Evening has begun to fall and as the birds sing their last few songs of the day, the anthem is played. No deaths today. That can only mean in a short amount of time the Gammemakers will be devising some plan to get us all together. The audience must not get bored.
As I lay here in the mud bank, I let my mind wonder to Katniss, hoping, preying, shes still alive. I hope she knows I did everything in my power to save her although that day under the trackerjacker tree she looked as if she had just been stabbed in the back. Surely by now at least she knows I would never even lay one finger on her. My joining up with the careers was a move to save her life not to slaughter her. But I know thats not what she saw, the pain in her eyes when they met mine, they only locked briefly but still managed to scream everything at me that her lips could not. Shaming me, calling me a traitor. No. She must know by now at least that I did it to preserve her life because anyone can see Katniss should be the one to make it home and I will do everything I can to make that happen. Besides I told Katniss how I feel about her, although Haymitch made her see it all as an act. Now she'll never know, Never know that I do love her, that as long as Katniss lives, so do I. If she ever was to die it would bring my world tumbling down, I wouldnt know what to do without her.
Trumpets begin to blare bringing me to my senses and Cladius Templesmith's voice booms down into our 'slaughter house'.
"Congratulations, to our six remaining tributes. There has been a rule change. If the two tributes from the same district are still alive at the end of the games they will both be declared victors. So if the two tributes from the same district are still alive, I suggest that you join up immediatley if you have not already! Good luck, and may the odds be ever in your favour."
"Katniss..." I whisper
Me and Katniss can win this thing yet! We can go home together! And I still stand of chance of telling Katniss of my love for her.
But how can I know she'll come searching for me? She thinks I've betrayed her so why would she? Even if she did with my injuries, I'll only slow her down, plus I dont think I've much time left. Since my fight with Cato my condition has deteriorated. Rapidly. I cant withstand any amount of pressure on my leg, its clearly infected, I havent eaten or even felt hungry in days and I havent been drinking much as I can not move to reach the stream. This bank is likely to become my resting place if Katniss doesnt come.
It would probably be best if she left me here to die, she'll stand a better chance of surviving without me. I'll only slow her down, teaming with me would be likely to be a fatal move. But a weaker less nobler side of me wants Katniss to come, to find me, to comfort me in the last few days of whats left of my life.
Tears begin to roll down my cheek as the news really begins to sink in, and then a smile blossoms on my lips because although I do no want her to come, me and Katniss can be together, we can both live!
I feel for sure the camera's are now alternating shots of me and Katniss. I wonder how she has reacted. Has she begun searching for me or waved off the offer? Well if she is going to search for me I know shes smart enough to wait until daylight is on her side.
The birds have finished their final songs and a cool breeze picks up, and I can sense that, somewhere, Cato is taking out his fury of the news on some unfortunate career tribute.
I let myself drift to sleep with the thought of me and Katniss together and the knowledge of her safety, Why else would they have made the rule change? We would be the only people it benefits apart from Cato and Clove, but they are already working together.
