Sorry it's short, I haven't been very inspired lately...but I have ideas for the next chapter, don't worry!
Disclaimer: I don't own Hunger Games
Katniss' POV
I remember how our routine used to drag on, with me always longing for something different. But now I'd give anything for our old life, the one where I woke up curled against him. The one where we hunted together, and sat by the fire at night.
Or, even better, I dream of the days before the games, when I was still whole, and there was an ease between Gale and I that we'll never get back. When our lives were simple and full, the purpose being to keep our families alive.
Gale's the one avoiding me, now, and the guilt tears me apart knowing I did this to him, because the pain is unbearable.
He claimed I only loved him when he hurt, but he was a hypocrite. He only loves me when I'm distant, and when I remember how much I care, he stops loving me. He leaves me broken like Peeta did.
But I won't let him hurt me like Peeta did. I won't lose everything again to a man. I'm stronger than that, I don't need anyone else to hold me together. I won the hunger games while dragging along a half dead man, I started a rebellion, I became a person I'm not to overthrow the capitol. I don't need to chase after a man, no matter how much I love him.
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