise since I thought he was asleep until that very moment." we are one tribute away from winning, can you believe that?"

"Honestly, no. what are we going to do now?" I asked more myself then him.

"I truly don't know…what have you always wanted to do? Before the games," he asked and I thought about it for a second before answering.

"I wanted to…find you first, then to pick up from where we stopped, have a family-"oh no! It is way too early to talk about it! Youve been dating for less than two weeks! "But basically I always wanted to make music," I added quickly, hoping Kurt would just pass it by." and you?" I already knew the answer to that a second after I asked. A fashion designer or a Broadway star.

"A fashion designer or Broadway star," he said and I smiled to myself." but I always wanted to find love since I never had one and a family seems like a nice idea…"

"but we have to figure some stuff…you live at district 2,and I live in district 10.its miles away and about a day ride in the train, tickets aren't that cheap and mail is slow so well only be able to talk once in a few days…this is gonna be harder than winning a Glee game!" I said and Kurt breathed out.

"Im sure we can make it through," he said and rolled over to look at me. "And train is not a problem Couse we are going to get a lot of money from our victory and well see about the rest. Well figure that whole long distance relationship thing, I promise," he said and I pressed a soft kiss to his lips. Hoping with all my heart he was right.

"What else?"

"When we go back?" he asked and I nodded." meet my mom and tell her I much I have missed her, say hi to my friends, finish high-school at the top of my class, mm…designing my own collection, signing autographs on the way to the supermarket to buy milk…"he said and I smiled.

"I always loved the way you dream, so big and bright…I wish I knew how to do that."

"Everybody can, especially people who are as talented as you and I," He said cockily and I chuckled.

"Maybe you can teach me when we are back," I said and he smiled." right after I meet cooper and see the look on Karofsky face when he sees that I won," I said with an evil grin and Kurt laughed." and we need to donate some of the money to charity," I added the important detail." we can actually date for real and hold hands while walking together and have picnics,"

"I can make you dinner like I always wanted and we can go to the theater," Kurt seemed to be just as charmed from the idea as I did.

"And we should sing a duet sometime, like we used to…"

"Were we good?" he asked.

"We were great, if you ignore the fact most people were yelling at us from their windows to make us stop." I said and we both laughed.

"Really? That bad?"

"I think it had something to do with the fact we were singing in the middle of the night,"

"Then…we most definitely got to do it again sometime," he said and I nodded.

"Sometime,"

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Look at the two of them, all happy and smiling in each others arms, forgetting the fact that they havent won yet. I could easily kill one of them right now as I watched from hiding.it would probably be lady-lips since he is already injured and he is from district 2 so if I can prevent another career tribute winning, that what Ill do. Besides…Blaine and I sort of own each other, he saved me from starving and as a (much bigger) payback; Ill let him win with me. Yeah, that should do. those idiots were too busy make out that they forgot one their bows at the middle of nowhere so now, I have it so I can kill one of them before they even notice, if my poor amazing will work for once of course. Then, I will win. Im one shot away from getting everything a person can want in life, money, respect, admiration and (my own personal mistress)fame, but it doesn't felt right.

Everything will be so different…sure my social life will be even better than usual and my abuela might start talking to me again, my mom will be proud of me as she is with everything I do, and my dad will still wish Ill become a doctor. But besides all that, there is nothing waiting for me there, I will have too much money and Im gonna spend it on cigarettes, alcohol and drugs, like all the other winners do to save themselves from feeling guilty for what they done. Im gonna end up like all of them, dead from alcohol poisoning in some dark alley, if I survive the war outside ,of course.

Yeah, there is a war outside and it seems like Im the only one smart enough to notice. Maybe being from district 8 helped me, those bombs are special ones we created for ourselves when the uprising only began 2 years ago. A war was not something I was happy to come back to, people bleeding and dying, houses exploding, my family…they could be dead by now…I didn't want to go back to that world of pain and sadness without Britt by my side to talk to me, make me laugh and kiss my pain away. Ive done nothing but thinking about her ever since he died, the picture of that boy sticking his pitchfork in her while I was  fighting with the girl, the girl hit my head and I closed my eyes, laying still so Ill look dead. They were so sure of themselves; they didn't even check before leaving. I immediately ran to her, begging for her to wake up, but nothing happened. She was so pale, still had tears in her eyes the shine already left her eyes, when they came to take her body, I kissed her one last time, her lips were so cold...

I kept hiding, eating barriers quietly and hoping everything will be okay. my plans changed when the monster killed that kid from district 5.i thought hell be the one to kill the two gay Winklevii twins but now, it was my job. And even though all, I still couldn't bring myself to shoot.

Screw this.

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"Are you sure you are okay?" he asked me for about the 10th time in the last 2 minutes.

"Yes, Im perfectly ready to do it." I said and took my bayonet. Blaine already had the arrows on his back and the bow in his hand. We decided to leave all the bags behind since we wont need them anymore, we kill Santana and we are out, simple as that.

"Really?" he asked and I nodded, taking his hand into mine.

"Alright then. Lets go." He said and the search for the last girl started.

-After the searching wasn't going anywhere-

"We should stop and drink," I said and Blaine nodded and walked to the river before me. Then I heard him gasp and I looked as well. The water was red.

"What is it?" I asked, tipping a finger into the water.

"something went down at the waterfall;" he said automatically and grabbed my hand." Come on!"

He was right (as always) when we got there all we saw was red blood drifting with the stream from a body that was lying half on the water. it was Santana. She held a blood covered knife in her hand. She….she killed herself….

It seemed like we both realized that because was looking at Blaine and Blaine was looking at me, none of us smiling despite of the fact that from this moment on…we are winners.

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