Johanna's POV
Katniss knows how Gale and I live together, she isn't surprised. I'm too mentally unstable to live alone. Katniss is however surprised when I tell her that we've kissed. It happened only once though. I see jealousy burn over her face, which is absolutely stupid. She's the one who chose to be with bread boy, she left Gale. She cut him out of her life; she has no reason to be jealous.
Gale and I are two people that have been broken beyond repair, wounded with no chance of healing. But we have each other, don't we? We are the light in each other's life, well; at least he is in mine. We make each other not miserable, isn't that the way it should be? Katniss doesn't deserve Gale, for she didn't take him when she had her chance.
He helps me hold onto my sanity. I help him hold onto his.
I tell Gale that he should stop chasing her, because she's not smart enough to come back. We see her and Peeta on TV still; they've got those two kids.
Don't they look happy.
I hear him sigh, and I can't help but feel jealous. He still loves her. Doesn't he?
"Do you still love her?" I ask, in the calmest voice I think I've ever used.
"I don't know." He answers.
"Well it would be a real shame if you did. You're too good for her, gorgeous."
He smiles, and that makes me happy.
"Thanks." He says, a laugh stringing onto his words.
"I think you're smart enough to figure out how much I like you." I say, hoping he'll realize that by like I mean love.
"What do you mean by like?" he asks softly. I guess he doesn't.
"I mean I love you."
"I'm pretty sure I love you too, you know." Then he just leans over and kisses me.
I'm glad he's finally happy. The Girl on Fire doesn't have to be the only girl that he will ever love.