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Transparency ✗ Goodbyes ✗ OS

“No, no, no! This is impossible. I’m not letting them take my son away from me!”

I was sitting on the ledge of the window watching the crowd outside retreat from the Justice Building the way the tide pulls back into the ocean after racing up on shore when the door flew open. My mother pushed past the Peacekeeper and flung her arms around me, a cry bursting from her mouth as she tightened her hold on me as if I was the only thing keeping her from collapsing where she stood.

Almost immediately the air in the room grew heavier. Her embrace felt toxic and I fought back the urge to pull away, her sobbing and reassurance that “everything was going to be alright” becoming more of an annoyance than comfort..

#rip this length #tw: shouting #tw: ugly parents #acpgoodbye

step ii · goodbye ·

I stare at the ceiling, following the delicate patterns engraved in the roof. Moments later something forceful hits the door and Nile rushes in. He wears a coat despite it the warm weather. I understand immediately.

“Here.” He says, pulling the box from my drawer from underneath his coat and shoving it into my hands. He ran all the way to the house and back. For this. I swallow, my left hand scratching at my upper abdomen. “Take as much as you can. Stuff it in your bra, your pockets, your hair, anywhere. Do not let yourself go through withdrawal in the arena.”

“... Thank you.” I say. He stands before me, his hands clasps behind his neck. I don’t know what to say. I cast my glance down. I know what’s coming.

#acpgoodbye #task 3 #task #its crap but w/e

The Smoke Cleared :: Goodbyes

The smell of smoke was cloying from inside the building. I wondered if they had even tried to air out the rooms after the fire. I coughed quietly, wishing that I could smell something else other than the stale scent of things burnt over a year ago.

I was left alone in a room whose purpose I could only guess at. The opulence of its old days was still evident despite the dirt and time that had coated it in their grimy texture. I waited in silence, carefully straightening the seams of my stockings, not sure what else to do.

From outside the door I heard a growl of a voice ripping at the throat, angry swearing punctuating every phrase. At least I knew where Gideon was.

#acpgoodbye #optional task

see you later?//goodbye

Aracelia was taken into a room where James was standing against a window, his arms behind his back. He looked much calmer than he should have been; Celia was leaving him to fight on his own. He knew how much she wanted this, though. He turned around as he heard Sebastian say “5 minutes. That’s all you’ve got.”

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Intensity. // Goodbyes.

The room was covered in rich red velvet, and I sat in a chair in the corner. This room would probably be seeing a lot of violence in the future, I couldn’t help but think. Kids trying to escape, banging on walls and attempting to open the windows that were painted shut. I simply scratched at the velvet chair, leaving ugly marks in the fabric as I waited for the only people who cared that I’d be going off to the Capitol.

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I > Goodbyes

Sat quietly and didn’t make a fuss. Nothing to be done. Hate compromising, hate it, but there was no other option. Sat quietly and didn’t make a fuss. Could hear the other tribute making a fuss, though. Made me slightly uncomfortable. He seemed scared. Of course he was, that was natural. He was my age, perhaps a year older.

Thought about if I would need to kill him eventually.

#acpgoodbye #she used an article heyyyy #now I'm SAD

Time to Move on | Goodbyes | OS

“You stupid bitch!” my father said as he burst into the waiting room that I had been led to and walked right up to me. He hit me across the face, hard enough that his ring caused blood to spill. “You can’t even die right! It was such a relief when you never came home and now you’re here ruining everything again.”

I stared at my father. I had never been bold enough to defy him, to respond to his abuse, before now, but I was different than the me that he knew five years ago. I pulled myself to my full height and looked my father straight in the eye. “Not this time Da,” I said just loud enough that he would hear it, before I punched him just as he had me. He stumbled backwards, collapsing into a chair. For the first time in my life, he was the one staring up at me in disbelief.

The train sounded, signaling it was time to leave. I sighed and looked at my father once more, he was still staring at me as if I had grown a second head. I wished that things could have been different but they weren’t and it was useless to think otherwise.

“Goodbye, Da,” I said before walking out the doors towards the train. I had beaten one problem. Time to move on to the next.

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sovereignty’s farewell ✘ goodbyes ✘ os

Never would I have guessed that my rule would lead to so much death. I’ve been mayor for only a week and I’ve already caused a small genocide. Sitting alone in a room, I rested my forehead on my hands. I shooed away about a dozen men and women with noble names that wanted to see me. I wasn’t about to deal with politics, especially not in the situation I was in.

One name did catch my attention. “Let her in.” I told the Peacekeeper guarding my door. Anastasia entered the room, and even in her Reaping attire, she would get the envy of Aphrodite herself. I was honoured to have met the beauty and shared my bed with her on several occasions. Here she was, emotionless as she stared at me.