"Why did you murder him, you bitch he was my lover!" I heard a strange, mysterious voice call from behind me. I turned around noticing a girl stood with a gun pointing to my head. Murder? I haven't murdered anybody. "Tell me you whore, why did you sleep with him then murder him? He didn't deserve this!" She now told me, I could feel the hurt and sorrow inside her voice, but what did mean? I'm a virgin and I wouldn't dream of murdering anybody. "You need to get off the heroin Katniss Everdeen! Just because you won the hunger games and earned allot of money, it does not mean you can go and get high, then sleep with random men on the street, then kill them!" Yeah I take heroin but I don't remember anything of the sort. Then I heard a gunshot go off behind me, I turned to see the girl dead on the cold, hard ground. Bullet wound in her head and stomach. "That's what you get for threatening my women, you bitch!" I heard Peeta shout to her, he then dropped the gun and wrapped his arms around me. Wait; did he just say 'my women'? I'm his women am I? Maybe taking heroin was a bad idea after all I don't know what the fucks happening!
Flashback.
"The victors of the 74th annual hunger games!" Ceaser screamed cheerfully at the top of his voice. I still couldn't believe it. Me and Peeta are the victors of the hunger games! Two district twelve victors that never happens. First because there's only to be one victor and second the career tributes usually win!
End flashback.
Aha, now I remember me and Peeta had a little fling inside the arena, nothing serious though. But what was that girl talking about I hadn't killed anyone except from in the hunger games. The heroin must have clogged up my memory I need to get off this shit! All I could think of and see in my mind was the dead girls face covered in blood. She didn't deserve to die, I did. I was the one who murdered her lover and slept with him. What's up with me? It must be the fame and fortune, from the games driven me crazy.
After seven painful months I was finally of the drug, and I was starting to remember everything. Cato I slept with him after the first couple of weeks from taking the drug, and then I murdered him in a brutal way, torture. I can't live with myself! All the pain and sorrow I've caused. A boy that's madly in love with me and he thinks were together. Cos of that the boy that's deeply in love with me murdered the girl, and I brought pain to her heart! That's it I need to die. I got one of the ropes from my room, that I use for my snare traps, wrapped it round my neck and yanked hard till I could no longer breathe. I fell to the ground, my eyes closed and my heart stopped.
This is my short story about the effects on Katniss after winning the hunger games. I was going to make it long, but then I thought I wouldn't because there's not allot to say really. To be entirely honest I only like the first paragraph because it's the most detailed, and it informs you of the story. R&R thanks Keeksx3