The last couple of days have been horrific. We continued into the war, but we still haven't won yet. We're still fighting, hard and strong. Boggs is dead as well. The Capitol seems to have made no exceptions for backing down. I just want it to be all over. There has been a big hole in my heart ever since Gale died, and it wears me down almost every single day. It's been a few days since that happened, but I am unable to pull myself together at times. The last things I said to him were mean things, when he tried to kiss me.
You're such an idiot, Gale.
That was the last thing I said to him, and I'll never be able to take it back. It'll always haunt me forever.
We've lost a few people past the couple of days, so that group 451 is dwindling down to just a couple people.
Boggs, Leeg 1, Leeg 2 and Gale are all gone.
The rest of us are still here.
We're staying in an abandoned clothing shop at the moment, in the very back of the store where all the coats, shirts, and pants lay.
Johanna looks sad and exhausted, as does everyone else.
I lay down, pulling a fur coat over myself, but still shivering slightly until I feel Finnick's arms wrap around me. He lays next to me, pulling me close so that I burry my face into his chest.
Tears start to escape my eyes, and I start to cry quietly into his shirt. He notices this, and pulls me even closer, kissing my forehead softly.
"It's okay," he says quietly.
I nod, and accept this answer, not saying another word, and later falling slowly asleep.
Later, I feel Finnick shaking me slightly.
I suddenly stand up as does everyone else.
"The Capitol has surrendered," says Finnick with a happy and tired smile on his face.
"W-What?" I ask in disbelief.
They all nod, and Finnick hugs me tightly. I hug him back, letting out a sigh of relief.
I hear the distant sound of the hovercraft landing, as more tears pour down my cheeks. They're sad tears, as well as tears of relief.
I pull away, and we make our way toward the hovercraft door, when suddenly, I hear a gunshot.
"RUN!" I hear a voice say, so we all start charging for the hovercrafts, trying to find where the gunshots may be coming from.
More gunshots wiz by until I hear a familiar voice yelp in pain. I turn around and my eyes widen in horror as I see Finnick laying on the ground, clutching his shoulder.
"Finnick!" I scream, running toward him, but then I feel an instant sharp pain in my calf. I drop to the ground, clutching my leg as I see the bullet lodged into my leg.
There's more screams, and then one more gunshot. It comes from one of the people in our group though. But suddenly, the voices begin to slowly fade out. I lay down, unable to handle the pain anymore. The pain overwelms my body, until I suddenly fade into darkness...
The next thing I know, I'm in a hospital bed in a white room which looks like District 13.
"Aah, she's up," a doctors voice says as I slowly start to open my eyes more. I look down at my arm and see there's an IV stuck into it, with medicine slowly flowing through my bloodstream.
My leg is wrapped up where the gunshot was, and my cuts and bruises from the war seem to have disappeared.
"Finnick.." I mumble. "Where's Finnick?" My voice is suddenly filled with panic as I remember what last happened to him.
"He's in a bad condition, but he'll be fine.." one of the doctors says.
My chest fills with instant relief.
Finnick is okay. He survived the war.
Suddenly, someone opens the door to my room, and someone walks toward me and I don't know who it is until they come into view.
His blonde hair is now again shiny, and he's dressed in the District 13 uniform. He smiles at me, and sits down in the chair by my bedside.
I suddenly become overwhelmed in fear as to why he's here, but doctors occupy the room, so I don't worry about it.
"Katniss.." Peeta says slowly.
I turn to look at him, and for some stupid reason, my eyes fill with tears. He looks so tired, and his eyes and sunken.
I don't say anything, and just stare at him.
"President Snow.. and President Coin are dead," he says, noticing I'm not going to respond.
"T-They are?" I ask.
He nods.
"President Snow just died because he was getting old, I guess. He had something wrong with him, and kept coughing up blood. President Coin and her assistants were the ones shooting at us from a distant rooftop. We took care of her," Peeta says, with exhaustion and a hint of relief in his voice.
"We won? W-We can go home now?" I ask quietly.
He nods and looks at me, as if to read me.
"Peeta... You're okay now?" I ask.
"The war has changed me, Katniss.. I can handle my flashbacks pretty well now," he says. "But there are still times when I loose it."
I nod, and sigh of relief. I'm amazed at how much he got better, and how much he really changed.
"I'm glad we're okay.. Especially you," I say.
"I'm glad you're okay, too. I was so worried about you," he says, smiling slightly.
We just look at eachother for what seems like hours, but it's only a few moments. I look into those blue eyes which I once missed. I've come to the conclusion that I love Peeta. I love Peeta, but I don't love him in the way I love Finnick.
"We'll be going home soon?" I ask suddenly, pulling me glance down to the IV in my arm.
"In a week or so.." he says softly. "I'm really sorry about Gale. I know how much he meant to you."
I stare at him and shake my head as tears well up in my eyes again, and a sadness fills my whole chest.
"It's alright," I mumble.
He nods, looking at me for a moment, and I know he can tell that it's not alright.
"I'll see you later Katniss," he says, and stands up.
"See you later," I say, and watch him walk out the door.