I've always wondered what would have happened if Peeta died in the Quarter Quell. So hear it is(it's not that good….)
I press my ear against his chest, the spot where I always rest my head, where I know I will hear the strong and steady beat of his heart, Instead, I find silence.
He's dead. He's dead. Peeta's dead. My friend, my lover, my confident. You could live a thousand lifetimes and never deserve him. Haymitch's words repeat again and again. You could live a thousand lifetimes and never deserve him. The noises of the jungle disappear as I lay on the ground sobbing my heart out. He's never coming back, he's gone because of Snow. This is all Snow's fault and as I realize this my sadness, my loss turns to anger, I will win again, I will win for Peeta. And my first task when I leave this arena will be to kill Snow. I will kill him. I will be killed for my action, for killing him, but I no longer care. The girl on fire's last task will be to kill him. To kill Snow.
Finnick's voice startles me through the jungle. "I'm sorry Katniss. I'm so sorry." I look at Finnick through my tear stained face "I'm sorry."I say. "Why are you apologizing ….." Finnick stops in time to see the arrow sticking out of his stomach before he falls over, dead.
