Cato
I was the devil in her eyes. She would look at me and see all the people I've killed, all the families I've broken.
The first day I saw her in training, I knew she was different, not like the others. She was strong. She was independent. She was special. I mistook my awe with intimidation. When I found her alone that night in the training center on the last night, I wanted to scare her. To prove to myself that I could take whatever the games threw at me. I was wrong. When she bested me at my own game, I mad it my mission to kill the people she loved, I would beat her. She was nothing but a threat to me.
I knew in the end she would kill me, that's how it would go. In some dark, hidden place, I felt that I didn't want to win. I wanted the good one to win. I wasn't the bad guy.
When I slit Peeta's throat, everything left me. I saw the love in her eyes as she watched him fall to his death. I had lost everything. Instead of the epic fight I had imagined with us, I fell. I gave up and I knew she would win. I had turned myself into the bad guy.
We shared a few days actually talking before she came to her conclusion. In those blissful days, she saw the real me. She saw the fact that I didn't want to win at her expense, or anyone's for that matter.
When she swallowed the berries, I felt like I was losing everything again. I wanted to share her fate; I couldn't live in this world without her. She fell to the ground and I screamed before I fell with her. I awoke in the helicopter on the ride back to the Capitol.
The doctors had gotten a serum to me just in time. They had given it to her, but she didn't wake up. I stayed by her bed for three days, refusing food and water. I just sat with her, talking to her. I apologized to her for everything that I had ever done. I told her if she woke up she would never have to deal with me ever again.
On the middle of the third day, she stirred and I stood up and hovered over her. She moaned and her eyebrows knot together. She opened her eyes and squinted at the light above us.
"Katniss?" I asked her. "Are you okay, please tell me you are alright!" She looked through me, almost as if I wasn't there.
"Peeta?" She mumbled, "What's going on?" She tried to move her head to look around her.
"Katniss? It's me. Cato." I said, reaching up to touch her face. Her eyes registered and looked at me. I smiled down at her.
She screamed.