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Chapter 8: I Can't Think of a Name to Name

We switched watch every hour until it was morning.

"Well, we've survived one day." Warnende said.

"Yeah, let's just hope we keep our luck." I told him. "How's your injury?"

"Eh… it still doesn't look too good." He said. "Still hurts, and it's very deep. And it seems to still be bleeding…"

"Do we still have some medicine?" I asked. It did not sound too good. It sounded like it would become infected if he left it unattended.

"No. I used it all. It was only a small little container." He said.

"It's going to get infected!" I said, worried. "You need to change to bandage and get more medicine on it."

I hated to admit it, but we might need Vince to help us. Already.

"Maybe… maybe Vince might send us some? He promised he'd help us. I'm sure Mandy will blackmail him until he sends something." We laughed. We both could picture her doing that.

"Yes, well, until then, we should eat." He said. "I'm starving."

"Yeah. I am, too." I said. "Maybe the dried beef? There are three pieces, you said. So one and a half each?"

"Yeah." He said. He handed me a piece and ripped the other piece in half and gave me that. We had this at home. I really missed that place. And my family. And Maylee. I really wish I could see them again. Just once. I wonder if they're watching me right now. They'd be proud I made it this far. Hoping it'll continue.

"We need to get out of here. Now." Warnende said urgently.

"Wha- why?" I asked, confused. He quickly helped me up. We both started running, me stumbling a bit.

"Stop! There are people up ahead!" I said. He didn't stop.

"There's a mist following us. That's what they're doing. Trying to get us to fight." Warnende said. He stopped and I ran into him.

"The mist stopped. But it's still hovering over there." He whispered. The people were six yardsw away from us. Probably didn't see us yet, or we'd probably be dead.

"Take these." He said. The daggers.

'Throwing daggers can't be any harder than throwing an axe.' He thought. So he was winging it… nice.

Thump! Boom!

"Sora!" a girl's voice shrieked. I heard her feet running. Probably away. Another thump and boom.

"It was the girl from District 11 and boy from District 12. That's a weird pairing. They must have had more, but they died. There's no one else near us, is there?" Warnende asked.

"Nope." I said.

"Okay, good." He said. "They had a backpack. Here." He handed me it, since he was carrying the one we had. "Let's go."

"So that's two more down." He said when we found a place to camp. It was still morning. I took off the backpack and gave it to him. "What do we have?"

I heard it unzip. "Not much. They seem to have eaten all their food. Either that, or they had none to begin with… they left us a few matches, a sleeping bag, and another canteen. It's half filled. Well, we really don't need another sleeping bag, since only one of us sleeps at a time. But we can use-"

BOOM!

He fell silent. Honestly, we were both hoping there'd be more. After about five minutes, we gave up.

"Half are gone." I told him. I really hated these games. They make me feel like a monster. I missed my family very much. We had a bunch of great memories. Like the time when Mom took us fishing… there's only one lake in District 7. It takes a while to get there if you're walking, though. My first time fishing, I did not like the feel of the worm one bit. I refused to put it on the hook when it squirmed in my hands. I shutter just thinking about it. My mom let me use a piece of our lunch, instead. I caught two fish with it. It was going great until Marie, who was two at the time, got hungry and tried to eat the fruit off my hook. It got stuck in her tongue. I shouldn't have left the fishing rod just lying around. My mom had a hell of a time trying to get Marie to stay still so she could take it out. At least it wasn't that bad of an injury. Okay, not the best memory. I shouldn't be laughing when I think about it. It was so cute. I don't know why. I knew my family wasn't going to have good times like that anymore. At least, not with me. I felt warm tears slide down my face.

"What's wrong?" Warnende asked.

"I… I miss my family." I told him, letting out a sob. I missed them so much. I can't stand it. Why is the Capitol so cruel? This time, he pulled me into a hug.

"I promise I'll get you out alive." He said. And I really trusted him. He would do anything to get me out alive, even if that means killing himself. And that would probably be what happens. But… I don't think… I don't think I want him to leave me. I really don't want that. I've grown to like him. I lifted my head from his shoulder. It was silent for a second until I felt his lips on mine. This was my first kiss. Probably my last. I made it last. Well, at least until we had to break for air. I smiled at him and said, "I don't want you to leave."

"…okay." He said and kept holding me. We stayed in that position for a while, until we heard a 'boom'.

MAN! I really suck at romance scenes. I'm SORRY! I APOLOGIZE TO THE WORLD! Haha.

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