I am sure I should apologize for the lack of writing these couple of days. It has been hard. It's been the regular routine we've all been following since before the accident with my younger sibling. Work. Hospital. Home. Is what I follow. Occasionally Johanna visits Posy along with me, offering coffee, or something to eat. I always refuse, just holding my sister's hand hoping she will soon wake.

The accident has put a strain on our relationship, my family's relationship. Everyone and everything is falling apart. My mother doesn't speak; she just sits in her room mourning. She's already lost my father and another loss isn't going to help at the moment. Rory and Vick are trying to stay strong, but I know they are broken. I've been staying at my family's house since and every night I can almost hear them crying silently. I would too, but what would that help anyone?

The wedding is in a week but I don't think that I can attend. With everything going on, I hope Katniss will understand.

Today Mysti and Rina took their men out to clear their minds or something like that. They need it though so they left. I told Aliena to take a couple of days off because there was no need for her to be at my house when there was no one there to cook for. And my mother is still confined in her room. I've tried to communicate to her, but she doesn't hear; I can't blame her. So I leave food at her door, and when I come to collect her dishes, the food is gone.

I was currently finishing up with the dishes when I heard a light tap on the door as if the person thought it was some sort of fragile glass or marble sculpture.

I dried my hands with a nearby hand cloth and started for the door, when I opened it I found a nervous Delly. I mustered up a smile and she gave me an apologetic one in return.

"Gale," she began, "I heard about Posy and I just wanted to say how sorry I am about everything. That shouldn't have happened to her of all people."

I don't think I've ever seen Delly so sad before.

I nodded my head at her. "Thanks."

Placing a hand on my shoulder she responded. "Of course." After she started to make her way down our steps of the porch but I stopped her and invited her in. she seemed pretty surprised, but nevertheless she obeyed.

A few moments later we sat awkwardly quiet on the living room couch, a glass of water in each of our hands.

"So…how are you?" I asked my guest.

She looked at me sadly. "I'm not so sure you're the one who should be asking me that Gale."

I sighed. I didn't know why I let her in. maybe I needed some company or a distraction, but it didn't feel like I was. I wouldn't do that to her either.

"Do you dream, Delly?" I asked her out of nowhere.

She looked really surprised I asked her something like that. "Yes, all of the time."

"Of what?"

She contemplated this for a moment before answering. "Love."

I looked at her as she was looking nervously ahead onto one of the paintings hung on a nearby wall. I scooted closer to her and she got even more nervous.

"Why love?" I asked her. Reluctantly she faced me.

"Why not love? Isn't that what we lack in this world?" she said shakily.

I nodded as she scooted a little closer to me, finding her courage to do so. In the silence we had, I was taking secret glances at her. She was beautiful. In every way I just noticed. Sweet and considerate.

When she looked up at me, our eyes met in a held gaze. Maybe it was the heat of the moment but I leaned in as our lips met. I haven't kissed a girl in how many years? So I must have been horrible but it was nice. As it got deeper my hands met her back and hers my neck. A billion questions going through my head at the same time. It didn't feel right. Never the less we kept kissing.

And of course at that moment, Rory and Vick decided to come in.

"Whoa! That's not Johanna!"

Delly and I jumped up fixing our frizzled hair and crumpled clothing, embarrassed by all comprehension. I looked at Delly and her face was completely flushed.

"I should go," she said softly.

"Wait! You don't have to-"

'"Bye Gale, thanks for…bye." She stumbled out before rushing out of the door. By this time, the guys had a sense of what had happened and rushed up to their rooms. Leaving me to think about what had just happened. When we were kissing, it was nice but it felt wrong. As if I were being deceitful, and now I knew why.

It wasn't Johanna.

But I didn't love her.

Did I?

Gale

So so sorry for the delay of this chapter! I needed to think on how to put this together! And please don't kill me for the Delly and Gale scene! I had too! Anyways, I hope you enjoyd it and please review!