The Fight
Disclaimer: I do not own the Hunger Games and not any one of the characters mentioned in this story. All rights go to Suzanne Colins.
I sit on my bed, writing about what I had been feeling after the fight. It had been a month yesterday since everything came crashing down. I have to stop writing after each feeling was written, by a different flashback of that day. As soon as the flashback were over, I throw my notebook across the room, hitting my door. I feel tears starting to slowly stream out my eyes and suddenly, I am sobbing uncontrollably. I slowly let my head hit my pillow. Why did I have to be so stupid? Why didn't I stop you from leaving? I wish that I never let you go.
It started off like any other day. As soon as I had woken up, I smelt the scent of freshly baked bread and I knew you were here waiting for me downstairs. There was a bounce in my step as I came down to greet you. You are facing the opposite way, looking at the dark clouds outside; I admired your toned arms and the way your blonde, wavy hair fell in front of your eyes. I sneak up behind you and wrap my small arms around you. You turned around, looking happy to see me. I saw the way your eyes glew when we shared that morning kiss. We sat down together, sitting the breakfast you had prepared when Greasy Sae walked in. She gave me a letter with a stony expression on her face. I opened it and as soon as I read what it contained and saw that you had read it as well, I knew nothing would be the same again. You asked me if it meant anything to me but I couldn't answer you. You stared into my eyes looking for an answer but I looked away. You kept asking me if any of it was real between us; I tried to answer. You kept getting angry and soon, I exploded too. After a while, it had started raining, and when you left me there, crying on the floor.
That was the last time I saw you. I regret every single moment of it. I wish I could go back, but I can't. I fall into a dream where you have left me forever. When I wake from the nightmare, I feel your warm, safe arms around me and know that you are here and this is where I belong. I tell you softly that I am only yours and that I am sorry. I feel your lips on mine and it's like I'm home. That was your answer. We both drift off with each other together, forever.