NOTE: THIS IS SORT OF A ONE-SHOT? BUT TELL ME IF YOU WANT IT TO BECOME A STORY, I HAVE SOME IDEAS AHEAD.
"Katniss we did it! We did it!" Peeta Mellark shouts. I don't smile. Because unlike Peeta Im sure the Capitol will make another announcement. "You don't look happy. Katniss. Whats wrong?"
"Nothing," I stutter, "I-I-I-" before I was able to finish my sentence, the announcer tells us some terrible news.
"Due to proplems we have decided that only 1 winner will take home the crown of the seventy-fourth annual Hunger Games. Goodbye."
"Thats why Im not happy," I say, "they where never going to let 2 people win. We have to kill eachother."
Peeta looks at me in disbelief, "I cant believe this."
I drop my bow and arrow, it makes a plop sound as it hits the water. I look at him, tears streaming down my face. Peeta drops his knife and takes a step back. I pick up his knife thats covered in leaves.
"Kill me." Peeta says dryly. I look up sharply with a what? look. I look scared as Peeta shuts his eyes ready for the knife to be driven through is heart, piercing the skin. I scream. Peeta opens his eyes, staring at me.
I stare at him, I try to speak but nothing but blood spills out. I uncover my heart, my hands messy from blood. I drop to the floor, struggling to breathe. I can't keep my eyes open any longer, I stop breathing...I close into the darkness. Peeta won.