Anymore
Disclaimer: The Hunger Games and its characters belong to Suzanne Collins. No copyright infringement intended.
"I wish you would come home," Katniss tells Gale over the phone.
Gale's voice is rough, as if he's just swallowed a bullet. "Why?" He's not mad at her, but he doesn't feel like talking to her after she chose Peeta. He certainly doesn't want to hear about how happy they are together, and how she made the choice, and oh, how she still wants them to be friends.
"Hunting isn't the same anymore," she allows. In truth, guilt is swallowing her whole. How could she possibly ask for him back after she got engaged to Peeta? She knows she's being selfish, but she's allowed to be selfish after all she's been through. Right?
Gale laughs dryly. "You don't need to hunt anymore," he says, but he misses it too. He understands why Katniss still does it, why she still holds on to what little remnants of her old life are left behind.
"I know," Katniss says in a small voice, as if suddenly she's afraid to speak anymore.
"What's wrong, Catnip?" Gale wonders, trying to make his voice warmer. Sure, he doesn't feel like talking to her, but he doesn't want to ward off the only girl he's ever loved.
"Peeta asked me-" she begins, but Gale interrupts.
"And you said yes," he says a little tiredly. He changed his mind. Maybe he does want to ward her off after all.
Silence on the other line. Then: "Come home."
Gale rubs his forehead. In a quiet voice, so low it's almost unintelligible, he says, "I don't know where that is anymore."
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