"Katniss, I tried!" Finnick Odair comforted me (or at least tried to).

"It's no use, Finnick! I was the one who should have led! I can't change the past." I looked down at a dead Peeta who's beautiful blue eyes stared up into space. I looked hatefully up to the forcefield that had knocked him out.

"BOOM!" the cannon roared. This was it. Peeta Mellark...love of my life...was dead. I was the one who promised myself to keep him alive, and I broke that promise.

I feel the need to do something. Scream something. Kill something. "PEETA!" I scream. My lungs feel like they are about to burst. I don't care if anyone finds me and kills me. I just want a miracle of some sort. A miracle!

Finnick rubs my back, "Katniss...I'm so sorry!" I just stare at the ground in silence. I'm not good at words, especially not now.

Finnick's comforting hand pulls away from my back as I keep staring at the ground. I hear him rustling around a bit, but I'm too scarred to look up. I'm scared that I might meet Peeta's helpless eyes and scream at me, "Katniss, why did you kill me!"

Tears stream out of my eyes, and plummet to the ground. As I wipe away the tears, I hear a familiar voice. It is the sweet voice I never imagined I would hear again. I look up.

"PEETA !" I scream. I wrap my arms around him and kiss him on the lips.

"Hey, Katniss. What did I miss?" I look at him and a tear streams down his face. But he was smiling. I realize it was my tear.

"Don't cry!" He wipes a tear from my face. Once again I feel the softness of his arms wrapping around me. "It's alright, Katniss. I'm here and nothing will happen to you."

"It's not me I'm worried about. Its you! I love you!" It felt cheesey, me saying that, but I didn't want anything more at this moment.

"I love you, too!" He replies in a soft whisper.

I rest my head on his chest.

I open my eyes and a familiar face smiles down at me. Finnick. What did he do to Peeta? Was he the one that saved him?

I focus up at Finnick. "What happened?"

"I couldn't bear to see you cry. I learned a little act in medical school. I had never used it before, and so I thought I would try." He gives me a strong, proud smile.

I don't know what else to do but hug him. As I am hugging him I can't help but whisper in his ear "Thank you, Finnick."

I lay my head back down on Peeta's chest.

I wake up to the sound of the anthem. There are five booms of the cannon. Peeta awakes to the sound of the cannons, too because he sits up and rubs my back.

It shows the five faces. Both of the tributes from district 2, Mags (an old lady who had a special bond with Finnick), one of the girls from district 5, and it shows the face of Peeta Mellark. Peeta?

I jump when I hear his soft voice behind me. "Did I really die?"

I feel a lump the size of a watch forming in my throat. "I don't want to talk about it."

"Why not?"

"Because I can't bear the thought of life without you in district 12 or anywhere else?"

Peeta gives me a weak smile. "I can't either. But what about Gale? Don't you love him?"

Gale. The word echos through my head like a siren. "I-I don't know Peeta!" I splurt out at him.

He must have been offended. But he takes his hand in mine and rubs it. "There's no one I want more than you. But if you love Gale, I understand." He lets go of my hand and walks back to where Finnick is and lays down on the cold, hard ground.

I decide to sleep alone tonight. I'm too mad to even look at Peeta! I have no idea why, but I can't understand why he would even ask that question. He must think I'm the rudest person in the world now. Right now, all I can think about is how much I hate myself and...