Chapter twenty one already. Wow.

Sorry I haven't been updating for a little while, it's a busy time of year.

Thanks for 1000 views, the sheer amount of times people have clicked on my story, whether to start reading, or just out of vague interest continues to astound me day by day. I know to many of you it's not much, but to me, it's amazing.

I am very aware that this is a short chapter, and I have made it so for effect, not out of laziness. Next chapter is coming very soon, and I assure you that it will be the usual length. Again, the shortness is for dramatic effect.

Chatper Twenty One - Half Awake and Almost Dead

I'm dead, aren't I?

I'm not sure exactly where I am, well, not now anyway. I can't hear, see, nor speak. I feel vunerable to everything around me, but then, what is around me?

The last thing I remeber was seeing my father. I was in the sea, swimming out towards him, I talked to him, I got to hear his voice one more time...

The vivid images flash across my eyes, almost like a lucid dream. I know what's happening next, yet I don't quite remember. I can feel the currents of the sea wrapping around my body, holding me in place as I relive such a joyous yet painful memory of what I now realise to be a simple illusion.

The light from the setting sun dances on the calm waves. I am suspended by the water. I can't feel it, yet somehow I am in it's grasp, at it's mercy. I try to remember that most of the time, it is my friend. The water enchants me with it's show of brilliant turquoise and deep blue, I'm almost hypnotised as the shades mix seamlessly all into one indescribably perfect colour, the colour of my childhood. The blue of the ocean I used to swim in, the blue of my eyes, the blue of the feathers that Raven would collect for me...

Brilliantly coloured fish dart by me in shoals, tempting me. Their florescent markings blend into the rainbow of coral reefs that surround me.

This place is so familliar, yet I've never seen it before in my entire life. The blue waters of home mixed with the aquariums I saw in the Capitol, and the arena.

The place I want to forget. Yet, the place I want to remember forever. So many good experiences, lessons to be learned, friends made, yet so many horrible, everlasting memories that will follow me like a shadow for the rest of my life. Which probably won't be very long considering the luck I've had. And the situation I'm in now, come to think of it.

I continue to drift.

Then, ahead of me, I see him. The person who taught me everything I know, the person I looked up to, the person I still admire so very much.

My father, my friend, my companion for so many years.

I try to speak, I try to call for him, but I can't. My lips stay sealed shut as I am held in place. I begin to ache all over as I see him disappear into the distance, his voice echoing in my head as the edges of my vision begin to darken.

As silver fish learned to swim on waves of silver, as the stars sailed serenley by, you will learn to survive Little fish.

Almost like a lullaby. They repeat themselves, over and over again.

Maybe I'm finally going to die. I've been close enough so many times, why not now?

I wish I could have know if Raven, Ryan and Hunter made it. I hope they did...

They deserve so much more than a life like this. So, so much more.

The lyrics form my song book play over and over in my head again.

Orders in to risen lines

We're alone but side by side

We hate to dream, we hate to dream,

All the time and energy...

We could try to reinvent

Feed the head the common sense,

Through the streets and avenues,

Climbing up the walls with you...

I thought I was dead, but suddenly I'm aware.

The water has let me out of it's clutches, and I am free from my certain fate of a watery grave.

I open my eyes.

Short and sweet. Thanks again for reading, more chapters out soon! The lyrics are taken from the amazing song, Hearts Like Ours, by The Naked and Famous. I don't own the lyrics or the song, but I sure do love it. I also don't own the Hunger Games, Susanne Collins does.