A/N: Oh, my gosh. I woke up to 14 NOTIFICATIONS, all about this story. I swear I had a heart attack. That's just…oh my gosh.

Well, I'm so glad you liked it! Here's the next one! This is their final goodbyes to anyone they have left. Enjoy!

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Tori POV

This was the day that I said goodbye for good and headed off to my death.

I stood in a room, waiting for my mother and sister to walk in. my heart was racing at about 100 miles an hour, and a clammy sweat covered my palms. I was shaking, and I was starting to give myself a headache above my right eyebrow. I wiped my hands off on my shirt and rubbed at the aching spot on my forehead.

Finally, after what seemed like forever, my mom and sister walked into the room.

I leapt into my mother's arms, fighting back the tears that pricked at my eyes. I knew I was being watched. I couldn't let myself seem vulnerable. It was too risky.

"Stay safe, okay? We'll be with you every step of the way," she said. I sighed and nodded. She pulled back and looked at me with sincere eyes.

"Stay alive," she said, her voice as cold as steel. Not in a bad way though.

"I will," I replied. My mom hugged me once more, turning away afterwards so I wouldn't see her cry.

All it took was one look at Trina and we were both gone. Tears were streaming freely down both of our faces as she took me into her arms.

"I need you to promise me that you will do everything you can to stay alive," said Trina seriously, crushing me against her. I didn't mind though.

"I promise. I swear," I added. My body shook with sobs, and I tried to suppress them but it was hard.

"I just can't lose anyone else," whispered Trina. She held me tight and closed her eyes.

When she let go, all the security I had in her arms was gone. I felt in danger, exposed to the world. Exposed to the other tributes.

I exchanged one last longing glance with Trina and my mother, and then they had to leave.

I took a deep breath and dried my eyes. I knew what I had to be in these games. I knew what I needed to do.

When I was calmed down, I did one simple act that changed me for these games.

I took in a deep breath and closed my eyes gently. I internally let go of everything that might hurt me or make me want to give up. It was almost as if I could feel my blood turning to ice and my bones turning to steel.

And when I opened my eyes, they had a new, cold look in them.

I am Tori Vega. I am 16 years old. And I will stop at nothing to make sure I win these Games.

Cat POV

My breathing was staggered and I was sweating like crazy. My heart was pounding and I felt sick to my stomach. I was sure there was not an ounce of color in my face at the moment.

I stood in a quiet room, where I would say goodbye one more time to my brother. I knew this was my last goodbye, because, let's face it, I'm not made for these games. I just can't do this.

My brother finally walked into the room and I ran into his arms, closing my eyes tight.

I was a bit shocked to feel him shaking with sobs, tears pouring down his face.

"It's ok," I whispered, though I knew it was not.

"No its not. I'm not ready to lose you," he cried, knowing just as well as I did that I wasn't going to make it out of these games.

I started to say he wouldn't lose me, but I knew it was pointless.

"I'll fight for you, Frankie. I'll hold out as long as I can," I said. "You'll be the last thing I think of before I die, I promise you that."

Frankie kissed my forehead and held me close.

I was trying so hard not to cry right now. I was shaking from the effort I was putting into it.

"You don't have to be so strong," Frankie said. That broke me.

I sobbed quietly into his chest. Frankie just held on to me and cherished his last few moments with me.

Sooner than I wanted, the people said that Frankie needed to leave. We hugged once more, and he was gone. That was the last time I was ever gonna see my brother, I was sure of it.

I took a deep breath and wiped away my tears. I was going to be strong for him.

I wasn't going to be weak.

Jade POV

I didn't even want to say goodbye to my dad. It wouldn't make a difference, and it was altogether kind of pointless. Its not like either of us had anything to say.

So when my father walked into the room, I surprised myself by jumping into his arms, and was surprised even further by the fact that he hugged me back.

"Please win, Jade," my dad said seriously. "I can't lose you too."

"Since when do you care?" I asked.

"Always have, always will. I love you Jade. I know I've been hostile with you since he died, and I'm so sorry…" my dad said. I could swear I saw the hint of a tear in his eye.

I sighed.

"I'll try. And if I die, at least it was worth it," I said. I didn't want to die in vain. I wanted to know that I was dying for him, for my brother.

My dad took me into his arms once more before he left.

When he was ushered out, it took all the strength I had left in me not to burst into tears. I never cry. The only time I did was when my mom died and when my brother died. This feeling was very unsual for me.

I calmed myself down, and soon returned to my normal state. Cold to the core. Bones made of steel. Icy blue eyes piercing anything I look at.

Beck POV

It was not until now that I realized I had no one to say goodbye to.

My family was dead. I had no one left.

So when my old best friend, Gale Hawthorne, walked into the room, I was pretty surprised.

See, I used to live in District 12. I don't remember why we moved, well why we were relocated by the Capitol, but I think it had something to do with the fact that my brother was always hunting in the woods with me.

I didn't even know he was allowed to come and see me.

"Oh my God…Gale!" I said, and he embraced me.

"Havent seen you for a while, kid," said Gale, calling me my old nickname. He is older than me, so it makes sense.

I smiled.

"How you been?" I asked him.

"Alright until today. Its harder than I thought to say goodbye to two people you love," he said, giving a half smile at me.

I nodded. "Who else did you say bye to?"

"The District 12 Girl…her name's Katniss. I told her not to kill you no matter what. Please don't kill her. I couldn't stand to watch it…" Gale said, trailing off.

I nodded.

People started telling Gale he needed to leave.

"I'll watch Katniss," I said.

"Thank you. Be careful. I don't want to lose you," said Gale, pulling me into a hug. He was crying.

I couldn't help but start crying too.

Finally Gale walked out of the room, his head bowed low in sorrow.

It was then that I made a commitment to take care of Katniss and watch over her for as long as possible.

Andre POV

My sister and I stood quietly in a room together, waiting for our mother and father to walk in.

When they did, I immediately went in for a group hug.

"You'll be alright. You'll be alright," said Dad, trying to reassure all of us.

"Please take care of Amelia. Take care of both of you," said Mom.

When we pulled away from the hug, I was surprised to find tears in my father's eyes. He has never cried in front of me before, so it was a little hard to see him like that.

"It's ok," I said, looking at my dad. He took a deep breath and calmed himself down.

"I'm scared. I don't want to do this!" cried Amelia.

I scooped her up into my arms and held her tight.

"We'll be alright," I promised her. I knew I was never going to leave her side until I died.

We turned back to our parents.

We hugged each other once more, and it was time to say goodbye.

As they walked through that door, I couldn't stop the tears that flowed down my cheeks.

Robbie POV

I paced the room I was confined to nervously, my mind racing, head pounding. The people watching me must have thought I was crazy.

When my brother walked in to say goodbye, I immediately leapt into his arms like a little child.

"I cant do this," I managed to wheeze out as tears started to restrict my speech.

My brother's strong arms around me made me feel a little safer, but I knew I was anything but safe at the moment.

"Yes you can," said Arthur (my brother).

"Arthur, look at me. I'm so weak…I can't see without these glasses. I might as well be dead already," I whined.

"What matters is whats inside you," Arthur said, putting his hand over my chest. "You may not be strong, but youre brave at heart. And that's got to count for something."

I took into consideration what he had just told me, and suddenly my confidence soared.

"I'm going to win for you," I said suddenly, surprising myself even.

"That's my boy. You'll be alright," Arthur said. He clapped me on the back and had to leave. I swear I could see him starting to cry.

I wasn't truly ready for this. But I didn't have a choice.