Author's Note; Hey guys heres another chapter for you! Sorry if it isnt what you were expecting but im trying not to rush things so the story will last longer for you guys, its short but an in-betweener chapter :))) keep the reviews coming if you want more! you know how it works ;) The holidays are here so expect more frequent updates but if i dont update beforehand, i hope you all have a great christmas!
Peeta's POV
Speeding down the roads my fear increases, I need to get to Katniss. I finally turn into the hospital car park and sloppily park into a random space. Grabbing the car keys from the ignition and getting my jacket from the passenger seat I swing the door open and hop out to practically sprint to the entrance of the hospital. I look around in every direction to find someone to help me and spy a reception desk which I run over to.
"Hi.. I need to find Katniss Everdeen please." I hastily say whilst subconsciously tapping on the desk in front of me. She just looks up at me with a blank face like she doesn't give a crap. Why work here if you don't give a crap about the people here.
"Katniss Everdeen! Where is she?" I shout, my patience growing thin.
"Calm down sir or I will need to call security." She says in a dull tone and types something into the computer at the same time. What is this woman's problem?
"I'm sorry, I just need to see her.. Please." I can feel tears welling in my eyes as I practically have to beg this stranger to see my girl friend. I try shifting my weight from foot to foot to stop myself from actually crying.
"Down the hall and to the right, room 214." She's still typing on her computer which is so aggravating. As soon as the last syllable leaves her mouth I take off down the hall, looking at each door for the numbers. 210, 211, 212, 213, 214. I peek through the glass window in the door and see the bottom half of a figure lying in a hospital bed. With my breathe catching I twist the door knob and open the door, nearly stumbling in. She's lying with the white bed sheets pulled up to her rib cage and her arms at either side of her. My eyes travel up to her face and that's when the first tear slips out. There is a long stitched cut coming out of his hair line and down the right side of her face, still looking fresh and bright red. There's also bruising around the scar and edging near her eye. There's no expression on her face just as if she was masking her pain like she would on a day to day basis, her face pale from loss of blood and she is hooked up to machines by wires protruding from her arm. I slowly walk forward as I take her in, a steady stream of tears now coming from my eyes.
"Katniss…" I fall into the seat beside her bed and drop my head in my hands. I can't believe this has happened to her, someone who always looks out for everyone else and puts her loved ones before herself and someone must have did this to her. I gently take her hand and clasp it in between mine, its freezing. I rub her hand in circles, trying to get some warmth back into it, at this point my eyes are getting saw from the amount of tears leaving them.
"They think she was running.." I literally jump out of my seat at the sound of the voice but still clasping onto Katniss' lifeless hand. I didn't even hear anybody come in. There isn't any emotion left in me except sadness so I can't even remain angry at Gale.
"The force of the blow was too great for her to be walking, she would never have cut her head like that if she was.." He stands close to the door with his hands stuffed into his pockets, his gaze not at me but at Katniss.
"Wh..who?" I mutter out though my now hoarse voice.
"They don't know, they didn't find anyone around except the guy she ran into." His voice is calm as he remains standing where he is. I sigh and look back to Katniss.
"I should have been there. " Even admitting it, my heart sinks.
"I think we both know that if Katniss wants to be alone, nobody's going to stop her." He says seeming like he is trying to comfort me.
"That's no excuse. I should have made her stay with someone, even if it wasn't me." I bring her hand to my lips and kiss it, hoping for it to stir something in her and will her to wake up.
"She loves you. That's not going to change." My eyes snap back to Gale who has finally shifted his gaze but to the floor. Did he actually just say that or did I imagine that? And then unexpectedly he laughs.
"Haha, who would have thought we would be having a one to one?" He shifts his weight uncomfortably as he says it. I keep watching him for signs of sarcasm, mockery, anything that breaks this soft talk which doesn't normally come from Gale.
"I only want to make her happy." He continues. "I guess I didn't realise that that meant you… I'll be back later." He quickly turns and leaves the room, slamming the door slightly behind him. Today's been such a rough, long day. I sit back in the seat once more, kissing her on her forehead, gently avoiding her injuries.
"Katniss baby, please, please wake up. I need you. I can't see you like this." I give up and drop my head down on the mattress of her bed, beside her arm and let the tears run out before I feel a movement on the bed and look up to see Katniss stirring and machine sirens start to go off in long, loud rings.