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Chapter 3

(Gale's POV)

I couldn't believe it. It all had happened so fast. I volunteered for that boy, Peeta Mellark, and then they rush my sorry little butt into this room so my family and friends can visit me. Of course my family comes in. They're all sobbing except for little Posy, who's too young to understand the severity of the Games. As usual, I have to be the strong one, so I hug them tightly, telling them it will be alright.

I looked up at my mother. "Katniss will take care of you guys food-wise. If there is any issues, and you guys need more food for some reason, just walk over and let Katniss know."

My mom bit her lip, trying not to cry. But she honestly just looked constipated. Regardless how dire the circumstance was, I almost laughed. But I didn't.

After their time was up, they left quietly, but very unwillingly. Vick and Rory had to give me "one more hug". My mother had to kiss me "one more time". Posy just followed their leads. And finally, the peacekeepers kicked them out. Literally.

Then, Katniss ran in. "Gale!" She jumped into my outstretched arms and kissed me softly. "Why would you do that?" she asked.

"To protect Prim. You'll protect my family while you're here, and I'll protect Prim while I'm there."

Tears rolled down her cheeks. "But Gale, only one of you can live! And I love you both so much! I don't want to lose either of you! This is all my fault!"

Had I just heard her correctly? Her fault? How?

"Katnip, there is no way that this is your fault."

"Yes, there is. Before the Reaping, I had prepared myself to volunteer for Prim if she got reaped. But when the time came, I froze. I couldn't move or speak. It felt like someone had dumped a bucket of tar over my head and in my mouth. If I hadn't been so slow, I could've saved both of you."

"Katnip, no. All that matters is that you planned to volunteer. I mean, when I volunteered, there was a part of me saying 'Shut up, Gale! What the heck are you thinking?', so I understand how you felt.

We talked a little longer until the peacekeepers physically had to drag her out of the room. When the door closed behind her, I realized that I was alone. And not just physically, but mentally as well.

And so was Prim.

Author's note:

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