A/N: Hey guys! Sorry I haven't updated in forever I know! But school just ended yesterday so… don't worry I'll be all yours to write for you all you want, whenever you want it! Enjoy this chapter!

Disclaimer: I wanna own Peeta Mellark, but I can't. Suzanne Collins already owns him. Boo.

KPOV: I needed some way to get Peeta's attention away from me so that I could sneak to the feast at the Cornucopia tonight. This was the only way to save him and if I couldn't… well then… I would die too! I sure as heck couldn't live without him now! Not when I had finally admitted to myself that I loved him!

Sure, I promised Prim, mom, and Gale that I would win and come back in one piece, preferably alive for them. But that was before I had fallen in love with my fellow Tribute. I hated these stupid Games so much. If it hadn't been for the Reaping and the Capitol and their sick, twisted minds, we wouldn't even be in this mess.

Then something, no, more like someone crossed my mind. Gale. How did he feel about all this kissing and me being with Peeta onscreen? He usually protected me all the time at home from anyone he thought would hurt me. In fact, Gale probably wants to rip Peeta's throat out by now. I have a feeling that when we get home Peeta will not get a warm welcome from "certain people".

Just as I began to think again, about what might avert Peeta's attention for a while, a parcel dropped down from the sky above and into my hands. It was from Haymitch, of course. There was a note that said,

Here you go, sweetheart. This might just distract him for a little while. While you save his uncoordinated and clumsy life for him. Good luck.

-H

Peering inside, I smiled mischievously. Sugarberries. I had often seen my mother use these to lull her patients to sleep if she had to do some work on them that might make them particularly uncomfortable. This was the perfect thing to give to Peeta so that I could get the medicine for him. I heard him stir. It was time.

GPOV: My family and I were over at the Everdeen's house today so that we could all watch the Games together. I only wanted to watch because I wanted to make sure that Catnip didn't die. Because if she died, then so would I.

It made me angry to watch her with Bread Boy but I knew her. It was just a ploy to get sponsored. She would do whatever it took to get home to her mother, Prim, me, mom, Rory, Vick, and Posy. She would never intentionally fall in love with that doofus, would she? I thought for a moment and then came to my conclusion. No, of course not. Katniss didn't ever want to have children or get married. And falling in love would be a direct pathway down that road, wouldn't it? Right, Katniss would never do that to herself. Or to me.

I knew from watching earlier, that she wanted to save him and go get the medicine from the feast. But Bread Boy, being the slick little traitor he is, had told her that he didn't want her to go and that he knew she would get killed and that he didn't ever want to lose her. And then they shared another one of their mushy moments that probably had most of Panem at the edge of their seats. Absolutely disgusting.

But what was this we were all seeing now? In her hand, Katniss held about five Sugarberries. Her mentor probably sent them to her to help. Her mother gasped in recognition at the same time my mom and I did. Posy asked me in her sweet baby voice, "Gale, what is Catnip gonna do wid dose?" I laughed. Her baby speech got me every time. She was one funny four year old. "She's gonna put him to sleep, Posy." I said. She nodded and turned back to the TV as did I.

Peeta realized what the Sugarberries were as soon as he swallowed them. He looked very angry but before he could say anything he fell deep into unconsciousness.

Katniss arrived at the feast a few minutes later and she was getting along without any attacks so far. We all thought she would make it out unharmed. We were wrong. The girl from District Two pinned Katniss to the ground and held a blade to her throat as I held my breath. My mother ordered Posy to leave the room. And sure enough, she ran straight to the kitchen.

We watched as the girl told Katniss she'd killed the girl from Eleven. Her eyes showed nothing but fear. But it was Two's turn to be scared because the big guy from Eleven came and cracked the girl's skull as revenge for killing his Tribute partner. We were grateful he spared Katniss's life.

But only moments after the girl's skull had cracked and Katniss had fled from the scene, did Rory, Vick, and Prim all get up and run to the bathroom. Two seconds later I heard three strangled vomit noises. I really hate the Hunger Games. They shouldn't have to watch this. Nobody should have to watch this.

One day, the Capitol would go down for all the lives they've taken and all the families they have broken. And if I had my say in it, I would be there to watch it happen. Because, my best friend would never be the same again. She would be forever traumatized by the things that were happening in that arena. And the only one who would ever understand her was Peeta. I would try, but I would never be able to empathize with her. They would break my best friend and love and that was something that they would pay for dearly.

A/N: Well I hope that super long chapter made up for my lack of updating! Now that school's out I swear that I will update more! Now then, that shiny review button at the bottom of the page wants you to press it and leave me a review! Haha you guys rock! I love you all!

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