I apologise for any upsets this chapter may cause. I don't want to ruin any of it before you read it though; so I will explain more at the end. This chapter is dedicated to Teampeeta999. Thanks for the review.
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Thom and Adrian fight for a while and everything gets far too chaotic. Peeta pulls me out of the way; grabbing me the wrist and physically pulling me back. I can't move. I'm so caught up in my thoughts, it's paralysed me. Rye continuously screams at pip to run. She has now managed to sneak out of Thom's grasp, and is backed up against the wall.
I watch as Adrian and Thom wrestle. I watch as nobody tries to help. I watch as we all come to the realisation that if Adrian had ever been reaped, the chances are he'd come home a victor. He pins Thom down to the ground, straddling his stomach; knife to his neck.
"I'm not going to kill you Thom." Is the first thing he says.
"Why?" Thom verbalises what we're all thinking.
"Because, I'm a decent person. But I swear to god if so much as touch any one of these girls… or my brother's for that matter, I won't think twice about slicing your neck."
"Ok."
"I want you to get out of here; I don't want to see you here, in or around this building, again. I want to make it clear that if you set foot in this bakery again, I will call the police and tell them everything about your involvement in Gale's case."
"You can't prove I had anything to do with it" He protests
"I wouldn't be so sure" Adrian says; his voice low and gravelly.
"Fine"
"Now what are you going to do, when I let you go?"
"Go home"
"Good." Adrian says, standing up and walking away from him. Thom stands up and looks me straight in the eyes.
"He says he's sorry." He tells me. "Gale, that is. He told me to tell you that he's sorry." I don't respond, but I hold my stare. He drops his knife on the floor before leaving.
Olivia runs to Adrian, checking he's ok. Peeta makes sure Madge is ok, before trying to see me. I don't look at him, my eyes are fixed on Pip.
"You're bleeding" I say, not moving or changing anything about my voice; I can't do anything but make the statement. All eyes turn to Pip, and Rye runs up to see her. She's holding her hand over the wound, but the blood is sticking to the fabric of her shirt, giving it away.
"Oh my god, pip." Rye says, his voice quivering "It's really bad."
"No, it's fine" she lies.
"No, it's not. Come on, I'm taking you to the hospital…" He takes her hand but she doesn't move.
"I can't move, Rye"
"Then I'll carry you" He lifts her into his arms and carries her like a baby. She shakes her head.
"Rye, it's too late. There's no point."
"No, you're wrong" He says, his voice catching in the back of his throat. "You're wrong."
"Not this time."
He falls to his knees, Pip still in his arms. The blood is seeping through her shirt onto his; she's still bleeding, and a lot. Peeta runs into the kitchen before reappearing with pain killers and wet towels. Rye won't let her go, keeping her in his grip.
"Rye… stop it. Stop crying" Pip tells him.
"We've got to get you help" He half sobs.
"It's too late for that, you know it."
"I'd rather die trying than not try at all."
"Shhh. Don't say that"
"No. I've only just got you back, I'm not giving you up that easily"
"You always had me, Rye. And you always will."
"Right. Because I'm not going to let you go. I promise."
"Don't make promises you can't keep. Listen, Rye. When I die, which is sure to be soon, I want you to promise not to blame yourself. You have a tendency to do that… I don't want you blaming yourself for something that couldn't have been prevented, Ok?"
"You just told me not to make promises I can't keep."
"Rye… sometimes, you have to make promises you're afraid of breaking. But love is keeping those promises anyway. You need to keep this one promise. Even if you lie and cheat and steal for the rest of your days, you have to keep this one promise." Rye doesn't respond out loud. Tears start to fall down his cheeks as he bites his lip and nods.
"I'm sorry"
"For what" Rye asks, sniffing back the sobs.
"For everything. For the abortion. For leaving. For coming back."
"Don't say that!"
"It's true, though"
"Shhhh. No it's not. You've done so much. Stop it."
"If I didn't leave we wouldn't be hear"
"But if you didn't come back I would never be ok again"
"Look after Micah when I'm gone, yeah?"
"I will. I promise I will."
"He's lost so much already, please don't let him lose you"
"I won't. He'll be ok. You'll be ok."
"I think it's a bit late for that…"
"No. It's ok. You're ok."
"Rye, stop telling yourself that I'm fine. I'm ok, but I'm not going to be for much longer."
"You have to promise me something too, Pip" Rye says, quickly and desperately.
"Yeah?" She says, her voice gradually getting quieter.
"Remember me." he whispers.
"I couldn't ever forget you" She smiles as much as she can, clutching the wound.
All of a sudden, Pip winces in pain; Rye holds her hand tighter, her petite figure still lying in his arms.
"No" he cries "No, Pip stay with me." he doesn't get a response. "Pip! Pip, I love you. Look at me… please."
He begs and cries and sobs as he holds her limp body in his arms and rocks her. He pulls her up into a supportive hug, managing to smudge blood on his hands, shirt and face. He kisses her forehead and lies her down on the ground, finally admitting defeat; Pip is gone.
Ok, so I am very sorry that I killed off Pip. I want to explain that I've been planning it from the beginning - and Puja (The real Pip) Has also known from the very first chapter that Pip was going to die. I will admit that I was really quite sad whilst writing this chapter, and even thought about changing the ending, but I stuck with it and here we are. I have even been called 'Moffat' (Sherlock/Doctor Who fans will understand) I'm sorry for the loss, but assure you that things will hopefully get better. Love you all *hugs all of my readers* Thanks for reading, Hoping to have another chapter up tomorrow - MadcapScribbler x