Forever in the Games- UNDER EXTREME EDITING

"So, how did it go this time?" Haymitch asks, as I make my way through the apartment.

"The usual I suppose, I smashed a glass, and chopped most of the dummies up" I explain, taking a seat on the couch next to Effie.

"Oh Luce" Effie sighs, before standing up and walking out.

"What've I done now?!" I say angrily.

"You don't realize the danger you put yourself in Lucinda, just trying to wind them up will annoy them, making you an even bigger target, they want to kill you Luce simple as! The president wants you dead as you know!" Effie spins around and exclaims

"Effie I've won the past six years, and right now you're making it sound as though you don't believe in me anymore" I rise from my seat.

"Of course I believe in you Luce, we all do, but you're making the Games harder for yourself, the Game makers have it in for you every year, and somehow, you always seem to win, but you never know, this year might be your last." Haymitch sprays the water out of his mouth in shock, my eyes darken and I clench my hands into fists.

"This is about Katniss isn't it? You think she has a shot" Haymitch rises from his seat, and comes to my side.

"Everyone has a shot Luce, but you have the advantage." But that was it, I let loose

"You don't know what it's like to be in that arena, full of terrified looking kids that haven't killed anything apart from the occasional ant they stepped on! You have no idea what it's like to kill! You have no idea what it's like when you begin to rise up from the catacombs below the arena! You have no idea Effie! It's Hell! And you've always been there for me, and now that this-this girl comes into the Games you side with her because she has good archer!  You'll have to decide Effie, it's me or every other tribute"

And I walked out of the living room. But as I swing the door open, there was someone listening from the other side. Katniss. My hands clench into fists again.

"What?" I growl at her, as she takes a step back.

"I've come back from training what does it look like" But that was the wrong thing to say, considering the mood I'm in right now. I slam her hard against the wall, my arm firmly across her neck.

"What the hell are you playing at listening in to our conversation you worthless little-"

"LUCE!" It was Haymitch, he comes running towards us, and praises me off her. "Luce calm down!" I push him off me, and run off to my room, slamming the door shut behind me.

I hate myself, I hate my life. I hate what I've become. A monster. Seven years ago, I was nothing but a scared District Twelve civilian. Now, I have been a symbol of a Rebellion, a Tribute, a Victor, and a killer. I am all of those things. Well, was, have been, or am. I can't stand it when I loose control of my anger. Now, there is only one thing to calm me down.

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Once I'm changed, I move through the apartment, I hear quiet sobs coming from the living room. My heart sinks. It's Effie. I place one hand on the door, almost about to push it open, when I hear voices.

"It's alright Effie, she'll come around" I hear Haymitch tell her.

"No, I pushed her off the edge this time Haymitch, I really did, if I hadn't have been so stupid as to play with her temper then- well I don't know, but we're the only family she's got, and I think I've just lost her." I hear her sob. That's when I can't take it anymore. I push the door open, and my heart stops.

Effie is sat, her face in her hands, and Haymitch is sitting next to her, has his arm wrapped round her. When I look at Effie now, I don't see her strong passionate woman, I see a broken one. I've just broken Effie. That's when I realize, it's not Effie who's lost me, it's me who's lost Effie. A tear threatens to fall, so I turn, and walk away.