I wake up in my bed, which is wet from my tears. I woke to the front door slamming. It's Finn and Annie. "We're not here to give you sympathy." Finn says angrily. I stand up. "That's good. I don't want any sympathy because I'm an asshole and feel bad for Peeta for spending all these months with me. I feel bad for anyone spending time with me." I say. "Good. Well don't expect to see us again. You broke his heart and your own. And you haven't done anything to fix it." Annie says. Great. Now because of my fucked up actions, I'm losing them too. More tears slip from my eyes but I don't say anything. They both give me sorrowful looks and then leave. I go right back to sobbing. Now, because of me, I've lost my boyfriend and my two best friends. God I wish I didn't have such a damn temper. Fuck me.