AN: I am so sorry about the short chapter, the next bit needs to be in the next chapter though. Please review and keep on reading!
Hospitality:
I feel a little woozy as I open my eyes. I can feel another presence in the room. Someone I love, so I don't really care who it is. I want to sit up, so I flounder around a little until they come to my aid. For some reason I hope I am in a hospital in heaven, or where ever you go after death. It was my intention, after all. I wanted to die, and see Prim again, to be with her forever. Then the person, I had conned myself into believing it was Finnick, started telling me that President Coin wanted to see me, about killing President Snow. That was when I knew the doctors had saved me, but there was one thing they hadn't managed to save. My will to live.
I was hospitalized for a week while the doctors sorted out whether I needed a suicide therapist or something. Most of the time I was completely out of it. Morphling and Meals were my only company for days, until Gale plucked up the courage to talk to me again about President Snow and President Coin. He said I could choose whether or not I still wanted to kill him, and what with. Coin wanted me to do it with my bow and arrow that Beetee designed, but I don't think I want to do that.