My last breath
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Hi everyone, this is
Chapter 1 My Last Breath of Broken Heartbeat, Mend My Love
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The overhead voice rang out again.
"This year, we have two winners…"
Peeta and I looked at each other, before his eyes widened as mine drooped. He caught me under my waist as I fell backwards.
"Katniss!" he screeched, one arm around my waist, and one on the side of my face, his thumb burning on my cheek. Our past conversation rang out in my head.
"These berries will kill you before they even hit your stomach…"
Peeta dragged me to the water and splashed my face with it. With all the strength I had left, I looked at him, and I shook my head, confirming what he thought. It was no use. I took his hand into my own and squeezed it. I brought it to my lips, and kissed his shaking fingers, before placing his hand onto my heart. I sighed as he sank to the ground, not taking his eyes off of mine for one second. I moved my mouth, not able to make a sound loud enough. But he leaned forward, prompting me to try again.
"Can you feel my heart Peeta?" I whispered. He looked at me and I realized that his blue eyes were glistening with tears.
"It's beating so fast."
He brought his head down so it was buried in my shoulder, and then I felt his breath on my ear.
"Katniss, I'm sorry. I'm so so sorry. It wouldn't have happened if I just died and… I… love you." When he said this, I felt millions of butterflies in my stomach. At first, I always thought that me and Peeta were just pretending- we weren't really a 'we'. But, now I was much more sure of what I felt. He pulled back, biting his lip and looking at me with a hopeful, yet failed look in his eyes. Then I saw how he looked different. He looked like he was glowing. All of my encounters of Peeta flashed my in that second- the first time I met him when he gave me the bread, the time that I caught him staring, the start of the hunger games, the confessions…
"I know Peeta. I love you too." I whispered back to him, for the first time, being fully truthful. He scanned my eyes, searching for the hint of the lie. The flicker of doubt that was telling him that this was only for the cameras. But he didn't find it. I shook my head, and smiled slightly, taking his flushed face into my hands. I kissed him and looked him in his bright blue eyes.
"This is real love Peeta." I took his hand, and put it onto my heart again, before repeating myself.
"This is real love."
"This is real love…" I whispered a third time, before letting out my last breath.
