Chapter 3- It's Ok

Eli's pov

"Ah! I-I-I can't!" I said as I woke up from the most horrific dream I had ever experienced. Just what I needed. It was about how Claire was being tortured by Katniss with a whip in a dark room. Claire was tied up in a chair with a spotlight right on her. On Katniss's face she had a sinister look that only a shade of shadow hovered over. Her smile was not her own, more like a sharks smile, full of teeth. It kept replaying in my mind over and over.

Today is the beginning of the games. I went into Katniss's room, a little scared at first, the dream was so real, I didn't know if it was trying to tell me something. I knocked on her door shyly but determined.

"Come In." the voice was soothing but it had an edge. One that I didn't like. I twisted the brass knob not knowing what will happen next. The room was pitch black with a hint of blue shining from the outside. As I walked in as quietly as I could I said, "It's me, Eli."

"Yes, I know, what's up?

"Um, I just wanted to talk about the games."

"What about them?" I walked a little closer to her bed and hunched over it so that she was forced to pay attention to me.

"When we team up, what will happen at the end if it is just the two of us?" I gave her a second to think about it.

"Let's just hope that doesn't happen, but if it does, we will figure it out then ok?" She knows what to say a lot sometimes.

"Ok." I was ok.

"And Eli?" She was whispering now.

"Yes?"

"It's ok." I didn't really know what she was talking about but I accepted her answer and left with silence. I woke up the next day and Katniss and I rode the elevator down to the train without a word. The whole train ride, silence. We didn't have anything to tell each other, everything was told yesterday.

When we made it to the arena, all of the tributes were in the circle as Kat and I joined them. I saw all of the weapons and knew what to grab. The gunshot fired and I was off. I quickly grabbed the knife. It was all like a slow motion movie. I had the knife in my hands, I looked to my left and saw Claire reaching for the backpack. The Spinner boy came right up behind her and stabbed her brutally with a bigger knife than mine. He saw my face as I was devastated. His face was much like Kat's in my dream, the shark smile. All the sudden a tug on my short pulled me back into reality and back in tune with the world, of the slow motion one.

I didn't even get to see her die. Couldn't see her face. And that's what pried at me every moment of this battle. It would be better if I saw her, but I couldn't stop looking at the one who killed her. I will kill him. And that is a promise, not a threat. Kat and I set up camp further into the woods.

"I hope you don't miss her too much, it will only hurt more." I was lucky to have Kat if anyone trying to comfort me. I'm glad she didn't say crap like "I'm sorry" I hate that expression.

"But I do." I just looked at the floor in deep depression. "It sucks living in emo."

"Well I don't know what it's like but I can see how it effects people."

"Yeah." we spoke nothing to each other the rest of the day. Throughout the Games, Kat and I killed off eight of the twenty four contestants. Other people killed thirteen of them so there were only three left. Katniss, me and Spinner. He will die before I do.

"Katniss, I am going to get him today, the disease keeps eating at me, I can't take it."

"I just hope you will find a way to have closure is all." tell me about it.

"Yeah. Help me find him but when we do leave it to me ok?"

"Ok." We spent a few hours looking around. Nothing. We decided to give up and go ahead go to sleep. Tomorrow we will look for him and get him good. We slept in the tent made of leaves. I slept to the left and Kat slept to the right. I closed my eyes until I heard a branch snap. I opened my eyes and saw a figure that disturbed me, right wen I saw it I knew.

"Wakey Wakey emo boy." I knew who it was... Spinner.