ILoafPeeta3: Here you are! Hope you enjoy(:

I'm sorry.

I'm not blind. You hate me because of my father, as if I had a choice. You hate the fact that I'm better off than you, and always will be. How I don't have to worry if my family will eat, or how I don't have to worry about anything except myself.

I'm not stupid. I know you have to break the rules to make sure your family doesn't starve, and how you make sure you sign up for a tesserae for everyone in your family, so your name is in there countless times. I know you do things that I would never dream of doing.

I'm not ungrateful. I still remember those times when you would stand up for me, when we were young, to my bullies. You scared them so much that they never bothered me again. Back then you were like me. You still didn't fully realize the horrors of the real world, you still hadn't grown up yet.

I'm not scared. Even as the bombs fall from the sky, fire raging everywhere, destroying everything in its path. The heat is overwhelming, this wasn't how I planned to die. I was planning to escape, you were leading a lot of people through the destruction and towards the forest.

We were almost out, so close to freedom, and then I hear her scream. I look over to see her, little Posy, your sister, and I see that she is trapped beneath the rubble of a wagon. I don't even realize I'm running towards her, until I am already there. Immediately, I begin to lift and move the wood, my hands bleeding as the splinters tear into them. When I look back down again I see her sprinting towards you, you envelope her into a hug and you look my way. You begin to say something, but I don't catch it.

The world turns to black as a bomb falls not far from me. My ears ring, my body aches. I just want it all to end. When I open my eyes I see you. You're standing right above me, you try to move me, but I scream in pain. You understand.

I know that I will die here, that my time is short. I also know that your sister is alive. That she is safe. Your eyes soften, they're a beautiful green, and you plant a kiss on my forehead. It's a thank you, for saving your sister, but also an apology, for everything.

I smile.

Okay, this is quite different from my other drabbles, but I also felt that how she died needed to be put in there, and then everything sort of evolved, and... Yeah. This was actually quite easy to write. Which seems kind of bad since Madge dies... So, tell me what you think of this!

Thanks!

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