I run on, tears streaking my face.
I trusted him.
I cared about him.
I thought he cared about me.
I thought I was worth more than some supplies.
I thought he would protect me like I protect him.
My legs beat down onto the wet forest floor. I run until I find the river. I follow it, passing the empty Cornucopia, crossing over to the mountains directly on the other side of the arena. As far as possible from our cave. From his cave. As far from that place where I felt safe, that place we shared.
This just proves I can't trust. This just proves I can't care. This just proves I can't love.
There are no such things. I find a cave, bigger than his, but colder. I feel so alone. I shouldn't have thought he was different. He's just a bloodthirsty tribute. He's just a Career. I'm only worth some supplies.
The Capitol seal appears. The dead tribute was the girl from Three.
I sleep. I sleep all night, and more. I think I have a fever. Even though I sleep so much, I can't rest. My dreams are terrifying. I'm dying. The cold gave me a sickness.
I wake up. I'm functional. I get up. Mechanically, I leave the cave. I get out. I start walking. As I spear a squirrel and cook it, I feel better. Food makes me more alert. I chew on the small meat. I walk around.
There's a noise. I jump, and see someone moving. A flash of black hair. Amandla.
"You can come out, I won't hurt you," I call.
Amandla peeks out. Her short dark curls are tangled, and she has a wild look. I invite her to sit down. She munches on a piece of the squirrel.
"What brings you here?" I ask.
"I'm allying with Liam. He told me to go get food," she explains.
I see a squirrel. I throw a knife at it and it falls dead. I give it to Amandla.
"Bring this to Liam," I tell her.
"Thanks," she grins.
There are two other canons.
"Oh, no."
