Chapter 11 The feast
"So you're not going?" I ask her suspiciously. I know this girl, more stubborn than anyone I know. "Of course I'm not going. Give me some credit. Do you think I'm running straight into some free-for-all against Cato, Clove and Tresh? Don't be stupid" she says and try to help me back to the sleeping bag. Her eyes tells me that she lies. "I'll let them fight it out. We'll see who's in the sky tomorrow night and work out a plan from there" Oh, I see. She lies to me, I know that. "You're such a bad liar, Katniss. I don't know how you've survived this long" and then, without of thinking, I start to mimic her. "I knew that goat would be a little gold mine. You're a little cooler, tough. Of cause I'm not going" I say, and shake my head. "Never gamble at cards. You'll lose your last coin" I tell her. She is angry at me. And I know that, but I've never handled an angry girlfriend in an arena before so, I have to improvise. Her anger flushes in her face, she is red like a tomato. "All right, I'm going, and you can't stop me" she yells at me. But she forgets something, I will follow her, I'm wounded but I can move. "I can follow you. At least partway. I may not make it to Cornucopia, but if I'm yelling your name, I bet that someone can find me. And then I will be dead for sure" I say, maybe not the best thing to say to my girlfriend, that is upset already. "You won't get a hundred meters from here on that leg" she replies. "Then I'll drag myself" I am stubborn as well, she isn't alone being stubborn. "You go and I'm going, too" I say. She thinks for a moment, maybe of wall me up in this cave or something. "What am I supposed to do? Sit here and watch you die?" she asks me. Yes, its way better if she is alive to make it back home. I want her to live. And I know that she is superior with the bow and the arrows, but the careers are violent and they won't give her mercy. Cato wants to make her pay for the nest of tracker-jackers she threw in our faces. "I won't die. I promise. If you promise not to go" I tell her. My liar skills isn't the best, I know that she knows that I will die without medicine. But I want her to survive, and its way easier to do that without a sick boyfriend to protect. She gives up the argument, and I am confused. "Then you have to do what I say. Drink your water, wake me when I tell you, and eat every bite of the soup, no matter how disgusting it is!" she snaps at me. Why argue? "Agreed. Is it ready? I ask her. "Wait here" she says.
"I've brought you a treat. I found a new patch of berries a little further downstream" she tells me. I eat it, without of thinking that it might be a trap. The berries are sweet, almost too sweet to taste good. "They're ´very sweet" I tell her. "Yes, they're sugarberries. My mother makes jam from them. Haven't you ever had them before?" she asks. No, haven't. I've never heard of them before, and never eaten them. But the taste reminds me of something, but I don't know what. "No" I say. "But they taste familiar. Sugar berries?" I say. "Well, you can't find them in the market much, they only grow wild" she says, and I swallow one of the last spoons of berries. "They're sweet as syrup" When I say it loud, I realize the truth. It's sleep syrup, no question about that. My girlfriend just improved that she is clever enough to swindle me, but not that clever to know her own best. "Syrup" I say again. Not the common one we have at the bakery that we use to gingerbread. It's a common medicine in district 12, that we call sleeping syrup. It makes you sleep, and I bet she didn't stint with it. I try to puke it up, but the world starts to disappear around me before I succeed.
I wake up in the cave, raining outside the cave. I see Katniss behind me, sleeping. I see a creepy pool of blood around her, and a wound in her forehead. My leg doesn't hurt anymore; I look around and see a syringe on the floor. She did it, she stopped my blood poisoning. I have a chance to make it home. I smile at the thought of Sky, Sam and my parents too. I miss them so much. And I miss Sky and Sam the most of everything. I have the girl I love here, and I will protect her till we win. But I won't have a girlfriend if I won't do something about her wounds in her forehead. I start to take care of the wounds. I find some bandage in the medicine bag. I take the wet socks of her feet.
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