Ripped

by sarahTHG

This is my first story. My uploading of the chapters will be random... I don't own any of the characters, just saying. Rated M just in case...

Peeta.

I sit bolt upright screeching for him. Where is he? What are they doing to him? Why was I saved, not him?

"My name is Katniss Everdeen, I'm 17, from district 12, I was made to go into the Hunger Games, twice, I survived. I'm the cause of the uprisings, the president hates me."

I repeat to myself, stressfully.

I look up to see Gale sitting there, eyes cold, staring me dead in the face with guilt. He doesn't know guilt, having to have one of the people who you care the most for, suddenly ripped from your arms from a fault you didn't know you had caused?

We stare at each other.

"How dare you feel guilty, you have no idea of what I've been through?"

I whisper.

"I've had you taken from me twice, not knowing whether you'd come back."

"It's not the same, not the same, not the same..."

I keep repeating not the same, and without realising what I'm saying begin to screech 'it's not the same' at Gale.

He looks like he's been smacked round the face. Then my hand starts stinging. I'd hit him. One of the only people I hadn't hurt since I had come back.

"I'm sorry." I say gently. He walks out.