Gale has always been really creepy to me...
Urmph, so I was suppossed to update Together today but I thought I had chapter 10 already writen... I DIDN'T! I need to take today and get ahead on writing all of my stories... I don't... I'm always in a pinch./
Maybe It Is Real, 4
"What a lovely pin you have," says the president.
"Thank you, it's from my district." I say.
"What a pity... The District won't last too much longer."
"What do you mean?"
"Oh dear.. Don't you know what happens to people who live when they aren't supposed to?" His eyes start to turn black and purple as he-
I jolt up in bed, a scream dying in my throat. I try to steady my breathing. Nightmares. So they don't go away.
"Katniss, are you okay?" A wide eyed Prim asks coming into my room."Yes, I'm fine Prim, go back to bed," I say shakily. Hopefully she won't take note of the sweat on my forehead.
"Okay... Are you sure?"
"I'm sure Prim, just.. Go to bed. Goodnight."
"Goodnight," she mumbles leaving.
I sigh as I run my fingers through my sweaty hair. Just when you start to think everything will be alright, something comes back and stabs you in the back.
I look up at the clock and sigh again. 5:19 AM. I might as well get dressed. I'm not going back to sleep tonight. This morning. Whatever.
I take a shower and then change into a t-shirt and jeans. I run my fingers over the soft materiel. About now in the Seam, kids are putting on the same rough clothes they used yesterday. Looking at my closet, I think I will be wearing something new everyday. It doesn't seem fair.
I tiptoe down the stairs, careful not to wake my mother and Prim, who I hope went back to sleep. I fix myself a cup of breakfast tea, hoping to calm my nerves from the nightmare. What did the president mean? What is going to happen to the District?
I roll my eyes. Nothing is going to happen to the District. It was a dream.
I look at the clock again. 5:45. Maybe I'll go hunting.
I get my gear together and braid my hair. I slightly open the door and close it behind me, sneaking towards the woods.
I crawl under the wire fence. I go over to the tree and get my bow and arrows out. I hunt for awhile by myself before I see him.
"Gale," I say.
He looks up at me and halfway smiles but then it's gone. What's wrong?
"Hm. You made it out Catnip."
"Yeah. I guess so."
"Not alone," he says sharping his knife.
"Nope, Peeta made it out too... One less person to die in the games."
"Yeah, but why him?"
"I don't know, I guess because he was reaped?" What is he talking about? Why does he seem angry that Peeta lived?
"That's not what I mean... What if I had volunteered in his place or had been reaped? Would you look at me the way you look at him?"
"What are you talking about?" I breathe out as he walks closer to me. He puts his face close to mine. "Would you kiss me like you kissed him?" He whispers against my lips. I don't like this. Why is my best friend trying to kiss me?
"Gale," I whisper. "What are you trying to do?"
Then he presses his lips against mine. For the first second I am in shock and I do not move. The next second I pull away and hit him on the arm. "What the bloody hell Gale!" I yell at him.
I turn away and he grabs my arm. "Katniss, don't you want to be with me?"
I shake him off. His grip on my arm is too tight and he is scaring me. I grab my bow and run off back to the fence.
I'm out of breath by the time I reach the fence. I look behind me to see if he followed. I breathe a sigh of relief and hang my head trying to catch my breath.
What was that? Why did my best friend try to kiss me? Why did he scare me so much?
I felt so trapped and helpless when he grabbed my arm, it was so unreal. I don't understand why he did that, and why he was acting so weird. I shake it off and crawl under the fence. I'll just put that in my box of darkness. It won't happen again.
I walk home slowly, rubbing my arm from where Gale grabbed so tight. It's starting to bruise.