Delly has another session with hijacked-Peeta, in an attempt to help him remember again.
“I can’t believe you, talking to Katniss like that!” I scream at Peeta, almost as soon as Gale and Katniss leave the table. “Did you see yourself? You–”
“Calm down, Delly,” he cuts in a lax tone that irritates me more. “What’s the problem?”
I grit my teeth together before shouting back. “The problem is that you’re nothing like you used to be!” The anger boils up inside me as I burn a stare into Peeta.
“Oh, really?” he snaps with sarcasm dripping from his tongue. “I don’t know what’s real or not, Delly, I don’t know anything!”
“I don’t care!” I spit. “The Peeta I knew was sweet and funny, he wasn’t so snarky and he never made fun of Katniss!” He stops for a moment or two, his mouth closing in annoyance, keeping silent. “He was in love with her!” Angry tears begin to fill my eyes, distorting my image of Peeta, not that he hasn’t already been changed enough. I miss him, every piece of me misses my best friend who would happily be my side and pretend to be my brother for a laugh, the one who confessed all of his secrets and who I could tell everything to. “You’re in love with her!” I emphasize. “It’s like you’re not even trying to get back to normal!”
An expression of guilt falls upon his face and his eyes shift to the side uncomfortably. I decide to take my leave, slamming my fists on the table before rushing out.
Delly was sitting in the infirmary part of District Thirteen, a place she didn’t even know existed until now. It had been a frantic couple of hours, the bombing had completely caused all sound to cease in her ears, running away from the extreme bright lights of the explosions and amongst the screams and cries, she had managed to stay alive. Not only that, but her brother was here, safe, too. A sigh dropped from her mouth, relieved to some degree but still tense over everything that happened. Tears had spilled and dried, eyes puffed red as she tiredly pulled the dull, grey shirt over herself.
"Gale?" She couldn’t believe her eyes when she finally saw someone she knew; they didn’t know each other well, maybe talked on the one occasion but it was impossible not to know him when most of her friends talked about him half of the time. "Do you know where my parents are?" she asked with a shaky voice.
"I’m sorry, Delly," he whispered under his breath. "District Twelve is gone. And your parents, too."
"Delly?" Some of the clouds seem to clear. "Delly. It’s you."
THG MEME ›› DAY08: the character you are most like - Delly Cartwright.
Good God I need to give up Photoshop I’m actually a mixture of characters really, like Effie, Madge, Katniss, Haymitch and Delly, I think. :D But I wanted to go with one character, because it does say character, as in singular. ;) I chose Delly, because who isn’t Delly? She’s just your average girl, who’s bubbly, lovely and is a great friend. She really cares about people too, and stands up for them when it’s too much. But she can also be quite awkward at times, and is just like me.