disclaimer: Hunger Games was written by Suzanne Collins
What if they did rescue Peeta instead of Katniss out of the Catching Fire arena?
My days are so bleak without her. Not only do I miss her, but I know she's in grave danger. Dead. Katniss dead. The idea scares me so much that I curl up in a little ball in the middle of the hallway. No one questions my insanity, they know how much she meant to me. Means not meant! She's not gone. Yet.
Haymitch said it's what she asked for. What about me? Do my opinions no longer matter? It's not Haymitch's fault. I have the Capitol to blame. THEY are the ones putting Katniss in danger. THEY are the ones I'm rebelling against. I may not be the mockingjay, but I can still try to incite a rebellion.
I stand up carefully and hobble towards the filming room. I'll have to ask the doctor's to look at my leg, it's starting to bother me again. I walk in to see Cynthia waiting for me. Her hands are empty: no script.
"Alright Peeta. No offense, but I wanted the Mockingjay. Plus, all of Panem knows about the strong talented girl who dared defy the capitol. But what about you? Are you simply the likable lover boy?"
For some reason her description of me is aggravating, as if I'm weak, like I need Katniss' protection. She has saved my life several times, but I've also saved hers. Luckily I'm able to hide these emotions from showing on my face and simply shrug.
"Tell me why you love Katniss." Cynthia prompts. I see a camera crew suddenly appear behind her, as if that was their cue.
"She's so strong. She can stand up for herself and support her family. She's also beautiful, naturally beautifully. She doesn't need makeup to look perfect. And I'm sure you've seen her with a bow and arrow? She's so talented… and she doesn't even realize it. She's humble about how perfect she is and she has a kind side to her tough girl image." My expression softens. "The way she loves her sister… how she tried to protect Rue… And how sincere and sweet it is whenever she says she loves me." Cynthia looks impressed. I don't care what she thinks. I just want Katniss. "And I'm going to save her. I don't care if I have to march to the Capitol by myself to get her back. People call us the star-crossed lovers. I'm going to live up to the title. I'd travel to stars and back to get her." I finish strongly as silent tears drip down my face.
"That was beautiful." Cynthia whispers. I notice that the camera is still on. I don't care. I want to prove that I'm not weak.
"It's true. It's all true." I pause to let it sink in. "Katniss isn't the only person capable of saving a life."
AN: I know it's sorta romancy and uneventful so far, but I swear it'll get better. Please review!