Well I'm so sorry I didn't update sooner. If you didn't see my note, I have been sick for the past few days and was too tired to write. But I'm back now with another chapter for all of my lovely readers.

I might be updating a little irregularly on this story and the Battle for love because I'm kind of loving writing Life at PHS. So that will probably be updated the most often.

~~Filler chapter~~

Disclaimer: I only own the plot of this fanfiction. None of the characters.

Chapter 10

(Katniss's POV)

I couldn't believe it. Please don't take my mother. I couldn't think a single coherent thought. I had fallen asleep next to my mom last night on the cold tile of our kitchen floor.

"Don't leave me, Mom," I whispered to her, touching her cold cheek carefully.

As expected, she didn't answer. So, I did the only thing I could do. I ran. Out of the house, through my district. Buildings came and went, and so did the scenery. When I finally stopped to take a breather, I was at the same place I'd seen Peeta at yesterday. I sat down silently on the log we'd shared. That was yesterday? So much had happened since then.

I was aroused from my thoughts when two muscular arms wrapped around me. "Hey there, Kat."

"Peeta." I said his name very stiffly.

"What's wrong?" he asked me, his ocean blue eyes searching my brown ones. "You look upset."

I bit my lip. It took everything I had to not scream in his face. Instead, I buried my face in my hands and hot tears rolled down my cheeks.

"Katniss," he said firmly. "Look at me."

I slowly pulled my face from my hands and stared into his eyes again.

"What happened?"

I took a deep breath. I could tell him. He was my boyfriend. "My mother— she, uh, was unconscious on the floor when I got home last night." The tears came faster.

"Oh, Kat, I'm so sorry. Is she alright?" Worry was written all over his perfect face.

"No, she hasn't woken up yet." I spit the words out like they were poison.

He leaned in towards me. Don't you dare kiss me right now, Peeta Mellark. Are you that shallow? But he didn't kiss me. Instead, he wrapped his strong arms around me and held me in a hug. "She'll wake up, Katniss, I know she will." His breath tickled the back of my neck.

Hold me, Peeta, just hold me.

(Peeta's POV)

As I sat there hugging Katniss, I felt horrible. Why did her life have to be like this? I mean, she's my age and she's been through more crazy obstacle courses than I could ever dream about. She's been practically starving, her dad died, she's been charged with the task of feeding her family, her sister was reaped, and now her mom is unconscious. How much more could this girl deal with?

Before I pulled away, I planted a tiny kiss on the crown of her head. I knew that it would be completely inappropriate to try and kiss her anywhere else given the situation.

She began to say something, but then stopped. And then she got up abruptly. "Thanks, Peeta," she muttered. And she was gone.

I would do anything for her. I would die for her. Please don't hurt her family.

"Leave Katniss alone!" I screamed. The sky darkened in response. No one else answered. My words echoed all over, but everything was silent.

I got up and left.

(Gale's POV)

Today they would finally release us from this white prison that they consider a "hospital". True, it has great service. But I hated being locked up there. So not my idea of fun. And technically, they aren't even doing us a favor. They're releasing us from White World so that we can join their Games, where we'll probably die anyways!

I paced my prison cell, as I called it, waiting for the nurse to come in. They said they would have to check me out real quick before I was free to leave. "Hi Gale!" my nurse bustled through the door. She checked my head wound, which was still bandaged, but it was healing very fast. Pretty soon, a scar would be the only reminder that anything actually happened to me. "Alright, you're free to go. Mr. Abernathy and Ms. Trinket are waiting for you outside."

Who are Mr. Abernathy and Ms. Trinket? Was my first thought. But then I realized that that was Haymitch and Effie. I walked outside and was greeted by the sun. "Gale!" Effie exclaimed. "Hi! How are you? Let's get going, we're going to be off schedule!"

"Great to see you too," I muttered.

Just then, Prim walked out of the hospital. Her arm had a bit of gauze on it, but other than that, she should be fine. Just like me. Effie greeted her as well and so did Haymitch. He didn't say hi to me. Prim finished speaking to them and walked over to me. "Gale, hi!"

"Hi, Prim," I muttered.

"So happy to be out of that jail!" she exclaimed, her blue eyes sparkling in the sunshine.

She's too young for this. She shouldn't be here. I need to save her.

That's when I realized it. I wasn't going to come out of this alive. I was going to protect Prim and that was that. She would come back alive. For Katniss. For me. For her.

(Prim's POV)

We were finally out of that hospital and my spirits were soaring. I hate being locked up anywhere no matter what the reason is. The only damper on my excitement was the fact that I was being sent into the Hunger Games. I would most certainly not make it out alive. So I would have to enjoy my last couple days of life.

Gale was walking beside me and he was deep in thought now that our conversation was over. I took the opportunity of him being distracted to look at him. I mean really lookat him. His perfect eyes, high cheekbones, his beautiful lips— PRIM! I screamed at myself in my head. Snap out of it!

We got into some kind of vehicle and the four of us sat in the main room eating little biscuits. Capitol food is very delicious.

"We're here," Effie said.

Hello everyone! I hope you enjoyed this chapter. I'm sorry it was short-ish, it was a filler chapter, and I didn't really have any good ideas. Okay, so I have a really important question for all of you:

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