AN: I haven't seen the movie yet but if anyone else has, what do you think about it? Is it good or bad?
Peeta
Katniss and I try to stay calm but the more we push the rock and it doesn't move, the more we start to worry. "I'm so stupid," Katniss mutters. "It's all my fault!" That's all it takes for me to have her in my arms.
"It's not your fault," I whisper. "We'll be okay."
"How do you know?" she asks and I'm about to answer when the dark cave is filled with light. I pull away from Katniss and look around the small cave. Everything looks cave-like except the TV stuck in the stonewall.
Katniss and I glance at each other before moving towards the TV. We are standing in front of it when it comes alive. Katniss and I jump in surprise and I feel my eyes widen when I realise what is being shown on the TV; Rue's death. That's when I realise what the game-makers are doing: torture. As soon as Katniss realises what's playing she drops to her knees and buries her head in her hands.
My eyes are frozen on the screen and it's not until the spear goes through Rue's stomach that my eyes work again and I look away quickly, tears in my eyes. I kneel next to Katniss and wrap my arms around her. I hear Katniss's beautiful voice singing the lullaby to Rue and then the cannon. I think it's over and look up again but the screen is filled with another hunger games and I look away while thinking who the familiar looking man was; Haymitch.
I bury my head in Katniss's neck so I can't see the screen but the voices are enough to send shivers down my spine. I can hear Haymitch's panting while he runs and then his un-slurred voice yelling, "Maysilee!" I remember watching the fiftieth hunger games with Katniss a few nights ago and I know what part they're showing. Candy-pink birds with sharp beaks killed Maysilee. I don't even have to look at the screen to know that Maysilee is dying.
I hear Haymitch's loud when he finally finds her and the apologies that come out of his mouth for letting her go. I know from when I watched the games that Haymitch stays with her, holding her hand, while she slowly dies. Her cannon goes off and then there's silence.
I don't dare look up out of fear that I'll see another death from one of the previous games. Instead Katniss and I hold onto eachother tight while we hear loud sobs and screams. Then everything goes silent. After five minutes I look up to see the TV screen blank and the entrance un-blocked. I grab Katniss's hand and we stumble out of the cave before it can close again.
When we are finally out in the open I kiss her gently and whisper, "Are you okay?"
She nods despite her tear-streaked face and takes my hand. "L-let's just walk," she stutters and I know she's trying so hard to be strong. I squeeze her hand and we walk in the opposite direction.
Finally the sky starts to darken and I know it's getting late. Katniss and I wait for the sounds that tell us how many tributes have died. Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! "Ten," I whisper and Katniss nods. Unlike last year we don't get to see who died in the sky tonight so we know we have to watch out for the sneaky tributes.
Katniss and I stop for a while and we have a few gulps of sap each. By now my stomach is growling and everything I've seen so far I have never seen before, everything could be poisonous. "Haymitch!" Katniss yells, staring at the sky like she does at our drunken mentor. I'm surprised she yelled, knowing that any tribute can hear us and hunt us down. "A little snack would be nice," she finishes. A white parachute lands at our feet a few seconds later and I grin. Not only does this mean we can eat but it also means we do have sponsors out there willing to buy us food.
Katniss literally rips open the parachute and pulls out two loaves of bread and a basket if fruit. "Nice to know you care about us so much that you want us to keep healthy, Haymitch!" Katniss yells but I know deep down she is grateful for the pile of food. We settle down against a tree and eat a few slice of toast and then a handful of grapes each.
We fill our now-empty bottle up with sap from the spile and then decide to climb a tree so we can sleep out of reach from the tributes. So we climb the tallest tree we can see in the darkness and settle on a branch near the top. Katniss is shivering, like I am, so I put my arms around her hoping it will warm us both. An hour of this and we still haven't slept and I know Katniss is dying to scream at Haymitch for a sleeping bag or something to warm us.
Surprisingly we don't have to ask because another parachute flies to our tree. I grab it and find a sleeping bag that looks exactly like the one from last year, so I know that it will deflect our heat back onto us. I'm grateful but at the same time I'm not because Katniss and I are cold, so wouldn't that make us cold in the sleeping bag? I shrug and get inside and wait for Katniss to slide in next to me.
The bag is surprisingly warm and I imagine being back at home in the victors village sleeping with Katniss beside me. This thought soothes me and I bury my head in her neck while she wraps both of her arms around my stomach. I slowly drift off to sleep but I'm woken by what sound like a cannon. Then I realise there are more and I start counting. Once they stop I look over at Katniss and find her wide-eyed in confusion. "Twelve," she says and I nod, counting the same number of booms.
"What do you think it means?" I ask and she shrugs.
"I don't know, but I bet Beetee does or Wiress," she sighs.
"Maybe we can find them," I say and she nods slightly, deep in thought.
She looks at me with a sad smile and whispers, "That's if we're not too late and that they're still alive."
Rubbish ending, sorry! And sorry for the short chapter, I thought it would be longer. REVIEW!