Disclaimer: I do not own the fabulous book The Hunger Games or any of the amazing characters in it.
Preface: Decisions
His eyes met mine. We both knew what was going to happen. My stomach was in knots. Why must the Capitol do this? Force us to kill each other in some pathetic attempt to make a point about their power. Because of something that happened almost eighty years ago!
We're at a stalemate. Similar to the Games only 5 short years ago. But it won't end the same. For two tributes can't both win. Especially when they're from two different districts. One of us needs to die. And to have the other die would be a painful torture.
My vision blurs. I feel the hot tears roll down my face. I run across the clearing to the one person that matters most to me. He envelops me in his arms. I look up into his amber eyes and see that he too, has been crying. How things have changed over these past weeks. We both had our names pulled from the Reaping balls. We both had our families hurt, begging us to come back home. We both were sent to the Capitol, where we were both stuck in this arena to fight to the death.
I wish I didn't let my feelings overrule me. If only I followed my mentor's instructions, then I wouldn't be in this mess. But I chose my own path and, in the end, more people got hurt.
"Don't leave me," was all I managed to get out. I sound so lost, so desperate. But then again, I am. He can't leave me once we just started.
He didn't say anything. We both knew that if it were to come to this, he would die for me.
He bent down and our lips met. The kiss wasn't fierce, like I was used to. It was soft and gentle. Our final goodbye to each other. It was too soon when it ended. Oh how I wish the kiss lasted a little longer. I wish so much lately, I don't know what I really want. But then I realized.
I want us to be together.
Him and me. Side by side. Forever.
But that will never happen. Not while we are part of the Games. Not while we still stand, alive, in this arena. Not while the Capitol still rules over us.
He let go of me and started walking towards the forest edge. He reached into the bushes. Something reflected the light. A knife. He raises it to his heart, and in his eyes, you can see how much it pains him. To end his life for another tribute.
"I'll always be with you," he says right before the knife pierces his skin.
I scream.
Sorry guys. I'm trying to get out the next chapter as fast as possible. And my great friend told me that there IS a difference between prologue and preface...darn dictionary! So that's the only thing that's changed. I'll will to get the next chapter out today or tomorrow. ~X (Connected2Fire)