Hi everyone! This is my very first fanfic EVER! I am sooo exited to finally post it, because I had to wait 2 days before I could post a story because of spam or something. So please, please, please,please,please leave a review for me! I will update every Friday but some weeks I may not make the dedline but hopefully I wil warn you before this happens. So just to let everyone know this takes place right after Catching Fire. So yeah Read, Review, Please at least give it a chance.
Disclaimer- I do not own The Hunger Games *cries* or Catching Fire *cries again*. All rights go to Suzanne Collins
I Need Him Back
Here it is. I remember the last time I was there. Warm and welcome, now it's all ash. This is my home, but it is gone and I will never get it back. I think of all the people the Capitol killed, Greasy Sae, Mr. Undersee, even Madge.
"Time to go, Katniss," I hear Gale say. Then I realize I am crying. He opens his arms and I embrace him. He smells of wood smoke, just like right after the reaping in the Justice Building. I remember that day like it was yesterday. When Prim's name was called and I had to step up. Prim. Just thinking of her makes me cry more. Even though I know she is not dead, the thought of her being hurt during this rebellion brings tears to my eyes.
After about 5 minutes, we are called back to the helicopter, but I can't help but take one last look at my home, I will probably be dead before I ever get to see it again. District 12.
I go back to my room, and zone everything out. All I think about is District 12, all the great people who are all dead now. For a second I even think of Buttercup who was also killed.
Sooner or later I fall asleep.
"Peeta, Peeta, where are you," I say. I keep running after something but I don't know what. Only then do I realize I'm back in the Quarter Quill, and I am running after Peeta. I am still running when I think I run into a rock, but it has blue eyes. "Peeta," I say, very relieved. "Katniss I lo…" I hear him say in a really choked voice." You what." Then cannon goes off. I drag him out of the leaves and mud. I check his pulse, but there is none.
I wake up screaming. But tonight there is no one to comfort me, no one to hold me like Peeta did.
I need him back.
Thanks sooo much for reading this. I know this is kinda short but the chapters will get longer. Please Review. I want alot of constructive critisism. So please tell me ways I can enhance this story. Thanks again! Adios till next week
