Gale
I remember the first time I realized I loved Katniss but that's not
what I want to think about right now all I want to think about is
how she's in love with Peeta, how somehow I knew all a long that
she would pick him but it still hurts. He hasn't been her hunting
partner for years; he's not the one that took care of her family. He
doesn't know Katniss like I do, and it's hard to Imagine that he
could possibly love her as much as I do. She's the only thing I want
and she doesn't want me. My heart aches when I think about all the
times that Katniss and Peeta we're smooching and all of Panem
was hoping that the star crossed lovers could be together .while I
was just letting the hatred build up inside of me. Katniss was
supposed to be mine. We belong together and she is ruining that
over a fake romance that was designed to make the county feel
sorry for them.
I just can't understand. It never was real. Was it?
I try to sleep but all I see behind my closed eyelids is Katniss with
her smooth olive skin, her long dark hair and her soft pink lips. All
I can think about is how much I love her and can't, and I won't live
without her.
The next morning I awake covered in sweat.
Nightmares of Katniss being tortured still fresh in my brain.
I awake with the sound of her screams still fresh in my ears. I can't
tell if it was something my mind had created or if it was something
that really happened. I feel sick to my stomach and the last thing I
think before I fall back asleep is, Katniss...