Chapter 7- A Whisper

"Clunk, tear, crash."

All of my axes stick into the various dummies. I look up at the Gamemakers and they all look impressed. I take my second best weapon, the sword and turn on the attacker dummy. The dummy slices, barely missing my head. I excel in hand-to hand combat because no one can catch me. I kick the dummy in the groin and stab the sword straight through it's heart.

I am then dismissed and I walk straight out of the room.

After my short nap, I walk to the dining I see Jacob, I cannot ignore the longing in my heart. The longing to jump onto his lap and kiss him. The longing to have his arms around me. I quickly fill up my plate and head to the living room to see the scores announced. The majority of the tributes get threes and fours. The careers all get nines. Jacob pulls off an eight. I get a ten. Whoa, a ten! I thought I was going to get a 7. This isn't good. I will be the careers first target!

Everyone erupts into applause and Peeta and the stylists slap us on the backs. Peeta tells us to go to bed because we will need a lot of sleep for the Games tomorrow. THEY ARE TOMORROW! I could die in less then 24 hours. I run upstairs and slam the door. I sink to the ground and hold my legs to my chest. Rocking back and forth, I fall asleep.

I am running, fast. My attackers are hot on my trail. The careers are chasing me. Rachadier laughs as I fall and cut my hands. He stands over me and whispers in my ear.

"Why, look who we have here. The little rabbit who got a 10 in training. Hmmm," He cuts my leg and now I am paralyzed in agony. "I have always wanted to do this." He kisses me and the pain is everywhere. The knife wound, the cuts on hands, the longing and heartbreak, longing for Jacob.

Rachadier releases and I see Jacob through my tears. He runs over and caresses my face. I die in Jacob's arms.

My canon fires.

Jacob's canon fires next.

And Jacob dies because of me. He took one more blow.

I wake up with sweat all over me and tears across my face.

I only slept 3 hours.

I try to go back to sleep but I can't. Jacob, Jacob, The Hunger Games. Rachadier. All these thoughts swim in my head and I can't sleep. The room is stuffy and I feel like I am going to pass out.

I stand up and walk out of my room, right to Jacob's. I open the door and kneel next to him. I watch him sleep and take his hand. Then, I whisper right in his ear what I have never been able to admit, the three words that I have never said, but always thought. I say these words even though all it will ever be is a whisper.

"I love you."

Jacob will never know.

But it means a lot to me.

Short Chapter- I AM SORRY!

I had to make it short because I didn't have anything else to say. I am posting another REALLY SHORT CHAPTER IN LIKE 5 SECONDS! It is literally like the Preface so don't get to excited. :) Think of it like an extension to this chapter.

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