I look down at the phone that I was just using. It still held warmth from my cheek which I was holding it to.
"He hung up on me," I mutter and set it next to me on the bed. I play with the fabric of my shirt and stand up. I look at the door and turn away. I start pacing and let my thoughts run wild.
"Everyone is alive," I thought bitterly. "They lied to me, but at least they are still alive." I feel like I am at war with myself. One part of me wants to be mad at them for lying to me so long, but the other part wants to forgive them and never want to leave them. I pick up the phone and try dialing Peeta. Nothing.
Rage fills me and I throw the phone against the wall. It shatters and falls to the ground in pieces. It didn't make me feel any better though. I look down at the pieces and go to clean them up.
I stop in my tracks as I hear a knock at the door.
I open the door and relief fills me. It is anyone who died, but it was someone who I trusted. Johanna. I hug her tightly and she hugs me back, but not as tightly. Her hair was still brown and it was in a cute pixie cute that stops at her chin.
"Hey Katniss! Haven't seen you in awhile," she greets me. And it's true. I haven't seen her since the rebels won. I heard that she became married to the mayor of District 7. She is wearing a brown tank top and green cargo pants that stop and her knees and hugs her legs tightly. Her shirt also hugs her body a bit too tight for my liking.
"Johanna, how are you? Did you know about," I gesture around me, "about this?" She looks at me with pity and I feel my smile drop. She, of all people, should know that I hate pity.
"I'm sorry Katniss. I did know. But when I was going to tell you?" She asks a bit harshly. I wince at the venom in her voice. Her face softens a bit. "You know what I mean…" She mumbles.
"Yeah, I do." I said dully. She looks at me and smirks. She lightly punches me on the arm.
"How's lover boy?" She grins at me. It goes ear to ear. I can't help but grin with her, even though guilt from Gale pangs me in the chest.
"We have two kids," I explain. Her face drops a bit but she smiles at me. I guess she didn't have any kids of her own. Her eyes move over to the broken phone on the ground. She raises one of her eyebrows and sends me a questioning glare. I sigh and sit down on the edge of the bed and she sits next to me and waits for me to explain.
"I kissed Gale." I mutter, playing with my fingers. Her eyebrows shoot up to her hairline.
"You mean your hot cousin?" She asks sarcastically. I ignore her comment and I nod unhappily. "Well do you like him?" She asks.
"I do, but Peeta has a bigger part of my heart than Gale. I didn't know that I was going to kiss him. I came to find closure and yet everyone I thought was dead is still alive!" I shout and throw my hands above my in frustration. She looks at me like I was crazy.
"I'm surprised that they waited this long until telling you," she mumbles lightly. She pats my leg and gets up and leaves without another word. I wait for a few minutes to pass and I walked outside. I start to put Peeta's number in to the hallway phone and before I could dial someone runs up to me and pick me up and twirl me around.
"Cinna," I say breathlessly. He places me down and his face is line with wrinkles from old age, but his eyes are still line with gold eyeliner.
"Hello, girl on fire." He winks at me. I hug him tightly that when I let go he gasp for air. "Whoa there," he laughs, "let me breathe." I laugh with him. His brown eye sparkle and his face was a little flush.
"I missed you. I felt so guilty. I thought you died because of me." I mumble. He leans down and kisses me lightly on the cheek and when he pulls back he has a serious expression.
"I am so sorry that I put you through that," he chokes on his words like he might cry. My heart leaps into my throat and I hug him tightly.
"I'm just glad to have you back," I smile. I wasn't lying when I said that. Even though I so guilty about all of their deaths, now I am just happy to have them back. I am still mad though that they waited this long to tell me. I just wish that I still have enough time to talk and catch up with them.
"I didn't want them to keep it from you," he mutters. I smile and shrug like it doesn't bug me. He grins at me and says, "Twirl for me. I want to get a good look at you." I smile and take his hand. He spins me around and I get a bit dizzy and stop. I try walking and I trip over my own two feet. Cinna laughs, "You are still the same ol' Katniss." I smile with him.
"And you are the same ol' Cinna."

Author's Note

This story was from the contest I had on Nightlock Nightlock Nightlock. It took me a long time to decide which to choose from but I finally decided to go with this one. So Congrats to Alex Catalano! Alright until later ~Madge Odair