Chapter 9 The days in our cave
I wake up. I am not in my bed in my room in the bakery; I am in a dark cave. I don't know where I am. But then I remember, I am a piece of the Hunger games. One of the star crossed lovers from district twelve. But where is my star crossed love? Where is she? She isn't in the cave. The worst scenario pops up in my head. Cato and Clove like to hunt in the nights. I am about to get up on my feet when I see my wonderful girl walk into the cave. "I woke up and you where gone" I say. "I was worried about you" And I was. I was so worried about her. I love her more than my own life. And if she dies, and I survive, I will never come home. Not for real. The ones that you love could make you feel like home everywhere, even in a cold, dark cave in the Hunger games. She laughs and helps me back down to the floor. "You where worried about me? Have you taken a look at yourself lately?" she asks me. She smiles. No, I bet I haven't looked at myself lately. I bet I don't want to either. "I thought that Cato and Clove might found you. They like to hunt at night" I tell her. "Clove? Which one is that?" she asks. "The girl from district two. She is still alive. Right?" I see at her face that Clove survived the tracker-jackers. "Yes, there is just them and us and Tresh and Foxface left" she tells me. Foxface? Who's that? I get the answer. "That's what I've nicknamed the girl from Five. How do you feel?" I look at her. I feel much better. I am not alone anymore, have someone that takes care of me. I will be with the girl I love when I die, and she loves me back. But it hurts to know that she loves me, if I don't make it back home. "Better than yesterday. This is an enormous improvement from the mud." I say. "Clean clothes and medicine and a sleeping bag…. And you" She reach out her hand, to touch my check. But I catch her hand and press it against my hand. "No more kisses until you've eaten" she says.
"You didn't sleep" I say to Katniss. She didn't. She spied whole night, if I know her right. "I'm all right" she replies. But the bags under her eyes tell different. She is tired. She helped me whole afternoon yesterday, and she spied whole night. "Sleep now, I keep watch. I'll wake you if anything happens" I tell her. I need to sleep at night, to heal my wounded leg. And she has to sleep to, so it's her turn to sleep now. "All right" she says "But just a few hours. Then you wake me" she says. I smile at her. "Go to sleep" I say calmly. I brush her hair from her eyes, and I stoking her hair when she falls asleep.
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