Author's Note: I have said this ten million time in stories. If you do not have anything good to review don't review. I do not appreciate being called a piece of sh*t in a review to guest reviewer "F*ck You B*tch". I am not lying in this. I am not evil if I am writing a love story with Katniss and Peeta's daughter in it. It is a Hunger Games fanfic, it has to have action like this. I am not ripping off Suzanne Collins because this is called people. It is a site where people can write their own stories for a certain piece of fiction they are into. So now I am going to say this. I DO NOT OWN THE HUNGER GAMES!
Rosalie's POV:
When I wake up, I am in the hospital. I am greeted by my parents. They both have smiles on their faces. They explain that today a squad of rebels went to the Capitol on a mission and came back with Sarah, Holly, Brianna, and Luke. They are all in the hospital recovering except for Holly and Sarah. They are okay. I am told I blacked out because of my injury to my knee from fighting Ethan. I am released. I go to visit Brianna first because I do not want to face the music of my love for Luke just yet. When I get there Brianna is awake. My parents walk into the hallway and talk to Johanna so it's just the two of us. I ask her about her trying to kill me. She says she did it to save me from the Capitol finding her with the tracker in my arm. She obviously knew of the plan the whole time. She asks how I killed Ethan. It all comes back to me.
Flashback:
I watch as Ethan comes at me ready to attack. He digs into my knee with his knife. I tackle him to the ground. I remember my plan of his death. I steal his knife and I dig into his heart and rip it out of his chest. I have broken his heart as he did to me.
End of flashback:
As we are done visiting I go to see Luke. When I get there he is sitting on his bed writing something. Haymitch says it is what they did to him. Luke and I are left alone. I sit on his bed. We talk. And when we know we are not being watched, we kiss. He is so not hijacked. He admits that when he said that he loves me during his interview he wasn't lying. I realize I need to tell him something.
"Luke, I need to tell you something." "Yes" "I truly love you with all my heart." "Really?" "Yes" He suddenly throws me to the floor and I black out.
