OK, so this is the first fanfiction I have done for The Hunger Games EVER, So please bear with me. I know its really short at the moment but I am going to add longer chapters don't worry. Please review and whatnot. I really hope you enjoy! READ ON! 3
It was cold, but then again it always was in the Seam. Everyday I woke up, I would be shivering, and then the burden of my family would hit me. Everyday. Wake up. Hunt. Eat. Sleep. But at least there was Katniss. The only thing that kept me going through the harsh winters and sweltering summers. The days that lingered on pointlessly, but I was happy. I was happy with Katniss. My best friend, we always were.
I was always so scared for Katniss, she was so strong but there was something about her that put me on edge. Something about the way she protected everybody but herself. She didn't need protecting I know but I just felt like it was what I needed to do. Because I loved her. We would go into the forest every day at dawn, even on the days of the reaping, especially on the days of the reaping, to give each other the support that we so openly needed.
"There are 24 of us Gale, only 1 comes out" That's what she said to me, But I knew, I knew that she would be the one to come out. Just not with HIM. Never did it imagine him to come out with her, but he did and he took her away. No matter how resilient she was he just kept coming back. And then me, the cousin. The old friend that was no longer needed. Like an old toy. That's me.
Peeta Mellark, those words still sting. The boy with the Bread, The boy who was on fire, Katniss and Peeta. I had seen the way he looked at her, I knew there where feelings, but when his name was called out at the Reaping, I was strangely relieved. It was a sick way of having Katniss to myself. I wasn't even worried about her, in the arena. She was a Hunter, not a Killer, but I knew what she was capable of.