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I open my eyes slowly, one after the other. I realize I'm not dead, because I'm in too much pain. When I open my eyes, what I see is Ky kneeling on top of the district 12 girl, plunging a spear into her face, over and over again. He's screaming and sobbing, and I don't know what's happening.
I hear another canon go off. Wait a second. I just heard two go off… and now this one. And Ky's not dead. So that must mean… NO! No no no no no! Please dear god no!
I look to my right, and I see a little 12 year olds lifeless body beside me with a dagger in her chest. No. No Juniper No.
"No!" I scream as loud as I can. I don't care about the pain anymore; I crawl over to her, blood going everywhere. "No Juniper No! No!" I don't know what else to say. She died for me. Jumped in front of me to take that dagger for me. No. I'm howling, sobbing. I shake her face, as if I can wake her up. "Juniper, hey, beautiful girl wake up."
Now not only am I responsible for those original two deaths, now I have two of my ally's deaths on my hands. I can't do this. I can't I can't I can't.
"Wake up!" I scream in her face. I let the tears drip down onto her. I whisper now, "Juniper, please. You have to wake up. Please." I feel someone nudge my shoulder.
"Come on, Gemma. There's nothing we can do. She's gone."
"NO!" I screech. "I killed her! I killed that little girl! No!" I pace back and forth. I shut my eyes, and scream as loud as I can until I start to cough up blood.
"Gemma. Stop. You didn't kill her. I need to help you, lie down." I can't lie down. I can't do anything. I should be dead. This little girl is dead, because of me.
He forces me down, pushing me into the grass. He takes off my shirt, leaving me in just my white bra. I don't object though. I don't do anything. I don't move. He starts to bandage up my cuts, one by one. "We're ending this. Now. We are going to go find that last tribute and end this."
I watch him bandage the smiley face on my stomach. "Ky." I say.
He stops and looks at me. I'm glad he's not distracted by me being shirtless. "Yeah?"
"There's two of us." I whisper.
"I know." Is all he says. I know? What does that mean?
He finally gets me all bandaged up, and helps me back into my shirt. I feel so stiff and sore. He re-bandages my arm and hand that I got on the first day. My hand is even worse now, but I don't care. I deserve to feel pain. I'm a horrible person. I killed four people.
He doesn't even bother to take our tent or blanket, or our packs. We just take the glasses, my sword, a knife and his spear.
We search for a long time, him carrying me a lot of the way because I'm in too much pain. I block out Juniper and Marigold and Annabelle. I block out that we are in the arena. I block out that after we kill this tribute, one of us are going to die. I want it to be me. I deserve it. Carter can take care of Trixie, they'll both be fine and get over it.
We finally come across her. The final tribute; the district 7 female. "Well well well, what do we have here?" She smirks at Ky carrying me. He gently lays me down and hauls out his spear.
"We are going to finish this. Now." And so they do. They fight and fight, her with her axe and him with his spear. I keep my eyes close the whole time. I don't want to watch. I finally open them, after I hear the canon.
I see the girl, lying in a puddle of blood on the ground, dead. Then I see Ky, oh god Ky. He has one arm gone and a huge gash on his stomach. He stumbles toward me, and then falls. "Ky!" I rush toward him, take his head and place it in my lap.
"Gemma…" He breaths. I brush my hair from his sweat soaked face, so I can look in his yes. "Congrats." He's actually smiling when he says it. Him, on the verge of dying from blood loss, is smiling.
"Come on Ky, I need to bandage you up." I start to move.
"No. Gemma. This is it."
I realize what he means. He wants me to end his life like I did to Marigold, so he don't have to suffer. He's dying and he knows it, and the worst part is he did it to protect me. I shake my head frantically, "No, Ky. No no no no."
"Yes, Gemma. Listen to me. I love you. You need to go home and raise your daughter. Don't…" I'm hysterical, telling him to stay with me, sobbing and making weird animal noises the whole time.
He tells me to shut up with a smile and I nod. "Don't forget me, okay? But don't dwell on my death. Go home with Carter and be happy. Maybe I'll talk to you in your head sometimes." Then his breath hitches, and his lungs collapse. He starts choking for breath right there on my lap.
I don't know what else to do, so on his last breath I bend down and kiss him. A long and passionate kiss. I finally pull away, and I look at him. He looks so peaceful now, his eyes closed and not breathing.
His canon goes off. "NO!" I scream to the sky. I clutch his head in my arms and rock back and forth, talking to myself. "It'll be okay Gemma, you're going home now. You'll be fine. You'll be fine." But I'll never be fine. Not after that. Never.
As It is announced that I won over the arena, I bed down and kiss him again. "I love you Ky." I whisper as I pull back.
A hovercraft appears and it drops a ladder down to me. I'm not going on there, not without Ky. I wrap my arms around Ky's body, and rock back and forth some more. "I'm not leaving without you. We're getting out of here together." I say to him.
Peacekeepers come and surround me sitting there to take me. "Get away! Leave us alone!" I scream at them. I latch onto Ky's body, refusing to let go, so they take both of us.
I'm hugging onto his dead body so tight; I feel the blood disappearing from my arms.
"Gemma, can we take Ky please?" A nice female doctor asks me.
I can't speak at first, my throat is bleeding and sore, and I'm sobbing. "No." I manage.
"Please, Gemma. You need to have surgery to be fixed up, you're very injured and very sick. So does Ky."
"No he doesn't! You guys aren't going to fix him up! You are going to take him away from me forever!"
"No Gemma… You'll always be with him. In your heart." This just makes me break down more, sobbing and rocking back and forth really fast while talking to myself.
"Okay." I managed to talk myself into giving over his body, "But please. Please don't fix my stomach or my hand. Please."
She nods silently, and peacekeepers take the body from my arms. I watch him get carried away, as I feel a prick in my neck.
The world goes black, and I hope I'm dead.