Chapter Four
I stood emotionless amongst the trees, the wind swiftly circling my shoulders. The news of Paylor's death hadn't sunk in. Gale is sitting on a near by rock studying me with each movement I take, as stumble towards him, his arms are stretched wide open ready for my to full into. My head rest automatically against his shoulder, his arms wrap round my waist pulling me closer, making no space between us not visible. I breathe in the earthy frequents of Gale's Skin reminding me of previous years before the seventy-four reaping of the Hunger Games, a life when it was hard and easy at the same time. The freedom of us running through the woods hunting like we would always do to prevent our families from starvation. The days where the only time I communicated with anyone would be selling our latest shot to earn some petty cash to buy bread from Peeta's father. Peeta.
Automatically I break Gales embrace, my face slightly flushed and I leaned against the nearest tree which was inches away from me, my back pushed against it easing me to stand straight. My grey eyes reaching back up to look at his face. I make a awkward cough before I begin to finally speak.
"How-How long?" I stuttered softly, his eyes suddenly turned to stone he moved an inch towards me before I raised my hands to stop him from moving closer. He gingerly swept his hand through his hair and let his arm flop to his side.
"Paylor has been dead, 3 weeks." I stood still, silent, yet willing him to continue. He sighed before continuing, "One of the Capitol's defences killed her. We are uncertain who or whether the attacker was male or female but Plurarch has been assigned President until further notice." Gale pauses and looks deep into my eyes, he sighed once more before continuing, "Do you remember that Snow had a granddaughter?"
I froze, the thought of the old President Snow sent shivers down my spine. I am rid of him. He no longer exists. "What about her?" I said emotionless.
"She killed Paylor."
"Why? It was Paylor's fault since she has been in charge things were great again." I shook my head and continued, "you said that games are coming back? Surely Plurarch wouldn't allow that. After everything!"
"Thing is Katniss, as I said before, he isn't officially President, but he has given authority to go ahead with the Games idea. He was on the Capitols' side before why not again?"
He was on the capitols side before why not again. Gale's voice lingered through me making every muscle I have in my body tense. My fists locked, eyes wide open, teeth gritted together.
"He was on Coin's side." my eyes narrowed as I said the words, everything made sense. Plurarch never supported the mockingjay he used me like he used the capitol. Him and Coin. Bet they were having fun the symbol of the rebellion, the girl on fire.
"So what are we going to do Gale?"
"I'm not sure Katniss," He walked over to me his arms stretched out I walked into them, I let him hug me.
"Be my friend again, Catnip. Please, if that is what you want us to be friends. I'm sorry what happened to Prim, but you have to believe me if those were my bombs, I had no intention on hurting prim, she is like a little sister to me..."
I looked up to find tears escaping his eyes, I leaned up on my tip toes and kissed his cheek.
"Ok. We are friends again. I love Peeta,"
"Ok," he said "Then lets go tell him."