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Hunger Games

Sejanus Plinth

Leech (A Toxic Relationship):

Teaser🔥/ Part 1🔥 / Part 2🔥

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— Glimmer swore to you both as she welcomed you that next year would be her year.

— You were gifted houses in Victor's village, a great honour, as it meant living among your childhood heroes and role models.

— You were essentially taking your place among the legends.

— You spent most of your time in Marvels house, basically moving in.

— Your family's couldn't really be mad you were living together while unmarried. Everyone in the country had seen how "comfortable" you got during the games, so there was no point in trying to preserve your reputation as a woman.

— The people you lived around, and your families, expected a lot of commotion from the two of you, especially after they'd seen your fiery display in the games.

— But you had both been humbled by the experience in different ways.

— You didn't feel insecure about Marvel's feelings towards you any more.

— He had so many chances and reasons to kill you or leave you behind. But instead he chose to kill for you, and put his life on the line to keep you safe. You had no choice but to trust him completely.

— He had matured a lot, starting to appreciate the little things.

— After caring for him at his worst, and seeing how you always put his well-being ahead of yours when it came down to it, he never wanted to be your source of pain again.

— There was still the occasional fight here and there, but things were relatively peaceful together.

— You took walks and had dinner together every evening.

— No matter how much he complained about your cooking skills, or lack thereof, he ate everything you made for him.

— You had achieved your life's greatest goals and were now content just loving each other.

THE VICTORY TOUR:

— When the victory tour came around, you knew you had to put an act on.

— The Capitol loved seeing the dysfunction of your relationship. Your games being the most watched in a long time, after all.

— So for most of the tour you were a loving couple, but every once in a while you would manufacture drama together to keep the audience entertained.

— In District 4, Marvel took the mic from you during your speech, shoving you behind him and with a dashing smile, announced you were taking too long.

"Women, you know? They'll talk your ear off" he laughed to the crowd.

— In district 10, you slapped Marvel and walked off-stage, claiming you saw him looking too long at a woman in the crowd.

— Your tour was a double-edged sword.

— you were entertaining the capitol and at the same time showing the districts that it's people like you two who win in Panem;

— People that are loyal to the Capitol and fight with each other instead of against the Capitol.

— People like you and Marvel that are rewarded while agitators like Katniss and Peeta are slaughtered.

— The culmination of the tour in the Capitol told you how well your ruse went.

— A wealthy Capitol teenager approached you swearing that she's your biggest fan, what threw you off was when she said:

"I wish my ex-boyfriend and I could go into the games, maybe then he'll realize how much he loves me"

THE FOLLOWING YEARS:

— You and Marvel had taken to giving occasional classes at the career academy.

— You didn't need the money, but the kids loved you two, and it meant you could still put your training into practice.

— At home, you had settled into domesticity well.

— But once a year, you and Marvel would go to the Capitol with the volunteers, along with several past victors, and parade your relationship for the cameras.

— You still gave the Capitol their drama.

— You would pour a drink on Marvel's head in public here, he would call you a whore at a party there.

— It was a particularly big hit in the tabloids when you threw an expensive vase at his head at an opening ceremony party, barely missing him, which you apologized for later.

— The other victors welcomed you into their little world.

— You realized what was happening to many of them on your first day in the Capitol as a mentor when a drunk Capitol man had approached,

"You bite, don't you?" he slurred, "I love a feisty thing in my bed, and you would have been divine. Hmm...it's too bad we're not allowed to have you, I bet you would have bitten till I bled"

— Marvel tells you he also got some strange things said to him.

— It's the other victors that fill you in on what goes on and how you and your boyfriend are being spared.

— The image of your relationship as unbreakable had become necessary at this point in keeping rebellion at bay.

— Your lives take on the theme of doing things for yourself, then doing them again just for the Capitols enjoyment.

— Marvel proposed to you in a quiet meadow on one of your evening walks, a romantic affair. He later proposed again in the Capitol with hundreds of spectators, to them this was the real thing.

— You got married in a small ceremony in District 1, paying homage to your district's traditions. Your "official" wedding in the Capitol is a grand affair, cameras everywhere, waiting to catch a single moment of messiness.

— You both knew you were pregnant three months before you announced it to the rest of the country. Those three months were heaven, just you, your husband and your families knowing about your incoming bundle of joy.

— You had given a fake account to reporters, that Marvel had been out late with friends when you found out about your pregnancy, and you almost strangled him when he came home.

— It was far from the truth.

— The distraction of your relationship worked for a long time.

— But the fire that had started, all those years ago, when Katniss Everdeen sang for the little girl Marvel killed was slowly but surely growing and things may change any day.

— If a rebellion were to succeed, you don't know what that would mean for your family and many of your career victor friends, who have shown loyalty to the Capitol.

— But for now, you would just be thankful for everyday you got to spend with the love of your life.

— When Peeta joined the group, you wanted to kill him as soon as possible. His little stunt of professing his love for Katniss pulled some focus off you and Marvel.

"C'mon, guys. Let's just kill him now" you said.

"Unless you know how to find Katniss, we need him” The others careers would reply.

— You and Marvel are all over each other in the arena. It's very rare that you're not walking together, and when you stop, it's very rare that you're not making out.

— Days later, you all trudged along the forest floor hunting for tributes to kill.

— Walking ahead of the group, you looked back when you heard laughter. It was Marvel and Clove.

— You instantly lost it.

"What the fuck is so funny?" you asked them

Clove raised an eyebrow, "It's-"

"I wasn't talking to you, short stack. I was talking to MY boyfriend" you got in her face, trying to start something.

Clove's hand instantly went for a knife as you gripped your hilt of your sword.

"Babe, enough. We were just laughing, it's no big deal" Marvel said, pushing you and Clove apart.

"Well, can I get in on the joke since it's so hilarious? You know what? I'm so sick of your shit. You're such an asshole, Marvel! I can't even turn my back to you for 5 seconds without you diving into another girl's skirt!"

"Can you be any more of an attention-seeking lunatic? You're so fucking insecure!"

"Of course I'm insecure, I can't fucking trust you!"

"You're such a bitch"

"Fuck you!"

"Well, fuck you too!"

You stalked off into the darkness.

"Your girlfriend is crazy, man" Cato laughed

"Don't call her crazy" Marvel said glumly, guilt about yelling at you already setting in.

Cato raised his hands in mock surrender, he and Clove stifling their amusement at the whole situation as Marvel stalks off after you.

— It doesn't take Marvel long to find you and make it all better with gentle affection.

THE MIDDLE:

— The group camped out under a tree waiting for Katniss to come down.

— All of you, except Peeta, had a similar upbringing, so you all reminisced about the camping challenges you had back home.

— You and Marvel didn't hesitate to get a little frisky in the sleeping bag you were sharing, hoping no one, especially the cameras, would pick up on your hands down each other's pants.

— When you both finished, it became evident that the cameras had picked up on it, seeing as a parachute came down with a makeshift water purifier you didn't need yet and a note reading:

"You two definitely aren't shy. They're loving it" -G

— When Katniss dropped a tracker jacker nest, you had nearly tripped while running, but Marvel picked you up and held you all the way to the river.

— By the time you got there, you were stung, had dropped your bow and arrows and Peeta had got away. You needed someone to be angry at, so you picked Cato.

"I told you we should have killed lover boy days ago!"

— Picking a fight with the most jacked member of the group wasn't your smartest move.

— You were honestly shocked when Marvel stood by you, going for his weapon when Cato began coming at you.

— This wasn't what you were taught to do.

— Your anger issues were putting him in unnecessary danger, and you had been taught to detach yourselves from wild cards during your career training.

— The falling out of the career pack was only averted when Clove calmed everyone down.

"Right now isn't the time for this. Let's just drop it"

— You were mad at Cato for a few hours after that.

— The next few days were relatively quiet. Marvel and you fought and made up a few times. The ups and downs of your relationship entertaining the Capitol enough that they didn't send more obstacles your way.

— Your screaming matches usually consisted of you throwing an accusation his way and him sending all manner of insults towards you.

— When you apologized, you would typically mumble sorry, then cuddle up to him.

— When he apologized, he would end up deciding to carry your bags and weapons as self-inflicted penance.

— Being on night watch duty together just meant more time to have your hands on each other.

— You would sit in his lap, a blanket over your shoulders for privacy, and ride him to kingdom come.

— you tried not to come at the same time, so one of you could always be alert when the other was caught up in bliss.

— Marvel would get you to finish first with his fingers on your clit, and you could barely hold back your moans.

— Then you would make him come so hard his vision would go white, as you scanned the surroundings for danger.

"These lethal lovers just can't keep from tearing each other's clothes off, can they, Claudius" Caesar laughed. "That's youth for you, Caesar. I on one hand can't wait to see them start tearing each other apart" Claudius said.

— Marvel, with his electric personality, often entertained the group with his stories and jokes,

— But knowing you, he would give you a kiss every once in a while, making sure you knew you always had his attention.

— You started hanging around the boy from District 3 more.

— In reality, you were watching him so he didn't pull a fast one when setting up the mines.

— Marvel didn't like it regardless.

"Why don't we just kill the twerp already?" Marvel asked absent-mindedly, watching you ask the boy more questions about his district, "he's getting too comfortable".

"You jealous or something" Clove teased

Marvel turned to glare at her, but instantly turned right back when he heard you laughing with the boy

— During your next fight, it was Marvel doing the accusing, making you refute just as angrily.

"You're loving this, aren't you. The whole of Panem getting to see what a slut you really are" he challenged.

THE MINES:

— When the fires started, you all jumped to your feet. Finally, something exciting.

— You were close by when the explosion at the cornucopia happened, running back to get more weapons, and the shockwave knocked you off your feet and made your ears ring.

— With the supplies gone and feeling extremely disoriented, you were upset and needed to direct it at someone, but the kid from 3 was already dead.

— Marvel trekked ahead of you through the woods, both of you looking for whoever set the fires.

— You screamed at his back.

"I bet you're happy now! 3's dead, so you got what you wanted!"

— You didn't really care that he was dead even though you were just starting to become fond of him, you just wanted Marvel to yell back at you.

"Say something! Are you scared, huh? You're such a coward, Marvel. Fucking say something!"

— When he wouldn't shout back, you tackled him.

— Marvel, not being one to back down from a fight, tackled you back.

— Full of rage and with the forest spinning in your vision, you attempted to slash at him with your knife, but he twisted it out of your hand, leaving you to kick and punch him as he tried to get a grip on you.

— You used your nails to create a bloody trail down his cheek.

— The both of you grappled at each other, rolling over again and again.

"Uh oh, is this it?" Caesar exclaimed, "Will this killer couple finally put an axe in their turbulent romance".

— Marvel ended up on top, pressing you face down into the dirt as you thrashed and screamed.

— When you calmed down and stopped struggling, he stood up and took a few steps back.

You stood breathing heavily, arms wrapped around yourself with vulnerability.

"You good?" He asked, panting with exertion.

You nodded, glaring at the ground.

"Come here, baby" Marvel said as he opened his arms.

"Not today, Caesar" Claudius says, "It seems these two will live to bicker another day"

— That night you and Marvel took watch, you were seated between his legs on the ground, back against his chest.

— He whispered a sweet "I love you" into your ear.

— Too scared that he may be lying, you don't say anything back, but lean further into him, taking his arms to wrap them around yourself.

— The next day, when you saw Katniss take aim at Marvel with her bow, you didn't think twice about running to his rescue.

— The arrow narrowly missed his throat and instead lodges itself into his shoulder.

— You drag him to safety in an obscured portion of underbrush, and tend to his wounds, allowing tears to run down your face the whole time.

"It's okay, baby. I'm going to be okay" he keeps telling you.

"I love you" you finally say back, voice shaking with terror that he may die.

— when you're done with your crude stitching, you get up swearing you're going to find and kill Katniss.

— Still too injured to move without pain, Marvel asks you just to lay with him for a while.

THE PAIRS:

— When the announcement comes of district pairs being able to win together, you and Marvel don't say a word. There's nothing to say.

— For once actually in tune with one another, you just pick up your things and move further into the forest, ending the alliance with Cato and Clove.

— With Marvel hurt, you'd both be too vulnerable with them anyway;

— And with a pair counting as one now, you'd basically reached the natural end of your alliance-- The point in the games where there was a single tribute from each career district left, and the fight to the death began.

— It didn't take long for hunger to set in, seeing as you and Marvel only had a bag of dried fruits and a few sticks of jerky between you. It seemed having a pile of supplies at the cornucopia made you both too confident.

— You catch a few small rabbits but with Marvel's better spear throwing arm out of commission and him being the better hunter, having grown up doing it, you didn't have much to eat.

— You internally thank your mentors for sending you a water purifier.

— But Marvel needs medicine and you both need food.

— When the feast is announced, you go together.

— Marvel, unwilling to not be part of the action when his legs still work, bites his tongue through the pain and makes it down to the cornucopia with you.

— You're the one to run out and grab the pack with a big "1" printed across it. Marvel watches your back from the tree-line.

— Unfortunately for you, Cato had spotted you.

— Instead of trying to save Clove, whose head was currently being bashed in by Thresh, Cato decided to get some revenge against his former allies.

— Cato was strong, but you and Marvel had been trained to kill people like him all your lives.

— You and your boyfriend were starving, and he was injured, but there's still two of you and one of Cato.

— The fight goes on for a while before a single canon goes off, you and Marvel still standing.

— With the medicine in the District 1 pack, Marvel is better in no time, still sore but able to hunt.

— Being the only careers left in the games, and being in relatively good health again, you go out hunting for tributes. Thresh, Katniss and Peeta at the top of your lists.

— But the games have reached the point where everyone still living is alive because they're good at staying out of sight.

— When the dogs came, you both booked it to the Cornucopia.

— He made sure you were safely on top before boosting himself up with your help, the rabid dogs nipping at his heels.

— You didn't expect to find Katniss and Peeta coming up on the other side.

— With the girl from 5 dead mysteriously and Thresh torn apart by the animals, it only left the District 1 and 12 tributes.

"Here we are, down to the last tributes. The lethal lovers from District 1 versus the star crossed lovers of District 12. The stakes are as high as it gets" Caesar spoke into the camera.

— The fight is longer than anticipated, but ultimately ends with two cannons and Katniss and Peeta lying dead.

— You and Marvel are both bleeding profusely by the end of it but make it down the cornucopia.

— You kiss and hug one another.

"We did it, baby" he breathed, resting his forehead against yours.

— But then another announcement comes, the rule of pairs has been revoked.

— You both beg the other to deliver the killing blow, eventually falling from blood loss and passing out from light-headedness.

— The last thing you hear in the arena is, "ladies and gentlemen, the winners of the 74th annual hunger games"

AFTER THE GAMES:

— You and Marvel were put back together in no time.

— From what you heard, you were both bleeding out at the same rate and if the game makers left you in the arena any longer they wouldn't have had a winner.

— Your mentors weren't as joyous as you expected, apparently there were complications that arose from your team win.

— You had shown the Capitol up by not dying, but you had also killed Katniss, whose actions in the arena were stirring up rebellion among the districts.

— For your help in quelling the revolts, the Capitol was willing to be merciful if you both played along.

— during your interview with Caesar, you both made sure to copiously thank the Capitol and the hunger games for bringing you two together and strengthening your relationship.

"This girl right here is my soulmate, and without the games we may not have found that out" Marvel said, looking deeply into your eyes, only love in his gaze.

Even though you were directed to do this, his words were completely true. Without the games, you and your lover might have gone the rest of your lives thinking you were enemies.

You tear your eyes from his, staring directly at the cameras and saying, "We send our eternal gratitude to President Snow and the people of the Capitol for granting us this chance to be together"

— When President Snow crowned you it was the greatest moment of your life up until that point; standing before the entire country, crowned by President Snow himself as a victor.

The old man, gave you both a curious smile, speaking words that only you three could hear,

"Your love story has been a source of distraction to many, make sure it stays that way"

THE TRAIN:

— The Capitol was a bit less than a day away, so you and Marvel didn't have a ton of time on the train.

— Cashmere and Gloss, your mentors, told you to present as a united front, it would make good TV.

— Marvel was an easy sell. He was charismatic and funny, he'd always been the "cool guy" who was popular with teachers and students alike. His haughty and coy temperament gave him an edge.

— Glimmer had her pretty girl thing going, and had been strategically matched as Marvel's District partner to maximize the amount of sponsors they would get.

— Their pairing was supposed to represent the kind of people one wished they were or were friends with in school. Their draw was how aspirational they were.

— You had been taught to be an Enobaria-type of tribute, cold, mysterious and vicious. Of course, you were vicious, but you were neither cold nor mysterious. You were an open book who made your problems everyone else's.

— Your mentors had been nervous about how you and Marvels brands fit together.

— You and Marvel sat together on the train for the sole purpose of discussing strategy.

— You finished talking strategy fairly quickly, after all, you had spent your entire lives preparing for this moment.

— You ended up spending the whole day getting to know each other again, messing around and talking about everything and nothing.

"I bet you can't do this" he said as he flipped a blueberry into his mouth, missing completely and getting it in his eye.

"Can you get any dumber?" you rolled your eyes but let out a genuine laugh.

"I'm not gonna lie, I kinda missed this. Y’know, us hanging out " Marvel told you, rubbing at his slightly irritated eye.

"Well, you should have appreciated it when you had it"

"We were 15 then" he laughed it off and just like that he had got you mad in a way that only he knew how to.

"There you go deflecting, like always" you started, "Do you even know what personal accountability is-"

He grabbed your chin before you could finish, turning you to face him.

"You saying you didn't miss me?" He asked.

You just scoffed, pulling away from him harshly. You turned as your cheeks heated up.

— By the time you reached the Capitol, you felt like stabbing him in the face a little less.

THE CHARIOTS:

— At the front of the line of horse-drawn chariots, you felt on top of the world. This was your moment, and there was nowhere in Panem you would rather be.

— It was clear Marvel felt the same way. You both smiled and blew kisses.

— With some hard work, one of you might be joining the ranks of the victors.

— At the end of the parade, you didn't notice the chariots coming to an abrupt halt, making you jerk back and nearly fall.

— But to your surprise, Marvel's hand was swiftly at the small of your back, bracing you from stumbling to the ground.

"You okay?"

"Yeah" you say, red dusting your cheeks.

Trying to seem unflustered, you take off your silly headpiece, "we should go meet District 2. You know, see what the actual competition's like".

— That night, you can't sleep from the sheer excitement of finally being here. So you're enjoying the spa treatments when Marvel drops by.

— He can't sleep, either.

— You talk for a while, but soon find yourselves leaning in.

— The kiss is gentle, but more practised than the ones you shared as kids.

— Soon enough, it's a full-blown make out session.

TRAINING:

— You and Marvel are glued to each other's sides during training. If he was practising spears so were you, if you were at the survival section so was he.

— You both stuck around the other careers for the most part, taunting the other tributes

— You all worked as a unit to instill dread in the other tributes for what was to come.

— You also scoped out potential threats together.

— The biggest threat to present itself was Thresh. He was just as buff as Cato and almost as tall as Marvel, making him one of the largest tributes in the games, and he wasn't willing to be an ally to the careers.

— When you two weren't with the others or practising your skills, you would sneak off into corners to kiss and feel each other up.

Marvel towers over you, pressing your back pressed against a wall by the bathrooms as his lips moved feverishly against yours, one of his hands rested by your head and the other fondled your breasts.

Your own hands tangled in his hair and forcing him closer.

You took one and snaked it into his trousers, making him groan and press harder against you.

Your eyes snap open when you hear a gasp.

The girl from District 12 stood there, staring at you with wide eyes.

You pulled back from Marvel and turned to the District 12 girl. Marvel followed your gaze, turning his head slightly and narrowing his eyes.

"Got a problem, 12?" You asked, a looming threat behind your words.

“See something you like?” Marvel added

The girl walked away like she didn't see anything.

Marvel leaned back into you, but you stopped him, caressing the short hairs on the back of his neck.

"We should get back in there"

With one last kiss, you walked back onto the main floor.

— You and Marvel would spend your evenings together, enjoying the luxury items your district provided the Capitol with in your 1st floor quarters.

— Cuddling up on the couch, talking about your lives, your dreams and who you planned to kill first.

— Most of yours being tributes you thought looked at you wrong.

— On the second day of training, the nagging voice in your head, always begging for reassurances, forced you to ask Marvel what you two were,

"You're my girlfriend, aren't you?" he replied

— That was all you needed to allow yourself to fall head over heels for him again.

— Most nights were spent in each other's beds, getting hot and heavy.

— It almost felt like a honeymoon.

— Your mentors found out about you two on the day your scores were announced.

— They didn't like it at first, but both of you had a history prior to volunteering, so technically the rules applied to you both a bit differently.

— It was Glosses idea to use your relationship to pull in more sponsors. It wasn't the united front he'd originally intended, but maybe it was even better.

— All you had to do was introduce yourselves as a sweet couple the Capitol could root for, it couldn't be that hard.

THE INTERVIEW:

— Marvel was up first.

— As you stood backstage waiting for Caesar Flickeman to finish his welcoming statements, you and Marvel got into a little tiff that eventually spiralled into a nasty argument.

"You hate my dress" You said angrily, holding yourself back from screaming in his face like you desperately wanted to.

"I didn't even say that" he defended, irritated.

"Oh, so you just hate ME in it?"

"I didn't say that, either. What is wrong with you?" He seethed.

"There's nothing wrong with me. The problem here is you, you prick".

You tried to stop them, but the tears of sadness and frustration flowed on their own accord.

"Oh my- Why are you crying right now? Do you always have to make a scene? You’re so annoying and needy, I can do so much better than you, I deserve so much better”

“You think you can do better then go ahead!”

“Maybe I will!”

"Fuck you, Marvel. I hope you make a fool of yourself out there".

"You-"

His name is called before he can get another word in, it's his turn to go up on stage.

— Marvel is a good actor, as soon as he stepped on stage, the funny guy persona took over. Nobody would have been able to tell he'd just had a fight with his girlfriend beforehand.

— The questions are easy, up until he was asked if he had a special girl in District 1.

"Well, I do have a special girl from home, but... we've been having problems"

"Problems you say?" Caesar leaned in, intrigued.

"She's can be a little, y'know-" Marvel circles his pointer finger by his head, hinting at said girl's insanity.

The room bursts out in laughter.

"...and she's mad at me, so yeah it's been hard"

"Hopefully she'll find it in her heart to forgive you when you return to her as a victor?"

"You can ask her, she's backstage"

The audience explodes with excitement.

Caesar is absolutely ecstatic at the turn of events,

"Is that commotion I hear backstage?", Caesar's eyes wide as he asks.

"That would be her" Marvel states and they both laugh

— The commotion was you.

— Your stylists had just cleaned up your smudged mascara, but after Marvel had gone out there and made you sound crazy, the angry tears came back in full force.

— You had to be physically restrained by peacekeepers to keep you from jumping on Marvel when he exited the stage.

— With no time for any more touch ups, you were called on by Caesar.

— Everyone wanted crazy? Oh, you were going to give them crazy.

— You came out with mascara lines running down your face.

— Angrily, you bounced across the stage, stopping to give a "what?!" gesture to the crowd as they cheered you on, overjoyed that the circus was in town.

— Caesar started out fairly unintrusive with his questions, but soon enough he got into the nitty-gritty.

"Now tell me, we heard quite the story from your district partner, or should I say boyfriend..."

You sat back and scoffed

"...the people of Panem want to know what's going on?"

They all cheered.

"I'll tell you what's going on Caesar, Marvel is a snake, you can't trust him! He'll use your heart and break it!" You lean forward as you yell.

The audience jump out their seats, screaming with excitement.

"And do you have anything to say to Marvel? Maybe something for us all to hear?" Caesar pries.

"Yes..."

You look directly at the camera, knowing he'll be watching.

"... Marvel, we're OVER!" you scream.

The crowd goes absolutely wild, cheering both your names.

— The elevator ride is tense for you and Marvel, but it's hard to focus on being angry when your mentors, escort, and stylists won't shut up about how much the Capitol is loving you two.

— You've definitely killed all hopes of coming off as an Enobaria-type, but it looked like raving wild was even more of a hit than cold and mysterious.

— You and Marvel don't speak at dinner.

— That night as you lie in bed you can't sleep, and this time it's not from excitement.

— As the games quickly approach, the reality of what's about to happen begins dawning on you.

— You could die in there. You might even have to kill him.

— How you wished he could be holding you right now.

— You got up to apologize, but on opening the door, you found him standing right there.

"I'm sorry" he said.

"I'm sorry too"

— you both sat out on the terrace, you on his lap as he held you. You eventually found your way to bed, falling asleep in each other's arms.

Tigris smiled at her grandmother's merriment.

She was glad Hirudinea had found a boy who was so taken with her, even though her sister couldn't tell Grandma'am who the boy really was.

Sejanus treated her sister well and made sure to be just as giving to the rest of the Snow family.

Tigris herself held a length of luxurious fabric on her lap, a gift from Sejanus.

Hirudinea was over the moon; she couldn't have picked a better mark.

Even without a baby, dating Sejanus came with perks. He was nothing if not giving, and my, how Hirudinea would take.

All she had to do was mention something she wanted in passing, and it didn't take long before it showed up to her apartment with love notes attached, singing her highest praise.

Of course, she hardly ever read them.

"You know you don't have to get me all this stuff; I'm not with you for your money," she would say to him, lying to his face.

"I know, but I want to do this for you. You're my girl, and I want to make sure you know how special you are to me. Besides, it's not like I use my allowance to do much anyways."

It sickened her that his allowance could afford such luxury while she had to scrounge together pennies for her life's savings.

Most of the gifts she received from him ended up pawned off to pay for upkeep and taxes.

Hirudinea had Sejanus completely whipped, and it was obvious. The curly-haired boy was never a big spender but would buy her the world if he could.

'Sejanus can't afford the world on his allowance yet, but maybe Strabo Plinth can; that's where my baby will come in handy.'

"Corio," Hirudinea called across the room from where she and Grandma'am inspected their new clothes, "A basket came with the rest of my things. Be a dear and check what's inside?"

He huffed but checked the basket anyways. It was full to the brim with homemade cookies.

"Baked goods from Mrs. Plinth," he informed gloomily.

Hirudinea turned from the mirror with a large fur coat adorning her shoulders and walked over.

The girl picked up one cookie, biting into it without a second thought.

"Blagh," she grimaced, spitting out the treat, "Raisins! Disgusting. Leave it to the Plinths to ruin a perfectly good cookie with nasty, cheap raisins."

She spoke as if her family could even afford that.

"It was a kind gesture, Dinea. I'm sure Mrs. Plinth meant no harm by it," Tigris reasoned.

"Whatever," Hirudinea scoffed, moving on to try on more clothes.

This was the Hirudinea that Coriolanus knew; condescending and cruel.

If Sejanus didn't see it, then he was either more stupid than Coriolanus thought or Hirudinea was more cunning than she had let on all these years.

Or maybe it was a mixture of both.

Hilarius Heavensbee was understandably upset by the news of the latest relationship in the Academy. He had tried in vain to win Hirudinea back, but nothing worked.

Her friends had been in shock at the news too. After all, Hirudinea had always been just as unsettled by Sejanus' presence among them as Arachne and Livia had been.

The two, along with Hilarius, assumed the couple wouldn't last long, and eventually, Hirudinea would remember where she belongs.

But by the third month of their apparent relationship, Hirudinea and Sejanus were still a constant fixture at each other's sides.

He followed her around like a lost puppy, and she happily fell into his open arms.

School was usually Coriolanus's safe haven from his cousin, but being Sejanus's only friend, he was forced to be around her much more than he liked. He had to watch them kiss and hold hands throughout the day.

Watching Hirudinea act like a changed woman in front of Sejanus made Coriolanus's head hurt.

He even began to fondly recall the days she had been with Hilarius, when the pair would argue incessantly about anything and everything.

At least then, she allowed her venom to flow freely.

Hirudinea pushed Sejanus against the wall of the janitors closet. They were in his father's office building and things were heating up.

It was the weekend, and he was supposed to be observing how his father runs the business, but when his beautiful girlfriend had showed up and whispered dirty things in his ear, he couldn't help but wander away after her.

He ended up moving from the wall to a nearby chair, trousers and boxers around his ankles as she knelt before him.

"Fuck" he cursed under his breath when she wrapped her fingers around his base of his veiny cock.

Hirudinea flattened her tongue against his tip, massaging his slit as he let out a soft grunt.

She raised her head, gathering saliva in her mouth, before leaning over him and letting it all fall onto his member.

With the hand on his base, she stroked his slowly but firmly, coating his entire cock with the liquid. Eventually adding another hand.

She twisted her wrists, wringing his cock hard.

Occasionally, she would wrap her lips around the tip and suck.

He bit into his hand in an attempt to muffle his sounds, but it didn't do much to conceal the throaty groans escaping him.

"Please, baby" he whimpered pathetically.

She chuckled darkly.

With her lips around him, she sank down, opening her throat to take him as deep as possible, making sure he hit the back of her throat.

Sejanus moaned deeply. His hips thrusting up against his will due to the sensations of her fingers and mouth.

He clenched his fists to prevent them from coming to the back of her head and keeping her there.

He was losing it, and it was making her wetness grow.

"So good, baby" he moaned with half lidded eyes.

He was close and she could tell.

But she didn't want his spend in her mouth. She needed it inside her.

Hirudinea let him go, making him whine at the loss of stimulation.

She sat on his lap, grinding her cunt against his manhood.

"I wish I could feel you without anything between us" she whispered.

It would be good for her pregnancy timeline to fuck him raw a few times, but she would be okay with it if he still wanted to use a condom.

She'd prepared so many and still had three left.

Glancing at the front pocket of her bag, she could see one, two, thre-

Wait, there were only two, that couldn't be right.

"I want to feel you too, baby. Can I? I'll pull out, I swear. I just need you so bad" he promised, holding her face in his hands.

She could work with this.

"Do you care about me?" She asked with intensity behind her voice

"Of course, Dinea. I lo-I care about you so much"

"Then don't pull out"

His eyes glistened. It felt like he was dreaming.

All he'd wanted to do since she gave him permission to touch her was cum deep inside her.

Arms wrapped around his neck, she raised her hips and to circle her entrance with his tip before slipping onto his cock.

She struggled a little, but her spit and wetness provided extra lubrication. Although they had slept together many times, she still wasn't fully used to taking his large cock.

She sank all the way down, pressing her ass against his heavy balls.

The groan that erupted from Sejanus's throat was so deep it became a growl.

Finally losing all semblance of control, he gripped her hips and began bouncing her on his cock, thrusting his hips upwards to meet hers.

The friction from his hair and happy trail against her clit was incredible. She threw her head back and moaned.

Sejanus drew her head forward and kissed her deeply. Grunting and groaning against her mouth and swallowing her moans.

He reached a hand down, swiping at her clit and forcing her towards an orgasm.

He was already close before, so when she felt his cock twitch, she knew to push him over the edge.

"You wanna cum in me, baby -oh!" she jumped when he gave her a particularly harsh thrust.

"Ugh, fuck yes, sweetheart. I want to fill your pussy up with my cum" his voice slurred, he was drunk on the feeling of her pussy squeezing him hard.

"Gonna put my fucking load in this tight, wet pussy"

His fingers moved faster against her pleasure button.

"I need your cum, Sej" There was an ominous reality to her words he didn't realize, "Are you going to give it to me?"

"I'm going to give it to you, baby. You take my cock so well, makes me want to fill you up so bad - oh shit-"

Fuck, he was coming.

His pace became erratic, and he chanted her name over and over.

His fingers swiped at her clit one last time, and she clenched hard as she came, head thrown back in ecstasy.

He held her tight as he pumped his cum into her for the first time. Cock pulsing as he released everything he had into her womb.

They sat there for a few minutes, breathing heavily as they regained their bearings.

Once they caught their breaths, he gently raised her off his softening cock, holding her firmly as he stood and giving her a passionate kiss.

They quietly got dressed.

A calm had settled in the air, and he enjoyed the time they had until they had to leave the sanctuary of the closet.

Unfortunately, it didn't last as long as he wanted.

An Avox walked into the janitors closet, clearly searching for something.

The mute man stared with wide eyes at the scene before him.

Sejanus felt like he had been caught doing something wrong.

Hirudinea scoffed at the intruder,

"And what are you looking at? Huh? It's not like you're going to tell someone. Leave! Before I decide to have you punished."

The Avox rushed out, bowing in apology.

Sejanus held her elbow gently, guiding her to look at him. "Sweetheart, there was no need for that."

'Shit.'

After playing the repentant bully for so long, her mask had slipped.

"I'm sorry. You know how I get sometimes," she looked down in mock shame.

"I'm trying to be better, but it's hard to unlearn the things that have been drilled into me for so long. This isn't who I am. Please don't be upset, Sej," Hirudinea began to cry.

It was her usual "get out of revealing your true self" card with him.

Sejanus' eyes softened; he couldn't stand to see his girlfriend cry, and he hated the fact that she thought he was angry with her.

"It's okay; you're trying to be better, that's more than most people ever do. I know that's not you anymore, Dinea."

She quickly kissed him, feeling any leftover worry melt away from him.

In reality, Hirudinea didn't care about some tongueless traitor to Panem, and it disgusted her that he did. Even now, with a purebred Capitol girlfriend, he still found camaraderie with rebels.

'You can take the boy out of the Districts, but you really can't take the Districts out of the boy.'

'It's not a big deal,' she told herself later that day after failing to find the missing condom anywhere.

But it was a big deal; it could mean a huge wrench had been thrown in her plans.

Hirudinea had allowed herself to be weak a few months ago,

The day after sleeping with Sejanus for the first time, the heaviness of what she had just initiated fully hit her.

In need of familiarity, she had found herself bent over a desk in an empty classroom while Hilarius thrust into her from behind.

But had he used one of her sabotaged condoms? He knew the front pocket of her bag was where she kept the contraceptives; she had done it when they were dating, and they would have been easy for him to reach.

How did she get herself into this mess?

The sun rose over the Plinth house as Sejanus was awoken from his slumber by his alarm clock.

He stretched an arm over Hirudinea's sleeping form to turn off the device.

She hadn’t heard it.

She was a deep sleeper and with the combination of Sejanus's plush mattress with 1000 thread count sheets and the rigorous 'physical activity' they were up to the night before, she was absolutely knocked out.

Sejanus leaned over Hirudinea, pressing a kiss to her forehead before gently shaking her awake.

"Time to get up, sweetheart" he whispered.

He was reluctant to leave the little domestic sphere they had created in his bedroom, but he knew they needed to prepare for school.

She sluggishly rose, standing and stretching her arms over her head.

"I'll start the shower" she told him "Before you join me, darling, could you please make sure the servants prepare my breakfast exactly the way I like it? Yesterday's service was absolutely sub-par"

"I-" Sejanus didn’t even finish his sentence before Hirudinea shut the bathroom door behind her.

Her morning showers at the Plinth house were usually her was bliss.

Hirudinea had made a habit of staying the night with Sejanus. She adored getting to wake up on a luxurious bed, bathe with high-end products and sit down to an elegant breakfast.

It as a preview of what was to come, the life she would soon be living.

But this morning, she found herself under the steam of hot water, pre-occupied by thoughts of impending doom.

Her doctor’s appointment was scheduled for the evening.

Today was the day she would find out if she was pregnant and if she was, she had no idea who the father could be.

Mrs Plinth smiled lightly as she watched her son walk hand-in-hand with his girlfriend to the car.

The two weren’t aware she knew the girl had been spending the night, but it brought the woman much delight to stand by her window, overlooking the front yard, and know in her heart she raised a good and sweet boy as she saw Sejanus open the door for Hirudinea and guide her inside.

Sejanus had never been so happy for so long since they came to the Capitol, and it was all due to the Snow girl that stole his heart.

When Hirudinea was at their house, she didn’t do much (or any) kitchen work with her boyfriends mother, like a district girl would.

She would stand uncomfortably in a corner of the kitchen, occasionally commenting on the progress being made with the baking until Sejanus would come in and drag Hirudinea away, informing his mother that Hirudinea isn’t used to doing housework.

Mrs Plinth liked the girl regardless, after all, she filled Sejanus with such joy that the boy would constantly gush to his mother about love and soul mates and weddings.

Hirudinea was good for her son.

"What is it?" Strabo asked behind her, getting ready to leave for the office.

"Nothing" Mrs Plinth said softly, closing the curtain as the car pulled away.

It was official.

Hirudinea Snow was pregnant at eighteen.

She paid for the test with one of the watches Sejanus bought her.

When she thought of this moment months ago, she imagined there would be a feeling of fear at the knowledge that she was with child.

But no, all her dread came from the fact that she couldn't be sure who the father of her baby was.

She was supposed to have Sejanus Plinth's baby— the child that would be her family's ticket to a better life.

But if it was Hilarius's baby, then had she ruined her reputation for nothing? Had she just created another mouth for the Snows to feed?

No.

She decided it didn't matter.

Regardless of who the father of this child was, she would claim it was Sejanus.

Sejanus Plinth would be saddled with the responsibility, and his family would be her cash cows.

His name would be on the birth certificate.

Sejanus had been confused when his girlfriend cancelled their date only to tell him to meet her at a park near the Corso.

He knew enough that when a girl says she needs to talk, it's not a good sign.

"Hi," he said softly as he approached, a nervous smile on his face.

He took a seat right next to her on the bench, handing her the flowers he had gotten—red roses, her favorites.

"Hi," she replied, barely looking at him.

"What's wrong, Dinea?" He was too anxious to beat around the bush.

"Nothing, it's just..." she paused, letting a single tear fall. She had practiced that trick all night. "...It's just that if I tell you this...you may not want to be with me anymore."

This filled him with sadness. How could she think there was anything that would make him leave her?

Was she sick? Was she in trouble? Had she taken a liking to someone else? He would work through anything to be with her.

"Whatever it is, we can get through it."

"Do you promise, Sej?"

"I promise," he took her hands in his own, a comforting gesture.

She took a deep breath for believability, giving it a beat of silence before spilling,

"I'm pregnant."

Sejanus blanched.

He didn't say anything; he didn't know what to say.

He was going to be a dad. HE WAS GOING TO BE A DAD.

He didn't feel ready; he hadn't done anything to make his kid proud yet. He hadn't helped to make the world a better place.

But then he thought of the fact that she was going to make him a dad, and suddenly everything was alright.

Hirudinea was the light of his life, the reason he felt anything was possible.

He had every intention to marry and have children with her one day. So what if the order of things got mixed up?

"I-I'm going to be a dad," he thought out loud, a smile cracking onto his face. "We're having a kid."

"You're happy?"

She expected him to take responsibility and be naively glad, but she didn't expect him to be over the moon about it.

"Of course I am," he holds her face in both hands. "There's nobody I would rather be doing this with than you."

He looked to her for permission before pressing his hand to her stomach.

"I love you, Dinea," he admitted.

She definitely wasn't expecting that.

Hirudinea kissed him hard, hoping it would suffice as a reply.

When Hirudinea told her family they were invited to dinner at the Plinth residence, none of them knew what to think.

Coriolanus and Tigris weren't anticipating 'dinner at the in-laws house' so soon, and Grandma'am couldn't imagine for the life of her what business Hirudinea had with the Plinths.

As far as Grandma'am knew, the girl had always been smart enough to keep her distance from them and their unruly son.

The meal went smoothly, and the conversation was agreeable.

It was obvious to everyone that Hirudinea and Sejanus were excited about something. The pair giggled like children every time one looked at the other.

The whole table was curious.

It wasn't until the end of the meal, when the dishes had been cleared, that, holding hands, the couple stood to make an announcement.

Grandma'am gasped at the display.

Hirudinea began, "I'm sure you're all wondering the reason we called you here tonight, and it's because we have some very important news."

Sejanus gave her hand a gentle squeeze and continued, "We wanted our families to be the first to know that... we're having a baby."

Sejanus and Hirudinea waited eagerly for a reaction, but the silence at the table was palpable.

Scandalized, Grandma'am's hand rested on her chest.

It was Strabo who broke the silence first when he pushed his chair back loudly and walked out of the room.

Sejanus sent his girlfriend a look of apology, guiding her to sit down before following his father out.

Mrs. Plinth stood next, apologizing profusely before leaving.

"Of all the irresponsible things you have done!" Strabo shouted at a rattling volume.

He was standing behind the desk in his study, glaring daggers at his son on the other side of the room.

"What's irresponsible about having a baby with the girl I love?! But you, how could you just leave like that when she's so vulnerable. Go out there and apologize now!" Sejanus wasn't having any of it.

He wouldn’t allow his father make Hirudinea feel small.

"Apologize? You just barely turned 18, Sejanus. You haven't even graduated yet. What do you two know about anything? About raising a child? About being a father?"

Sejanus took a step towards his father. "Don't talk to me about raising a child! You know, there's more to being a father than throwing money around."

Mrs. Plinth gasped. "Sejanus!"

"No, Ma. Dinea and I are going to raise our baby a different way. If he doesn't want to be involved in the baby's life, he doesn't have to be. We'll go somewhere else."

Strabo scoffed. "And where is that?"

"Back to 2. I'll work as a medic in the quarries. We'll have each other, and that's the only thing that matters. We'll go somewhere we can be together like a family." Sejanus said naively but with the best of intentions.

If Hirudinea was in the room, she would have wrung Sejanus's neck out by now.

Mrs. Plinth grabbed onto her son's shoulders. "Sejanus please, don't say that. You have school and-"

"None of it matters if we're not in a home where Dinea and the baby are loved."

"But you’re loved here"

"Not by him!"

Sejanus smiled softly. "It's okay, Ma, I love her and she loves me. It's all we need. We'll be fine."

Mrs. Plinth turned to her husband. "Strabo, I'm begging you. It doesn't have to be like this."

Though he tried to look tough, Strabo didn't want his son to leave. He loved Sejanus, even if he didn't always show it the right way.

He realized reluctantly that he would have to find a way to deal with this.

It wasn't so bad after all; his grandchild was to be mothered by a Snow, one of the oldest, most respectable families in Panem.

It wasn't like Hirudinea was some random girl.

He thought long and hard and decided this wasn't bad at all.

It was amazing!

It was the start of a new era for the Plinth family, where they would receive more respect from the people of the Capitol.

This could work.

Back in the dining room, the extremely muffled voices of father and son could be heard engaged in an intense argument. The only other sound in the room was Grandma'am's wails of despair. Tigris held the old woman, who dramatically sought to sink to the floor.

Hirudinea rolled her eyes at the display.

"How long have you known?!" Coriolanus asked; the anger was evident in his voice.

"A few days," Hirudinea shrugged.

She knew her family would make a big deal out of it.

"You've known for days, and you didn't tell anyone? You didn't tell me?" Tigris gasped sadly.

Tigris had been there for Hirudinea since she was a baby; she held her sister's hand when the younger girl took her first steps, taught her sister how to read, ushered her through the scare of her first period.

Hirudinea shrugged, swirling the drink in her glass with a bored expression, "We're telling you now."

Coriolanus rose and slammed his hands down on the table. He had been annoyed with Hirudinea before, and he had disliked her actions before, but he never thought he'd come to be disgusted by her.

"How dare you, Dinea! How could you do this with him?" Coriolanus whispered the last part through gritted teeth. Hirudinea Snow, the most arrogant and stuck-up bitch he knew, knocked up by a boy from District 2 and proud?

"Do you even know how this reflects on all of us, you stupid fucking slut?!" Coriolanus yelled.

Tigris, on the other hand, wasn't angry, just disappointed. Raising kids wasn't easy; she would know, she raised two. The disappointment only grew when she remembered—

"We're finished!" Grandma'am cried. "Oh, you've ruined us, Hirudinea."

"Grandma'am, please," Tigris tried to console her grandmother to no avail.

"We'll never be able to show our faces again. The whole Capitol will know that my Hirudinea spread her legs for some filthy District boy!"

Tigris tried to shush the old woman, not wanting to offend their hosts.

"How could you do this to poor Hilarius? After all he's done for us," Grandma'am wept.

Hirudinea laughed. "Hilarius? I might as well tell you now, Hilarius and I haven't been together for ages. I've been lying for months."

Grandma'am nearly keeled over at the news.

Hirudinea continued, "All those pretty gifts were courtesy of Sejanus Plinth and how much he loves fucking me—"

Grandma'am rose and pointed a harsh finger. "Bite your tongue, you dirty little whore."

Hirudinea shook her head in exasperation, "Oh, please," she brushed off the insult.

Coriolanus wished he had the presence of mind to be happy his cousin was finally being reprimanded by the matriarch, but he was just sooo mad.

What was Dinea thinking?

As much as he tried not to, he could imagine it, Hirudinea under Sejanus, begging for his cum.

He wanted to throw up.

"This is too far, even for you," he seethed "I always knew you were a cheap skank but if-"

The door opened, and the dining room fell back to silence as the Plinths returned.

The Snows composed themselves as to not show weakness in front of their lessers.

As everyone took their seats, Sejanus brought Hirudinea's hand to his lips and placed a reassuring kiss there.

"My apologies for the way I left the room," Strabo said. "My shock outweighed my judgment. I should have been more thoughtful at this trying time."

"It's quite alright, sir." Hirudinea said.

The rest of her family maintained tight faces, adding to the tense environment in the room.

It was obvious they were displeased with the situation they had found themselves.

"Have you two discussed things yet?" Mrs. Plinth asked trying to lighten the mood. "What doctor you'll be seeing? Your prenatal vitamins?"

Hirudinea gave an innocent smile. "Oh, I already take vitamins. Vitamin C in the morning and vitamin D at night."

All the adults and Coriolanus stared in disbelief.

This was not someone ready to have a baby.

Tigris buried her head in her hands and let out a quiet sob.

Hirudinea knew how stupid she sounded but needed to look incompetent for her plan to work.

Mrs. Plinth and Strabo shared a look.

He nodded to his wife before speaking, "We understand that pregnancy isn't easy and things don't get easier when the baby comes, so to alleviate the burden on your family, why don't you come live here with us, Hirudinea?" Strabo offered.

Sejanus smiled hopefully, "We'll take care of you, sweetheart. I'll be here the whole time, and we'll go to doctor's visits together and make the nursery." He was already dreaming of what came next.

Hirudinea knew she wouldn't be caught dead covered in paint, building a nursery. That's what Avoxes are for. But she kissed him softly, playing up the love-dumb-girl act for his family.

Mrs. Plinth clasped her hands at the loving display.

Hirudinea wouldn’t mind living with the Plinths, although they irritated her with their strange mannerisms, their home had become a welcome getaway from her problems.

And by now, the servants along with Mrs Plinth and Sejanus were used to serving her hand and foot.

It would also help with keeping her hidden away before she announced the pregnancy to her classmates. She didn’t doubt that when she stopped showing up to school, her next floor neighbour, Arachne, would be at the penthouse door searching for answers.

Hirudinea looked at her lap like she was thinking before releasing a sigh and responding, "Thank you for your offer, Mr. Plinth. I would love to stay with your family and be close to Sejanus, but there's so much I'm needed for at home. Business has been going well, but there are still so many expenses and taxes. We're keeping up, but we all need to pull our weight."

The other Snows exchanged looks. Business wasn't going well, in fact, there was no business at all, and they definitely weren't keeping up with expenses.

"We would be happy to provide a stipend to make this period easier on you," Strabo said. "And also to sincerely apologize to the Snow family for this entire situation"

He was ecstatic to get his moment to show the Snows that his family would be more than adequate in caring for Hirudinea's needs. And since she was a girl of such good breeding, he would go all out.

He pulled out a small notepad and began jotting down some numbers. When he finished, he slid the page across to the pregnant girl.

"Will this amount suffice for each month?" He asked.

She took it and positioned the paper between herself and Coriolanus. 

The blonde boy had to stop himself from choking when he saw the number of zeros on the page. Hirudinea was taken aback too; this was way more than she was expecting. Not only would they be able to pay off the penthouse in a couple of months, but they could also afford new furniture and still have enough to send Coriolanus to university.

Grandma'am spoke first, "No amount-"

Tigris reacted quickly, taking the old woman's hands and gently but forcefully leading her out of the room.

"Yes" Coriolanus spoke up, "It will be sufficient"

Hirudinea almost laughed. It was funny how quick Coriolanus was to sell her body out for the right price.

"You're really willing to do this for Sej and I, Mr. and Mrs. Plinth?" The girl asked, excited.

"We're all going to be family soon, Dinea. It's what we do," Mrs. Plinth gave a warm smile.

"Thank you so much! Sej and I will be eternally grateful for this." She hugged Sejanus, who gladly received her.

Mrs. Plinth continued, "And call me Ma; your little one will be calling you that soon, too."

Hirudinea's smile falters for a millisecond, and only Coriolanus seems to take notice of it.

It was then that the reality of what had just happened hit him.

He would go to university, Grandma'am would be taken care of, the apartment and taxes wouldn't be a drain, and Tigris would get to focus on herself for once.

By becoming pregnant with Sejanus's child, Hirudinea had saved her family from further ruin.

Coriolanus's anger faded and was replaced by something else,

Respect, maybe?

"Everything will be okay, baby. We're going to be a family," Sejanus whispered to Hirudinea, placing a hand on her stomach.

Strabo lifts his glass,

"A toast, to the expecting parents and to future collaborations between the Snow and Plinth families,…and maybe even to a wedding someday soon?"

Coriolanus hadn't said much before leaving.

He congratulated Hirudinea and Sejanus and gave his cousin one last knowing nod, which she returned.

He stalked off to the car that was called for them; escorting Grandma'am away before she could disown her youngest granddaughter, who, unknown to her, was the family's saving grace.

Tigris lingered, conflicted with her emotions.

"Dinea," she called to her little sister who stood at her side near the car, "You know... I saw you a few months ago with the needle and the you-know-whats"

'Shit, how didn't I notice her? That fucking door!"

Hirudinea looked around, making sure the Plinths were far away.

"I don't know what you're talking about, sis," Hirudinea denied.

"I just don't understand why you did this."

The mother-to-be didn't like that one bit; how could her sister be confused about her motives?

"Isn't it obvious, Tigris? I wanted to do what you and Corio do. I wanted to help the family for once instead of always just taking."

"By attaching yourself to these nice people and using them? This isn't the way to do it—"

"So it's okay when you open your legs for a loaf of bread, but it's wrong when I do it to ensure our future?"

Hirudinea never liked hurting Tigris, but she was cornered.

She was always a bad sport.

"That's not— I just—Is it at least his baby?"

Tigris felt the need to ask. If her little sister could force a baby onto Sejanus, then what else could she do?

"Whatever baby I have will be Sejanus's child," Hirudinea stated.

That told Tigris everything she needed to know.

Her sister was fully content to use the poor boy to any end.

"Dinea," Sejanus said, walking up to them.

Hirudinea gave Tigris a look that said 'keep what you know to yourself,' before turning to smile at her boyfriend lovingly.

"It's been a long night; you should get some rest," Sejanus said with a big smile.

He'd been overjoyed since his father brought up marriage and she had to hold herself back from rolling her eyes.

She had no intention of tying herself to the Plinth's any further than with the baby.

"Yes, you're right, darling. I do feel a bit worn out. It must be the baby."

Sejanus placed a kiss on her lips. It was gentle and reminded Hirudinea of the one they shared when he'd walked her home that night, not so long ago.

Tigris sadly said her goodbyes and rushed to the vehicle.

As the car drove away, Tigris looked back one more time as Sejanus and Hirudinea walked past the doorway of the house.

The scene before her was of a boy head-over-heels in love with his pregnant girlfriend and the leech that would drain him without a second thought.

"I love you" Sejanus told his girlfriend tenderly as they headed for his bedroom, she was familiar with the route at this point.

A room had been prepared for her, but it was just out of courtesy, as Mr and Mrs Plinth knew the couple would be sleeping in the same bed. It didn’t matter anyhow, their son had already gotten her pregnant.

Hirudinea looked around at the gaudy splendour of the Plinth home and all the things she would enjoy from now on; all the things her child may one day inherit if she plays her cards right.

She would have to redecorate eventually, but for now she was content.

Feeling euphoric, as she had accomplished her goals, for the first time Hirudinea said words she never in her life thought she would:

"I love you too, Sejanus"

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