Jealousy- n. a feeling of resentment against someone because of that person's rivalry, success, or advantages

She couldn't believe what she saw. No matter how much she knew he hated him, she didn't think he was this… jealous. Right now, she just thought he was plain psycho.

"Gale! Get away from him!" She had walked in the clean and pristine room only to find Gale's hand, clutching a shining knife, hovering an inch away from Peeta's jugular vein. Gale looked up, alarmed. He started to sputter.

"K-Katniss, it's not what it looks like, I swear!" He cautiously inched the gleaming object closer. Katniss saw the action.

"Gale if you get any closer…" She left the threat hanging in the sterilized room.

"C'mon Katniss, we've known each other for years! Longer than you and bread boy over here." He jerked his head toward an unconscious Peeta. "Who was there in the first place? Me! He gave you bread, big deal! I helped support you and your family for years! I taught you how to be brave and to survive in this kind of world! I was your best friend for years, and he just came in and took you away from me!" Katniss fumed.

"Who said I was yours? And I wouldn't have met you if it weren't for Peeta! If he hadn't given me the bread, I would have never gotten the energy or hope that was used to meet you!"

"Katniss, please," He pleaded. "You can do so much better than him." Katniss glanced down at the blade that was still poised over Peeta's neck. Gale followed her glance and he smirked. Their eyes connected and Katniss knew what he was about to do. Not a moment too soon, he said, "I'll make a deal with you," His desperate tone had been replaced by a dangerous threatening tone. "If you come with me, be with me, I won't kill him."

"No, I won't go with you or ever be with you!" She exclaimed.

"Tough choice."

"No!" She yelled. He had a crazy look in his eyes. His hand lurched forward and Katniss launched herself over Peeta's hospital bed. She tackled Gale and he gave out a yelp of surprise. Katniss felt something drip onto her hand. As she looked down, she saw droplets of red. She followed the trail that went up her arm and her heart skipped a beat.

There, protruding from her chest was the gleaming knife that was supposed to eliminate Peeta.