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"Well, don't beat yourself up to much, sweetheart, or your going to have to have restraints." says Haymitch.
"Gale! He's going to drop me off in 12 then he's leaving for District 2!" I yell. I stop a while after and Haymitch lets go of my wrists. "What the hell is wrong with my life?" I ask.
"Other than the fact that you and your lover-who now has the urge to sometimes kill you- have been in the games, twice, nothing really." says Haymitch sitting on a chair beside my bed.
"Have you ever wondered what your life would have been like if you hadn't been reaped?" I ask.
"Yes." says Haymitch.
"I do too; I wonder if I would have ever actually met him, Peeta." I say. "I miss my boy with the bread." I whisper to myself.
Now:
The light streaming in through the curtins poors into my shut eyelids. I turn over but end up kickingsomething, well, someone. "UGGHHH! Effie stop hitting me! I'm getting up!" yells the dunken person at the end of my bed. I open my eyes to see Haymitch sleeping at the end of my bed. I kick him slightly harder this time.
"EFFIE I'M UP! Stop hitting me!" He yells. I clasp my hand over my mouth but end up laughing through my nose.
"Hey Hamitch, it's not Effie, and I'm not hitting you. I kicked you by accident I forgot you were there." I say stiffling a laugh. He sits up and glares at me. He makes an attempt to grab my arms but I jump out of bed and I'm across the room before he has the chance. "Good job, Sweetheart, thank you for your concideration." Says Haymitch. I laugh at the use of my words to the gamemakers of the 74th hunger games. My hunger games. I think of the 11 I got for shooting at the stupid roast pig's apple. How the careers teamed up with Peeta to find out my strengths, how he saved me from Cato and how Cato cut him and almost killed him for it. "Your the one passed out on my bed." I laugh.
"Your the one that was screaming, crying and lashing out at 2 in the damn morning." My laugh dies down instantly and my face turns stone. My eyes flicker over to Gale's letter that some how made it back to the night-stand lastnight. The blood red streams of ink seeped through the page and it's like all of the children or- from the quarter quell- older people I've watched die including Peeta are screaming at me to save them. The room starts to spin and I bring my knees up to my chest and I clutch them to myself.
"When can I see him?" I ask. He looks at me questionally. "When can I see Peeta?" I ask.
"I, I don't know." says Haymitch. There's a knock on the door. Prim walks in with mom and Peeta with two gards behind him. I stand up. "Peeta."
"Hiya Kat." he says, I smile. Then I walk closer to him.
"Peeta?" He opens his arms and I walk into his formilliar embreace. I place my head on his chest, arms around his waist. His hands rest on the small of my back, his head lightly placed ontop of mine. I take a deep shaky breath.
"Why did they take you?" I ask nervously "They- they were Snow's Peacekeepers, Katniss." I whimper and clasp my eyes tightly shut. I purse my lips to keep myself from crying, but it doesn't work; a few tears slip onto his shirt. My lip trembels thinking about his answer but I take a deep trembeling breath and ask anyway. "Why did you scream?" I ask my voice braking. I feel something wet hit the top of my head and notice that Peeta's crying too.
"They hooked me up to electricity. I screamed when it shot through my body." He says holding me close while my body shakes with rapid sobs. I pull back and look at mom.
"What happened to Snow's Peacekeepers?" "They got electrified." Says mom.
"Slowly and painfully." Haymitch has the need to add. I turn to face him, I scowl.
"You new!" I almost scream. "You new what happened, and, oh, this is the best part, and, you didn't tell me!" I scream "Remember what I told you earlier, Sweetheart." He says pointing to his wrists. I shake it off.
"And!" I start pacing. "Gale's leaving for district 2! I have no hunting partner now! All because of Snow!" I yell. "And Coin." I mumble. Prim's face drops.
"Gale's leaving?" She asks surprised. I nod tears pooling in my eyes. "What about Rory?" Awe yeah I forgot.
"It's okay lil duck, he's probably coming back to 12." I say. It's then that it really hits me. My best friend Gale is leaving Prim has Rory, Mom has Hazelle and who do I have? Peeta, Haymitch?-Maybe-, Prim, and mom. He's gone. He's not coming back to the place where we first met, or his childhood, though both of us grew up faster than supposed too. I turn into Peeta's strong, comferting, and warm embrace and cry. I have just lost my best friend. Peeta holds onto me his fringers making small circles into the small of my back as a comfert to let me know he's here as I cry.