I watched in horror as the knife went through Peeta's body. I tried to scream, but wasn't able to let out a sound. But before I could finally react, Peeta's body layed motionless on the cold floor.

I gaped, not able to comprehend what just happened. The laugh of President Snow filled my ears, that horrible cold laugh of his. before I had any idea of what I was doing, I pulled out my dagger and ran towards President Snow, with only one word floating in my head; revenge. His guards tried to stop me, but I knew that after what I just saw, nothing will come in my way. I struggled against their grasps and stabbed my blade right into his heart. I quickly kneeled to the ground, trying to ignore the thought of Peeta gone, dead. I pulled the blood – covered knife out of his chest. But I knew that I was too late.

I ran out of the building, trying to find my way to Gale, and found him seated on the bench, looking down.

"Ga-" I started, but he gently put his warm hand over my mouth, and said the words I thought I would never hear from him "Katniss, I loved you. But, after seeing all those 'fake' kisses with you and Peeta, I wasn't able to take it anymore. Everytime I looked at the t.v., I knew none of it was phony . You seemed to not think of me. Which is why I…" It seemed as if he had to struggle to say the last words, "I…can't be with you."

I stared at him, as if he was insane. "Gale! No!"

He stood up, not able to look me straight in the eye, and walked off without looking back. I felt a sudden tear go down my cheek, and quickly wiped it off, not wanting him to see my true feeling. I watched as he walked to Madge, who saw everything that had just happened, and felt my face go pale as he pressed his shameless lips against hers . I stood there for about 5 minutes, watching them walk away, with his fingers intertwined within hers. He seemed to not notice me there anymore.

At that moment right there, I knew I had made a big mistake. My whole life in the Games, I had not thought about Gale one bit. I was selfish, only thought of myself. only thought of me and Peeta being together. I remembered when I had turned my back on Gale in the woods, when I wasn't thinking about what I was doing. Just about me and Peeta, no one else. And now, Gale doesn't need me or want me. Now he has Madge. I was lost, and I still am.