Part 30

"Peeta, we both need to get some sleep. I'm a little more rested, so let me take the first watch." I say. He nods and turns on his side. He probably doesn't know I can hear him, but he is crying. As silently as he possibly can. I sit there while and wait, and he falls asleep. When he does, I dig through his bag and pull out a knife. If anyone is watching me right now, they will probably think that I'm going to kill him and fight for myself at the cornucopia tomorrow. But I don't do that. Instead, I take the knife and drive a P into the tree. I sure hope he sees this. I carve out my message to him.

"Peeta, I want you to have a fighting chance tomorrow instead of walking straight into your death. I wish you the best of luck and if you make it back, tell Katniss I love her. ~Prim."

I look at my message and nod my head. When I hear him say Katniss, I know he is out and I can leave. I grab my backpack and make sure I have enough for my meal in it. I start for the trunk until I notice Peeta isn't tucked in. I grab the sleeping bag and pull it up to his chin. I can still see the tears that are on his face. I add a few off my own as the drop to his cheek. I turn away from him and look up at the moon. No one will be here tomorrow night. One way or another, dead or alive, we will be out of this horrible place. I go to the side of the tree and I look over at Peeta one more time. All is silent and I can hear him say Katniss. I leave the branch and find myself on the ground in tears. I must hold as many back as I can.

I walk through the woods. I haven't really been far on my nightly walks and I haven't left the tree during the day. I don't know where I'm going. If I was awake the first day I would know but I don't. I see the spot where Rue's blood is still on the leaves. I cringed at the memory of finding her. I have a feeling I will shed many tears tonight. I walk back the direction I came from the second day of the games. Back to the bush where the game makers put me in. I look at it and memories fill. Eating animals, making the arrows, killing the girl from 4. I turn the direction the careers did and I hope to make it. On my way, I pull out some strawberries and eat them as I go along. I drink some water and a few beef strips. This is the fullest I have been since the Games started. I left Peeta with plenty to eat, so he should be okay, I hope. I finally get to the edge of the woods. I can see the cornucopia and I can see the sky turning grey. Wow, that was a long walk. No one seems to be in sight, but that doesn't mean they aren't there. I'm the only girl left. I'm the youngest and weakest one too. I know how to use a bow and arrow, but that doesn't mean I like to. I sit down by a tree, leaning against it. Even though I slept for 10 hours, I'm really tires. Maybe it wouldn't be a bad idea to sleep for a while so I have some fighting power, if it even comes to that. I lean back further until I'm somewhat comfortable and close my eyes. It is peaceful tonight. Night animals and sounds and even smells. It seems a little too perfect, but that okay. I like it. I'm almost asleep, when a giant hand covers my mouth and yanks me from my spot.