On my last story, Speak Now, I had some people ask me if I could do a sequel. Here it is! It's an idea I got from listening to White Horse by Taylor Swift. Hope you enjoy!


There are some nights when I don't think I can go on, without Prim. And you know? I didn't think it would be this way. Me with Peeta. I always thought I would be with Gale. But the bombs that killed her... I just don't think the Capitol could've stolen Gale's idea that fast. I'm walking past the place where our house used to be. Not our new one, but the one in the Seam. A bush of Primroses have grown over it. How appropriate, I think. Today, Peeta is at the bakery, so I have the day to myself. I go to the woods, my place of refuge. I go to mine and Gale's meeting place, and I'm startled when I see it's occupied. I remain hidden in the bush. I can't figure out who it is, since his back is to me. I step out and look at him. He heard me, because he turns around. "Katniss-" He starts. "Gale? What are you doing here?"

"I-I had a weekend off and I decided to come up here. Come here," he says. "No," I say. "Come on Katniss," he says, more forcefully. "NO," I say. He gets up and that's when I bolt. The tears are coming out so fast I can't see where I'm going. I don't care where, or how loud I am. I just need to get away. I get to a small clearing that is hidden by a clump of trees. I sit down and try to silence my tears. He comes close, but he doesn't find where I am. I am exhausted. Emotionally and physically. I head back up to where I'm assuming the rock is. I get there, and Gale's gone. Good, I think to myself. But I feel myself longing for his company. Maybe there will always be a part of me that loves him.

When I get back to my house, I go to the kitchen to make lunch. While making a sandwich, the phone rings. "Hello?" I say. "Katniss I am really sorry, but there isn't any way of knowing that it was my bomb..." I walk back and forth, thinking about how it was more of an excuse than an apology. "How did you get my number?" I ask through clenched teeth. Lightning strikes outside and it starts raining. "That's not important," he says. "What is is that I love you. Will you come back?" "Gale," I say, "I have been barely holding on. I take it day by day, because I don't know how to survive now that she's gone!" I feel the tears wanting to make a reappearance. I slide my back down the wall until I am sitting on the floor.

"I should've known that she wouldn't be safe," I whisper, more to myself than Gale. "What?" he says. "Nothing," I say. "Katniss, did you ever love me?" he asks. "Yes. I think I did," I say. "Then why didn't you stay with me?" he asks. "No Gale," I answer. "It was YOU who left ME. in my time of need. I had just lost my sister, and what do you do? Be a coward and hide in District 2. Because, because..." The realization hits me. "Because you knew they were your bombs."

"No! I mean yes, but I didn't know it when they dropped them. Katniss!" He yells. "Quit making this confusing!" "NO!" I shout. "I'M NOT MAKING THIS CONFUSING, YOU'RE MAKING IT CRYSTAL CLEAR! I DIDN'T THINK I'D HAVE TO FIGHT TO HAVE A VOICE IN THIS CONVERSATION, BUT APPARENTLY I DO!" I gasp for air. "And you could've at least called," I hiccupped. He stays silent for a minute, then he's all kindness. "I'm sorry Katniss. I am. But you can't change the past." I almost believe he is sorry. Almost. Stop being so naïve, Katniss! I think, angrily. "But you can change the future," I say. "And I've changed mine many times." "But Katniss, you're the one for me," he says.

"No. I'm not the one you'll carry into your house, I'm not the girl that you will save." I say. "Please! Please give me another chance!" he says, so much pleading in his voice. I calm down. "Gale, you'll find a girl. She'll be right for you. I already found mine. He treats me well," I say. "Katniss, you're making a mistake," he says, anger creeping back into his voice. "No. No I'm not," I say. Them I slam the phone back onto the receiver.

I look out the window. It is still raining heavily. Thunder shakes the house. I go back to making my lunch. You know, I just changed my future again, I think to myself.


Well I know it's not as good as the first one, but I hope you liked it! Review and tell me other songs I can write about and continue doing songfics!