A/U: Well. That chapter was up WAY faster than I thought I would've been , considering my idiotic internet service with that website.

I don't think I have much to say about this chapter, so…
ENJOY.

Feeling strong arms pull me back, I continued to scream.

"Sarah, calm down. It's going to be alright ", a voice was pleading.

Roflin?

I swung around, seeing Roflin standing tall, his body tense.

"Thank God, you're not dead!"I yelled, hugging him tightly.

"Did you hear the news? Two tributes can win, Sarah!" he enthused.

I looked at him shock, ' Are you serious?", I questioned. Never before in Hunger Game's history has something like this ever occurred. But this is great! I finally won't have to worry about Roflin!

Or will I?

I shook the thought away.

"I guess they delivered the news while I was unconscious"

"I guess so", Roflin agreed.

We wandered around, small talking along our way as we searched for a place to make shelter. We came across a tree that looked sturdy enough to support our survival.

In the days following after, they announced that we were to all meet at the cornucopia to receive our survival district backpacks.

We both decided to go, bringing our weapons with us. There was no way in hell that the others wouldn't take advantage of this lovely reunion. I just hope I don't make contact with…

"Sarah!" Roflin hissed, shaking my shoulders violently.

"What?", I yelled, not remembering that we had been heading towards the cornucopia. We had planned on being early, keeping in mind that it'd be pretty good idea to check out what these events would end up leading to. First Guess? Death.

'Shh! You're going to let the others know that we're here!" he snapped.

"Sorry" I whispered back.

It still felt awkward every time I made direct eye contact with him. I tried to avoid doing it.

After waiting about an hour hidden by the dense trees, there was movement seen among the cornucopia. Not even a second later, Foxface emerged from the giant golden statue, grabbing the orange backpack with her district's number patched onto one of the folds.

"Damnet, why didn't we think of that?",Roflin cursed.

Thinking a little too fast, I bolted up from our hiding spot and hurled myself forward, taking off running.

"Sarah!" I heard Roflin call. But I didn't dare turn back, not even glance over my shoulder. I was too afraid to look behind me, only to see one of the careers, or even Thresh, prowling towards me.

Just as I grabbed the backpack, I felt a horrible blow to my face. I fell to the ground, looking up to see Clove standing above me.

"I'm gonna' get you, girl on fire", she spit, " just like we got that little girl".

I wiggled beneath her foot.

'What was her name again… Rue? " she laughed out.
As I continued to struggle, she kicked me in my side. I felt a major stinging sensation in my lower ribs, and I cried out in pain.

Suddenly, Roflin appeared behind her, his arm snaking itself around her neck.

There were punches thrown, and weapons aimed as they both fell to the floor.

I saw Roflin crawl over to me.

"Sarah!" he yelled panting.

"No, R- Roflin! " I choked out, as I saw a figure behind him.

I felt hot blood sting my face, as Clove strung her knife deep into Roflin's back. Just at the moment, I lost it. I went ballistic. I tried moving, but with each attempt, my ribs screamed for me to stop.

"Roflin, oh God, No!", I screamed savagely. I watched as he sunk to the floor.

All of the sudden, Thresh appeared, ripping Clove off of the ground, and pinning her against the cornucopia.

"What'd you say to her? You killed that little girl?" he raged.

"No! Cato, Cato! Help me!", Clove pleaded.

Just as Thresh smashed a rock against her temple, I felt myself lifted from the ground, the world spinning around me.

I was still screaming for Roflin to save me, as I saw the light dim around me. I barely could make out where we were, my mind still pounding with rage. My only guess was whoever had taken me away from there, now had brought me to some place where we were sheltered from the beaming sun.

As the image of Roflin's wild eyes and his calls for me to come back lingered in my aching mind, "it's going to be okay, don't worry ", were the last words I heard as my violently shaken body, turned still, and I blacked out.