I caressed his face and told him, "It's going to be alright. It's almost over…" Tears were streaming down my face to the point where I could barely see his bloodied face.
"Katniss…" he said through the blood in his throat. He coughed horribly.
"Shh… Save your strength, Peeta…"
"Win this, Katniss… Please…."
"I will Peeta! For you, for Prim, for all of District 12! I. Will. Win."
He smiled. "That's my girl…"
With that, he closed his eyes and the ragged rise and fall of his chest completely stopped. The cannon sounded for his death and I cried, draping myself over his body. He was the second and the last ally I was going to lose. I gave him one last kiss on the forehead and ran into the forest sobbing. Why Peeta? I asked myself. Why not me? A flash of Prim and then Rue and last Peeta came into my mind. I was guessing it was fate. If it was, fate sucked.
I wiped the tears that were still present on my face away. It most likely left streaks of dirt and blood. I heard the hovercraft in the distance. I quickly climbed up a nearby tree and watched it fly away with Peeta's body on board. I took a shaky breath.
Cato… Cato had done this to him. I know it was him. Damn his. He made my heart break. He practically tore it out. He probably thinks I'm holding myself up in our cave right now crying. No chance. No fucking chance was I going to let him kill me too. I was going to win this, and if anyone got in my way, I would kill them.