I was really bored today so I decided to write a fic about my 2nd favorite pairing! Gale and Katniss! Team Gale all the way!
Gale's POV
I woke up rubbing my eyes. I sat up realizing I fell asleep on a couch. I wondered how I got on a couch. A girl in a white lace dress came over to me. Who was she? The room smelled foul. I smelled traces of alcohol and smoke. I then noticed I wasn't in my own home. My lips opened and I started to ask why I was here but the girl hushed me.
"I'm Colonel Sherman's daughter." She told me. That really cleared it all up… She continued, "You past out last night at training. We tried to wake you but you got knocked out." I touched my throbbing head; I could feel a rising lump. "My dad told me to bring you here." I looked around the room. It was messy, not at all like I would expect Colonel Sherman's home to be.
"Why didn't I go to the infirmary?" I ask her. She smiles. "I knew you would ask that." She then plops down next to me and softly touches my head where it hurts. I am about to push her away but it feels too good.
"My daddy did tell me to bring you there. But I thought you'd be more comfortable in a house." She says. She is leaning closer now so that her shiny reddish hair touches my shoulder. I move a little farther away but she keeps coming.
"Does your father know I'm here?" I ask her. She laughs at my question. "Do you honesty think my daddy would let me bring you to my house?" She starts laughing harder to the point where tears form in her amber eyes. I've come to the conclusion that she's drunk, why else would she be acting this way?
I don't respond. Her head is one my shoulder, now she bursts into tears. I don't exactly know what to do. Comfort her? Push her away? I sit there still and let her finish crying. She touches my face. "I love you Gale!" She screeches. I stand up and she stands up to. She cups her hands on my face, but I'm stronger and pull her hands off, "You don't love me." I say coolly. She laughs again. "You don't remember me do you?" It's my turn to laugh now.
"Sorry but no I don't." With this I head for the door. She cries like a maniac again. I sigh. And tell her that I don't even know who she is.
"Then get to know me." She whispers in my ear. I'm afraid she's going to do something stupid next.
"Well what's your name?" I ask her trying to get her back to normal.
"Dawnelle." She says trying to sound seductive. But in her state it comes out a little like a hungry animal.
"Well Dawnelle it's been my pleasure but I must leave now." I say and she grabs my face and kisses me before I can do anything else.
"You're drunk." I say and I grab the door and shut it in her face. I can't say that kiss wasn't intimidating. Her lips were soft and they tasted like cherries, but other then that she was just a drunken freak. I close my eyes and try to figure where I was. I wasn't yet accustomed to district 2. I've only been here for 3 years. I know parts of it but it was nothing like how I knew 12 like the back of my hand. I wince. Thinking of 12 is painful. Katniss. She crosses my mind now and then, but I can normally shake it off. I wonder if she ever thinks of me and how I am. But I know she dosent. After all she thinks I'm the one that killed Prim. I'm a murderer to her. I killed her sister. But still, I didn't do it on purpose. I was only the one to create the bombs. I close my eyes. Losing Katniss made nothing seem real, everything was a dream.
I finally walk back to my home. Rain opens the door and smiles at me. "I wondered where you were." She says and kisses me, "So did I."
I'm pretty sure I'll do Katniss POV next chapter =)
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