Hey my peeps. This is just a little one-shot I thought up when I saw the video for the song "I knew you were trouble" by Taylor Swift. I simply loved the spoken part in the beginning and had to write about it. Since this concept doesn't exactly fit with the words, some lines may be changed.

Disclaimer: I do not own anything from the song "I knew you were trouble" by Taylor Swift including song lyrics, and the spoken part at the beginning of the actual video.

WARNING: If you are not comfortable with talk of physical abuse and rape please DO NOT READ this story. Also don't read if you're not comfortable with cursing. This story is much darker than my former writing and I want to give my readers a heads up.

YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED…

Katniss's POV

I smooth out my dress as I wait for Caesar to call my name. I simply know he's going to ask about my break up with Gale. Haymitch doesn't want the public to know that he broke up with me. Says that "He thinks you're worthless, they will too." I honestly don't give a rat's ass. I would rather give up all my money, the fancy clothes and cars that come with being one of the most famous singers in all of Panem, for once chance to tell the truth. To tell them I never loved him. That he beat me constantly, called be a slut and a bitch and claimed me unworthy of his love yet he raped me every night. Forced me to have his son, Orion, who although I love more than anything, I can barely stand to look at. When all of this is over I just want to go back home to District 12. Find love in the baker's son in peace although I have doubts he'll ever love me again. I'm brought out of my trance by the call of my name.

"Katniss Everdeen, the Girl on Fire!" Caesar shouts as those Capitol bitches and whores clap for me.

I put on a smile and walk on stage as Caesar greets me. He kisses my cheek and I wish I had some bleach to wash my face until it bleeds.

"Hello, Katniss," he says in his way to perky Capitol accent.

"Hello, Caesar," I say sounding confident but a tad bit depressed like my bitchy escort, Effie, taught me. The only reason I tolerate her is because she hates Gale with as much fever as I do. All I have to do know is wait for Caesar to talk about Gale.

"I'm terribly sorry to hear about your break up with Gale"

Wow, that was quick.

"Well it's a shame. He simply wasn't good enough for me and Orion," good, Katniss, good.

"What was your reaction after the break up?" he asks

"I-I was," I look out in the audience and surprisingly see Peeta with Orion in his lap. Our eyes link for the smallest of seconds when I know what to say.

"I think—I think when it's all over it just comes back in flashes, you know? It's like a kaleidoscope of memories between us. I mean, it all comes back. But he never does. I think a part of me knew the second I said I loved him this would happen. It's not anything he said or anything he did, it was the feeling that came with it. And the crazy thing is I don't know if I'm ever gonna feel that way again. I love one minute, entrapped the next. But I don't know which one is the best for me. I knew this world moved too fast and burned too bright. But I just thought, how could someone who looked so much like an angel but be so much like a devil. Maybe he knew that when he saw me. But I think the worst part of it all wasn't losing him.

It was losing me."

I turn straight to the cameras as I say my last words to this cruel games I was forced to play every since I volunteered for my darling sister who ended up dying in the end.

"Because of you, Gale Perseus Hawthorne, I and battered, beaten, and bruised. Now, I am finally free."