AN: I'm sorry my stories are short and sucky, I promise you that I could do better ._. but here I am and writing another (crappy) chapter for you :)I send you wonderful reviewers all my love and cookies!

Disclaimer: Josh Hutcherson is mine though… and Sam Clanfin… and Liam Hemsworth…

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Gale

The taste of sour emotions courses through me as I stand there, watching my own best friend run from me. I didn't mean to, honestly. When I saw Katniss, I saw her. I saw the blonde hair and bright blue eyes. I saw the stunning face of her, the bright smile she sent me and gazed at her. Only when I realised Katniss was the one I kissed, I understood my mistake, my immoral act.

Horrified with my own act, a hand raised and touching the red mark on the side of my face. I groan slightly, stumbling back out, under the fence and down towards the dirt road of home. I stop and frown, noticing beautiful blonde hair and bright blue eyes. "Madge?" A gasp was heard, and… another voice. A male's voice; I move around the corner, eyes widening as I see my recently dumped girlfriend with my, now ex, close friend, Thomas. Her arms wrapped around him, like how it used to with me. How he was holding her like how I used to. Her lips plumped with recent smooching and face flushed with cherry spots on either of their faces. I can hear the gunshot that hits my heart, shattering it. "G-Gale, I-I was just goi-" I storm past them, feeling tears about to drop down as I enter the house, hearing her calling my name, that is, until I slam the door. "Gale, please." Her voice so soft, so sweet, so tempting.

Salty tears fell. I bite my lip, head resting against the creaking old door. I could smell her, only just a breath away from me. "Gale, I could explain, honestly." Anger took me. Door slammed open, I stare at her. Her too innocent, beautiful face looks up at me. "I never want to see you again, you hear me? I never want to speak to you, look at you, think of you. So get out and leave me alone!" Her eyes widen then filled with tears that was already streaming down mine. "Y-you bastard!" She shouts back, giving my chest a weak punch. "It wasn't me! I swear and you don't even give me a damn chance!" She screams, tears falling. I don't dare fall into her trap, her web of lies. "Get out, Undersee. And I never want to see you again." I shut the door in front of her face, one last time before I collapse, the world going dark.

Katniss

I shook with anger and confusion as I find Prim, a look of joy that on her face, which is until her gaze, was turned to confusion, seemed to expect someone. "What?" I snap at her, not giving her time to answer as I move away and into the kitchen, starting on the plates.

"Kat… did you by any chance, you know, talk to… you know Peet-" No. Why would you think that? Psh." She frowns. "Katniss… are you alright-" "Yeah, going down to the bakery, see ya." I reply quickly, dropping the dishes in the water, rushing back out, swinging father's jacket around me. The breeze, once so soft and gentle, turned sharp, like it knew my sin.

"Help, please!" A female's voice was heard as I walked closer. I frown, my feet walking over the cobbled streets and I feel myself freeze.

"Peeta!"

Peeta

Voices. I hear voices. Then I hear her. Katniss. I try, Katniss. I try, searching her in the darkness, but it was useless. Katniss. I try again, finding nothing. A soft voice, far away in the distance, singing: her voice so gentle, so beautiful, so wonderful that the birds must've stopped to listen.

Katniss