Just kidding. Here's the next chapter.
I dazed in and out of sleep, feeling more and more weak. Everything hurt, especially my heart, I didn't want my family to die here. I didn't want to die now, I didn't even get to hold or see my first child. And I felt like I let Katniss down by not be able to dig us out. I just couldn't do it! I just couldn't find the strength to do it. I felt useless, and worthless and loveless. I was going to die! And I was going to die! But at least I wasn't alone; I had my true love in my arms! And we were dying together! Just like that stupid fairy tale, Romeo and Juliet. I hate that story! It makes absolutely no sense! I didn't want to die like that! I was making no sense. I opened my eyes, to have them burst with tears. I screamed with all the energy I had left. And I kept screaming, hoping someone might hear me. But mostly to get it all out! I screamed with all I had, my heart, my soul, my life! I screamed, until I couldn't anymore, until I blacked out.
Little did I know Gale was standing in front of me, when I woke up from all that screaming. He was sort of laughing but yet it didn't seem as if he was laughing because he found us. It seemed he was more laughing at me, was it because I screamed? I didn't care, I was just glad to be safe. "Take her first…" I referred to Katniss, Gale nodded. But he lifted us both on to his back and carried us both out! Once I saw the clear blue sky he collapsed onto the grass. Probably from carrying us both all that way. Plus he dug in, to get to us in the first place. I don't know how he did it. Sterilizers, maybe? Oh-Peeta-what are you doing? Accusing the man who just rescued you of doing that? Get a grip! I had no control of my mind anymore; I didn't know what was real. "What?" Gale said, I looked at him. "What?" I said back. "You mumbled something." He said picking Katniss back up. "Oh, sorry." I stood up, "I can walk from here. Where are we going?" I said trying to keep balance, there seemed to be three Gales and the floor was moving. "Okay, we're going to Haymitch's, can you walk?" he asked, "Yes." I muttered, more concentrated on taking a step forward then what all the Gale's had said. Or just one Gale, but I didn't know which one was actually him, and which two weren't? I took a step and landed perfectly on my face, nope I couldn't walk. Suddenly I was lifted from the floor, and I realized Gale had handed Katniss over to Haymitch and had come back to lift me. Although this was entirely humiliating, I let him. Because falling on your face every two steps was worse.
We made it to Haymitch's house, and I was laid in a bed and they started to take my clothes off. They were going to fix me up, someone came in, pinched me (which was probably a shot.) and that's all I remember.
I was wearing a long shirt, and I was in my own room. Everything was soar, and my head hurt. The room seemed to be spinning but I am sure it's just my eyes playing tricks on me. Gale walked in; luckily there was only one of him this time. "How you feeling?" he asked sitting on a chair by my bed. "Where's Katniss?" I asked, and his eyes widened. "How are you feeling?" he refused to answer my question. "Where's Katniss?" I asked more seriously. But my voice was so dim and weak. "Peeta, there's something I have to tell you, about Katniss." He said, and my heart started to beat faster. "What?" I choked. He looked deep into my eyes, his eyes were sad. He opened his mouth and I was afraid of the words. "Katniss is…-well…fine." It took all my strength to glare at him, and I used even more too violently hit him with my pillow. "That's not funny." He laughed blocking my blows. "Okay, she's actually in the living room." I sighed. "You-you, oh." I stuck my tongue out at him.
Later he left the room, but little did I know of Gale's deception. For he lied to me, I caught a glance of him in the mirror as he walked out. And all I know is that everything he told me was a lie…