"PEETA" I screamed in my sleep.

Peeta woke me in the middle of the night because I was screaming.

"Katniss! If you aren't quiet they will hear you!"

"I'm sorry... I had a bad dream" I said feeling the sweat drip off my chin and into my blood stained lap. This is what happens when the female tribute from district 8 decides to try and eat your last ration of food you have. You have someone slit her throat on your lap as you pretend to play dead. Peeta's camouflage technique intricate. Actually made me look like I had my throat slit.

I went back to bed in the warm embrace of Peeta, hearing the sounds of the mockingjays whistle Rue and I's song. How I miss her so. Her petite little body, her smooth skin. I started to choke up, thinking about her dying in my arms was so sorrowful. These thoughts eventually made me think of Rue being Prim. And if Prim died in my arms, I couldn't go on. My mother might even off herself.

"Deep in the meadow" I start to sing, Peeta nuzzling my neck. I didn't finish and I finally fell asleep.

I woke in the morning to loud thunder. YAY! A storm really throws off the scents! I may actually be able to catch a deer or some other animal who could be scrounging for small morsels in the deep recesses of the woods.

I walked outside of our enclosed cave and got the beautiful scent of pine and river water fill my nose and play games in my head. I spun around and laughed only to be grabbed by a huge hand over the mouth and stricken upside the head. I blacked out instantly, my last sight was Peeta punching Cato in the face.

I awoke next to huge crates and a still passed out Peeta. In front of me was Glimmer. What a bitch. Her snobby smile and long blonde hair made me sick. She seems to fake. To poised and prodded.

"Hey, bitch" she smiled when I woke.

"Hi, what the hell do you want?" I said after spitting in her face.

I watched her wipe the huge wad of spit of her nose and smile.

"You're lucky my mother taught me how to be a lady. Unlike your family of pigs. With your brat of a sister. Hope she's sucking dick to get grain for your worthless mother. Oh. I have a question. How's your dad? I heard they found his finger?" Glimmer went on.

"Oh, they're fine. By the way, at least we know hunt!" I said while slowly untying the pitiful knot tying me. Bet you she did this dumb mess. "By the way, where is Cato and your band of brutes?"

"Hunting with your bow" she said as I finally untied the knot. There was a knife seriously right behind me. How retarded can this District One chick get?

"Oh really? Hear any canons while I was out"

"No... things have been pretty quiet. But when Cato comes back, they won't be"

"I think sooner" I replied calmly but in a very dark manner.

"Really?" she said confused.

"YEAH!" I said jumping up with the knife in hand trampling her down as I pinned my knees on her shoulders. She was unable to move.

"This is for my family"

I carved the name Everdeen in her forehead before stabbing her 17 times in the chest.

"Peeta" I said shaking him violently.

"Wha?" he said quietly.

"We need to go and we need to go now!"

The cannon sounded as I grabbed Peeta and sprinted toward the forest. We heard a rustling above us. It was the ship to pick up Glimmer. For some reason I couldn't see anything but red and everything smelled like blood. We continued to run until we found our rock. It was still untouched. All our supplies were still in it. These careers are dumber than the world thought. I put everything in my bag and exited the rock when I found an arrow straight pointed at my forehead.

"Hi, Cato" I said nervously.

"Hello, Everdeen" Cato said as he lowered the bow.

"I'm letting my guard down because I know you won't try anything, unless you want Thresh to snap your neck" he said pointing at the extremely large man putting his arms around my neck.

"I saw the art project you did to Glimmer before she was lifted into the Capitol's air ships. Very poetic. But not good enough. Not enough pop to wow the Capitol fakes."

"YEAH! AND WHAT DO YOU HAVE, STUPID BASTARD" I replied in a fit of anger. Thresh gripped tighter.

"This" He turned to Peeta and slipped a small pill into his already knocked out body.

" Rohypnol was a very powerful drug in the old world. My sponsors where just so generous to give me enough to sedate your little boyfriend here"

"What?"

"I'm going to do something very, very, scary. Unless you want to be scarred... close your eyes"

He undressed himself and Peeta and kissed Peeta on the mouth. I was so confused and scared. What was he doing that they were both naked. Cato wasn't like that was he? He slowly touched Peeta and kissed him more. He lowered his mouth towards his chest and down to his genitals. He put them in his mouth and started moving up and down.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!" I screamed but Thresh gripped and blocked my airways. He lifted his head enough to say "Fucking"

He then lifted the already erect penis of Peeta and played with the tip. WHAT THE HELL WAS THIS? He twirled it in his mouth and got his spit all over his genitals and lower body. He twirled the tip of his penis with his tongue and started rubbing it. I had never seen such awful display of amusement on a male or female in my entire life. This was sick, disturbing. He then put Peeta's penis in his anus and started to make Peeta thrust fast.

"Pretend to faint" Thresh whispered in my ear. I was too scarred to not listen so I did it.

"YOU BAFOON!" Cato screamed and got up. He walked over to Thresh and slapped him. I told you to make her watch..."

"FOR RUE!" He screamed as he stuck a 10 foot spear in Cato's stomach. He then stabbed him repeatedly over and over again.

I dressed Peeta and had Thresh help me carry him to a safe covering. In the time it took us to leave the area and get to shelter, Thresh let me know that 3 people are still alive other than us. The female from 2, and the male and female from 6. I also learned the Cato has had really bad hallucinations. He one time thought that President Snow was going to try and kill Peeta and I in the next Hunger Games. I also learned that they were intervening our sponsors gifts, like food and water.

"Thresh... why did you help me again?"

"Because, it's not right to kill your family" he said.

"But if you want to kill me, I don't want to live after this, you should. It would be my honor"

"Thresh..."

"Katniss..."

He handed me the knife with an extreme point. The sharpness of the blade was meticulous and there were slots so it would kill them when it was pulled out.

"I can't"

"But you have to, my people won't be mad. District 11 welcomes you with open arms"

He lied down and closed his eyes.

"See you in heaven, Rue" his final words were.

I closed my eyes, not caring about the tears slowly landing on his face, mixing with the tears that he was producing himself. He gripped his hands and loosened his face. In a ceremonial way. I put the knife up to his neck and quickly sliced as I screamed in sadness. I can't believe I killed Thresh. The only thing I can do is cry. I can't go on with this. I can't believe this.

I woke Peeta up as the cannon sounded.

"Peeta we need to go, now!" I said.

He woke up and was so confused.

"What in all hell happened"

"I'll explain later" as we darted through the forest. We got to a quiet area when we heard the foot steps. It was all the three left tributes, against me and a half sedated Peeta. I feel hopeless. I grabbed my bow and shot an arrow at the one male. And pointed it at the female from two when she threw a knife at my arm and it stuck. I screamed in agony as I collapsed and pinned me. She grabbed the knife and started slicing my pulling arm.

"Hey, hope you like what you did to Glimmer. FEEL HER PAIN"

She started carving a two into my forehead when Peeta came behind her.

"GET OFF MY GIRLFRIEND YOU BITCH" He said slamming a 100 pound rock onto her back breaking her spine in every place he could. He then ripped open her shirt exposing her breast. He grabbed the knife and started slicing her flesh until the blood was everywhere. He picked the rock back up and slammed it onto her face until it was like soup. I saw the Tracker Jacker sting in his neck. The chemicals from the drug Cato gave him must have reacted with the venom. I saw the green pustular scar seeping blood and pus and it popped like a bag of water from the market. I scrounged in my bag for the medicine for the venom when I realized the other tribute disappeared. To be continued...