As I left the trap and started walking back to the camp, I wasn't sure whether to be happy or sad about Angelina's death. I could have kept her alive for longer, I guess, so that she could kill Glitterbomb with Aphrodite. But she would have become a severe threat if I kept her alive, for she would be hungry for revenge. So I came to the decision that I did the right thing, and I also knew that Lola would be very pleased. When I got back though, the two were awake and furious. Colin kept his cool and managed to not take it out on me, but Lola went pink and started kicking the nearest rock.

"Where were you?" she screamed. "We thought you were dead!"

"I was checking my trap."

"Well, you could have told us!" she sneered. "Woke us up! Or even wrote something on the ground! Either way, you could have done a lot more!"

She gestured to Colin to speak. He sighed. "I'm sorry, Kayla, but she's right. We were really worried about you, and thought Glitterbomb had found you."

"Surely you think I wouldn't let Glitterbomb kill me without a fight!" I said, but there was no use in fighting for myself. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have done that. I know that now. I was just so eager!"

"How's that an excuse?" Lola snapped.

"Because now there's no Angelina to worry about."

That was when she nearly instantly forgave me.

"Nice!" her frown melted away. "Now Glitterbomb only has two bodyguards! The boy from District 1 and Aphrodite!"

"And we both know the boy won't last long!"

The trees began to rustle. The leaves began to dance on a bush, silencing our cheer. Something was coming. I gripped hold of my trident, Lola held her sword high, Colin wore his gloves. We weren't going to go down without a fight. An eye peeked through the bush, and this one was not Yarn's. I was prepared to throw my trident as this person, nothing would stop me this time. As the face peeked through, I was so shocked I dropped my trident, and I could feel Lola lower her weapon. It was Tilly Sears.

"Thank goodness I found you guys!" she stepped out of the bush. "Sorry for a false alarm."

"It's fine." despite saying this, I was shaking from it. "What brings you here, then?"

"I want to give you my stuff." she shoved a backpack in front of us. "Plenty of raw food in there for you to cook and eat. We all know that there is no chance of me surviving."

We didn't reply. We knew that it was true, we knew it from the moment she entered the arena, but we failed to admit it.

"And so I want you guys to win. And if you guys don't kill me, Glitterbomb will. And I want my death to be over with fast. So, I'll make a deal with you, if you kill me, making it as painless as possble, you can have all of this stuff."

We all stopped breathing and were speechless in response to her odd request. Kill her? She had never been a threat, it wasn't her fault she was reaped, she just wanted to save her sister, just like Mama. She was our age, she was in the same situation as we were. It would be heartless to kill her, but it would also be heartless to refuse. If she left us, she'd be left to kill herself, which would be a bit harder and less quick without any weapons. Starving herself would be long and excruciating for her, so then she'd have no choice but to turn herself in to Glitterbomb, and she would score no pity for her. She'd treat her cries of pain the typical bird sing song. So, which one would be less cruel?

She saw our faces and began to cry. "Please!" she sobbed. "I just want to die! I don't want to stay here any longer! I want to go and be with my parents! I want to support my sister in her life! I want to leave this arena! I want to go home!"

We turned to each other. We all knew someone would have to kill her, only none of us wanted to be the one to do it. Lola stepped up, fighting back tears and kneeling down beside her.

"You could join us, you know, it doesn't have to end like this. You could survive."

"I'd be useless, I knew that when you left me alone with a dead Blossom."

Her face displayed hurt, trauma, but mainly guilt of leaving her. No wonder why she stepped up, she was the one who owed her, and knew this was the only way to do it. She looked at her desperate little face and tears rolled down her cheeks. She let go of her sword, listening to it vibrate on the hard ground.

"JUST LET ME LEAVE THIS CRUEL WORLD WHERE CHILDREN ARE FORCED TO FIGHT EACH OTHER!" Tilly screamed in more pain Glitterbomb could have given her. "LET ME GO! PLEASE!"

She grabbed the blanket which Yarn made and draped it over her. "Just so you'll be warm." she whispered.

"Very warm." Tilly spoke in a softer voice, and handed Lola back her sword. "You know you have to do it. Might as well get it over with."

"I suppose you're right." Lola attempted to choke back her tears, and lifted her sword. "You are going home, Tilly."

"Home." she whispered, holding her hand to assure her. "I am going to go home."

Lola looked down at the sword, and with great pain, shoved it into the heart of Tilly Sears. Tilly smiled slightly for the last time, before drifting away. Lola had just seemed to come to her senses that she killed this young girl and it destroyed her.

"No." she cried, taking Tilly's hand and watching it drop to the surface. "NO! TILLY!"

Colin and I knelt down beside her and we all cried together. My hand brushed Tilly's soft hair, very soft, behind her ear. Her eyes were staring at the sunrise in the sky, a pleasant view, perfect for her last view. We all had to remind each other that this is what she wanted, that she was going to live on.

That she was playing with her parents.

I could almost hear them whisper,

"Welcome home, Tilly."