First Hunger Games fic, and it's been a while since I've even written a fanfiction. So this is pretty much right after Gale tells Katniss that District 12 has been destroyed.
Not really sure if I'm going to continue this or not..but uhh..on with the story.
Disclaimer: The Hunger Games trilogy belongs to Suzanne Collins, not mysel
"You're lying" I say. This is impossible, District 12 cannot possibly be gone.
"Katniss," Gale says gently, "I wouldn't lie to you about something like this"
Tears begin to well up in my eyes for what seems like the millionth time. "Get out." I say harshly.
"Katniss, if you'll just-" Gale tries.
"I said 'Get out!'" I scream. He tries grabbing my hand, and all of a sudden I am filled with more energy than what feels like I've had in months. I slap his hand away, he tries grabbing it again. This time I punch in the air hoping to get a piece of Gale. I'm sobbing at this point. I'm also screaming, which seems what I've been doing a lot of lately. Gale finally gives up, and quietly walks towards the door.
"I'm sorry, Katniss." he says, in the same tone Finnick had said to me a few days ago. I wipe the tears from my cheeks, but more come. Of course I know it's not Gale's fault District 12 was blown to pieces, but it seems as though everything has been stacking on top of each other. Cinna being beaten to a pulp, possibly dead. The Quarter Quell. Peeta gone, along with Joanna and Enobaria. Now District 12 being destroyed. I guess I have a few things to be happy about: my mother and Prim were still alive, Gale was safe, and me. I was still living, my heart still beating.
A few hours later, a nurse I'm assuming was from District 13, came to give me more sleeping serum. I wanted to see Gale again, I wanted to apologize from before. I shouldn't have yelled at him, he'd been in the very beginning, and although he couldn't be with me during the games, he kept me striving to live. It was he that I hoped to come home to.
"Wait," I say right before the nurse injects the serum into the IV. "I need to see Gale."
"Not tonight, Katniss." she says. "I've had strict orders to put you out now."
"From who, Haymitch?" I say hotly, not giving her time to answer, I continue, "Haymitch is the last person you should be taking orders from. Especially orders about me. Haymitch has betrayed me in more ways than you can imagine."
"I'm sorry, miss. Orders are orders."
"Please," I say desperately. "If I could just talk to Gale for a few minutes, j-just to tell him I'm sorry." Hysteria is starting to rise in my voice, and I know it's not helping my case.
She shakes her head slowly, and injects the medicine. Almost instantly my vision gets hazy, but I keep repeating, "I'm sorry" until my world goes black.
So..should I continue? I don't really know what I'd write about but if you uh..have any suggestions or you know criticisms go ahead and tell 'em. I'm also sorry for the errors that there are..
Oh, I do know that it's rather short, but I don't like writing long chapters..