Here we are… the epilogue….
*goes into corner and cries*
I now have three stories to complete and do… so I thought I'd finish this one… it was dragging. Thanks for the reviews; I noted a lot of you were slightly against Peeta's death? Hahaha, I seem to always kill Peeta off lol.
I thought it went through his head. You should of heard the awful sobbing noises that I always make when I cry, as guests tended to the dead bride and groom. Talk about a downer. Some woman called the peacekeepers; they came soon, and arrested the two guys. Then the ambulance. There was no way to save Aimmee, her heart had stopped. Peeta was bleeding, but his heart was beating. I wanted my face to be the last he saw, but he was already on a stretcher being taken away.
They thought he was dead, but the bullet had missed his head. They thought he wouldn't make it… but who knows, miracles sometimes happen. He's going to be okay. I keep reminding myself that. But I still wake up screaming for the lives I feel I've taken… and every time he seems to be there. Watching me, hating me.
What's weird is that he remembers things he didn't before, like fragments the hijacking had taken away. He'll be back soon…. And this time, I'll need to take real care.
Gale left. I don't think he's going to come back this time; I think part of him feels he's taken to much of my life already. I don't complain.
When life gives your gifts, you need to grab them before there's a price.
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