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"Please don't die" Gale begs the air as I open an eye painfully. I don't know how long I have been out, but we definitely aren't in the alley anymore. I am in an ornate be, my bare back laying face up.

Something, someone is digging in my shoulder where I'm almost positive the bullet went through.

I cry out an agonizing yelp and hiss in pain. It shoots throughout my body and someone claps their hands over my mouth.

"Hush child" a woman with a silly capitol accent warns giving another sharp tug on something lodged in my shoulder.

"Shh Oaklan" Gale tries to sooth me as he rubs my lower back in small gentle circles.

Silent tears well up in my eyes and I try to push them back. The pain is unbearable and a few stray tears slip down my face. Gale's hand is there within a matter of milliseconds to wipe them away softly.

"What happened" I whisper wincing a few times as the woman pushes her tweezers in deeper to remove the lodged objects.

"Well, you tore a peacekeeper, who was beating me, into human spaghetti, and then another one was on the stairs. I shouldn't have stopped you there; I should have looked around and checked to see that you were safe. I didn't I was reckless and now you have to pay for my stupid mistake" he whispers. His voice cracks in several spots as he stares into my eyes like he's trying to see my soul.

"Then what?" I murmur reaching out to touch his face. Just this movement hurts too much and I have to drop my hand before it even gets halfway there. It hangs off the fluffy blood spattered bed at an awkward angle for a second. Gale sees my distress and quickly lifts my arm up and lays it comfortably back down next to my body.

"Then," he continues "Henynta here found us. Turns out she's been a supporter of the rebels for quite some time. She's a doctor at the hospital here in the capitol. She watched our games and recognized us" the old woman, Henynta I suppose, grunts in response putting a sterile bandage over my wound.

"The others?" I question groaning aloud in pain. Again I am quickly shushed by Henynta.

"Finnick is dead, along with some of the others you didn't know. Peeta is serving as the distraction right now. Katniss is headed to Snow's mansion, and I don't know where Johanna is. Last I heard she was raiding the hospital in search of morphling.

Typical Johanna; of course she's raiding the biggest supply of morphling while the rest of us are busy doing things worthwhile, like fighting for our country.

"What's happening?" I ask as bombs ring out in the distance, the sound is enough to make the house shake. The whole house rattles around and I can feel the bed shaking painfully under me.

"This is Coin's big plan. The capitol must be surrendering." Gale whispers sending chills down my spine.

That's when I hear her screams "Katniss, Oaklan" Prim's yells fill the big house. We must m=not be far from Snow's mansion.

Then she's quiet. I am up in an instant ignoring the searing pain and Gale screaming at me to come back. I trip going down the stairs and fall hearing a sharp snap in my arm as it too fills with pain. I ignore it, I have to keep going. I sprint outside, only to see Snow' mansion is right next door.

The last glimpse of Prim I see is her blue eyes crying out for help as she stands in the midst of the capitol children. I watch as my dream plays out and she falls to the ground, nothing but a pile of ash.

"No Prim" Katniss and I are screaming. We are both running, but I can't find the strength to do much of anything anymore.

Two strong pale arms catch me and I recognize the boy from four.

"Prim" I scream again in agony. This time it's not from the pain. This time, my screams are because everything that was once good in the world is now gone. The little light that held me together for so long is gone.

Scenes flash by in my head of Prim, her milking lady, healing me when I fell out of the tree. Us crying together as rue died. She was mine to protect, even though Katniss was her sister, she never really was there after the games. She handed off her responsibilities to become something she wasn't. Katniss was no longer there anymore and Prim could tell too.

I didn't even say anything to her the last time I saw her, I was so consumed with myself. I guess the saying is true, you truly never know what you have until it's gone.

- 2 Days Later-

We won yay. To tell the truth, I'm not even excited. It's very bittersweet. Gale tries to comfort me, but he only seems to make it work. He doesn't try to talk about it anymore; he knows talking doesn't interest me anymore. I haven't spoken to anyone but Cinna, and the boy from four, his name is Brentson. He lost his little brother in the fighting so he understands.

Nobody has seen Katniss for days, but we know she likes her space. Nobody goes looking for her and we stick to ourselves nowadays.

They have asked me to speak at Prim's funeral. I agreed, but I don't know what I'm going to say.

Cinna says that I should pretend I'm talking to her, like I did during my games interview.

"That's my brave angel" Cinna gives my hand a squeeze before stepping back to admire his perfect work.

"Cinna, I can't do this. My husband gave Coin the plans to kill her. Her family probably hates me" I let him wipe a tear away before it can damage my makeup too badly.

Another thing I may have found out this week; my husband, the love of my life, helped to plan the only other thing I love's death. I hate the Capitol.

Coin called us all in yesterday, I have been kicked out of the crazy club and put in the fighter club after my stint with the peacekeepers. She wants to start a games for the capitol children, I refused so did Gale and Peeta, but most others said yes. Annie entered both her and Finnick's votes while clasping her swollen belly tightly like it's the only thing holding her to the ground.

"You'll be fine my brave little girl" he reassures me before escorting me down the hall to where the funeral is being held.

I am the first to talk and as I do, I notice Katniss slip in the back doors.

"Prim was an angel. She was more than just a friend to me. I got some great advice from a really good friend, so I'm going to talk to Prim like I would normally. I hope it is alright with you" the audience nods and some sniffle in panicked gasps. "Prim, why'd you have to leave me? You were so perfect, so sweet. I loved you like you were my own sister. Every day I got up with the intentions of keeping you alive until, well forever. I never wanted to lose you and if I could do anything right now, it would be trading places with you. I know you're better off where you are, but I can't say I miss you enough. You gave me a reason to live Prim, and for that I will be forever in your service" I finish. I finish here because if I speak another line I may collapse right here on the wooden stage.

Applause echoes in the room.

"Stay brave Oaklan, I'm happy now. I love you" a whisper seems to come from the breeze in Prim's voice. I'm not the only one who hears it because shortly after the whisper Katniss' head snaps up. She makes immediate eye contact with me and then breaks it quickly. She doesn't to see Gale and me, Gale killed her sister, and me, I'm just guilty by association.

After the funeral is the allotted time for Snow's assassination is to be broadcasted all over Panem. It seems so terribly wrong to have a funeral and then an assassination but its Coin's choice not mine.

I stand slightly behind Gale anticipating the moment when I will get to see Snow finally dead. I lean up against his shoulder as Katniss lets the arrow fly. It hurtles through the air striking its victim square in the chest. Only its victim is female, and doesn't have white hair. She just killed Coin.

Madness breaks out and I slip away from Gale as everyone rushes to hold down Katniss. No one notices as I walk towards Snow with an evil smile plastered on my face.

He looks up at me and laughs "whatcha going to do to me angel?" he must be completely insane.

"I'm going to kill you" I hiss, my smile becoming a sadistic smirk as I raise my boot "I keep my promises Snow" is the last thing I say before my boot crushes his skull.

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