Games

by mockinjay14

When the time comes, I'm sure I'll kill just like everybody else. I can't go down without a fight. Only I keep wishing I could think of a way to show the Capitol they don't own me. That I'm more than just a piece in their Games. This is Peeta's story during The Hunger Games. I don't own The Hunger Games or any of it's characters.

22. Chapter 22

Chapter 22

Katniss and I stare at each other.

"If you think about it, it's not that surprising." I say. I'm not going back to District Twelve, and I'm not getting a life with Katniss. I step toward her, pulling my knife out and tossing it into the lake. I notice Katniss with an arrow ready to pierce through me. I raise my eyebrows and Katniss drops her weapon.

"No. Do it." I say, and put the weapon back in her hand. "Do it before they send those mutts back or something. I don't want to die like Cato,"

"Then you shoot me. You shoot me and go home and live with it!" she says, and shoves the weapons into my hands.

"You know I can't." I say and toss the weapon to the ground. "Fine. I'll go first anyway." I say ripping the cloth from my wound.

"No, you can't kill yourself." Katniss sits on her knees trying to get the cloth back on me.

"Katniss. It's what I want." I say.

"No. Your not leaving me here alone." she says.

I pull Katniss to her feet. "Listen. We both know they have to have a victor. It can only be one of us. Please take it. For me." I say. "I love you Katniss. And life would be nothing for me back home if you did." I stop talking when I notice Katniss pulling the nightlock out.

"No I won't let you." I say.

"Trust me." Katniss whispers. I let go of her wrist. She fills both our hands with berries. "On the count of three."

I kiss her. "The count of three."

I stand. Backs pressed together and our empty hands are locked together.

"Hold them out. I want everyone to see," I say.

Katniss squeezes me hand and we start counting. "One. Two. Three."

I lift my hand to my mouth and put the berries in.

Trumpets sound off. "Stop! Stop!" I hear Claudius Templesmith's voice. "Ladies and gentlemen, I'm pleased to present the victors of the seventy-fourth Hunger Games, Katniss Everdeen and Peeta Mellark! I give you- the tributes of District Twelve."

I spit the berries out, and pull Katniss to the lake, and we wash our mouths.

"You didn't swallow any?" she asks.

I shake my head. "You?" I ask.

"Guess I'd be dead by now if I did." she says.

I start to say something, but I'm interrupted by the screams of the Capitol crowed they're playing on the speakers.

The hovercraft appear and two ladders come down. I grab onto one and the current freezes me in place. Once the current lets go my eyes close.