After the sun had risen, we started to make plans.
Brittany was going to wait here while I hunted, and after we'd eaten, we were going to go and look for water. I left her with a kiss to the forehead, and the promise I wouldn't be long, and slid out of the cave.
As soon as I got to the forest, I took to the trees, knowing more animals would be available if I was hidden. I don't know how far into the forest I'd gotten when I caught a squirrel, throwing a knife at it and pinning it to the tree, but I continued to hunt, knowing that one squirrel wouldn't be enough.
It was a mistake.
10 feet away from where I'd caught my first squirrel, I saw Finn and Dave, the tribute from district 7, fighting, practically hacking bits of each-others body parts off. Dave fell first, and Finn buried an axe in the back of his head, before tumbling forwards onto his hands and knees.
He looked up into the trees, and I watched as Rachel walked out in front of him, smiling softly. He smiled back and reached for her, but before he could really register what had happened, she'd pulled out a sword, slicing through his neck and taking his head clean off.
She cleaned her sword on his shirt, and limped back off the way she came.
When I was sure she was gone, I dropped down into the forest, picking up the axe Finn had dropped, and cleaning it on some leaves. He had no pack with him, and neither with Dave, and it'd started to feel dangerous.
Turning back the way I came, I shot through the trees, anxious to tell Brittany what I'd seen.
When I got to the clearing, I immediately realised something was wrong, then she caught my eye. Brittany was lying on the ground, knife sticking through her shoulder, pinning her to the ground. Rachel sauntered out from the cave we'd been in, drinking one of our bottles of water. She clambered down from the cave and stood over Brittany. "Where is she?" Brittany kept her mouth closed. "WHERE IS SHE?" Rachel screamed at her this time, lifting up her boot and bringing it down on Brittany's face.
Brittany turned her head to the side, spitting out blood. "You know I won't tell you." She smiled up at Rachel, the same soft, caring smile she used for everyone. Rachel took the sword she was holding and brought it down, right through Brits chest.
I saw a girl charging forward, brandishing a sword, and jump on Rachel. I saw Rachel swipe at her, cut her again and again to no affect. I saw this strange girl bring the sword down into Rachel again and again, long after the girl was already dead. It took me a minute to realise this girl was me, and gain back control over my body. I dropped my sword, hearing it thud dully on the ground.
I turned to Brittany and fell to my knees, pushing her hair, now matted with blood, from her forehead.
"Brittany, Brittany, it's me, it's Santana. I came back." I whispered, hoping she'd reply. Her eyes fluttered open, locking with mine.
"Kiss me." I complied, leaning down and gently pressing my lips to hers. When I lean back, she's smiling at me. "Please don't be sad. I'm not."
"Wh…What?" I'm so distraught I can't even grasp what she's saying to me.
"At least I'm here with the girl I love." It's then I realise she's saying goodbye.
"No! No, Brittany, please don't leave me. You can't leave me, not now!" I practically scream at her, but she's just smiling. She lifts up her arm, running her fingers along my cheek, and sighs softly.
"Tell my mum I love her." Her eyes flutter closed, a small smile on her face, and I start screaming. I hear the canon fire one last time, and I can hear them announcing me winner of the hunger games, but all I can do is wish I'd let Rachel kill me.