Katniss POV:
I feel really dizzy. Peeta is looking at me with his dazzling blue eyes. They are so easy to get lost in.
"Hey" I say
"Hey, how are you feeling?" I try to answer but I cant. My eyes are getting heavier. I feel the world around me start spinning.
"Katniss! Dont fall asleep, stay awake! Katniss dont close your eyes."
"I love you P-Peeta" I breathe out, and then I let go.
Peeta's POV:
"I love you P-Peeta." Then her eyes glass over. Her chest isn't rising. She wont move. Her cannon goes off. It can't be real. No this cant be real. I start to shake her shoulders. She still lies still. My Katniss is gone. Our forever has come to an end. I promised myself that I would keep her alive and I couldn't do that. That should have been me. My tears begin to fall. My body is wracked with sobs. Katniss, you have done so well. You won the games twice, you lead a rebellion, and you stole my heart. I wish she would come back to me. That she would just take a deep breath of air and I could hold her in my arms. If I would have protected her better, she would be alive and well. She wouldn't want me to blame myself, but I cant help it. Memories flood into my head. Each and every one of them. Every sad, happy, and neutral time. Each kiss, hug, and argument. The times in the games when we didn't know what the supplies from sponsors were. Then I hear it. The faint sound of beeping. I look up and see a sponsor hooked onto a tree branch. I open it and the note says,
Place mask on face, pour amneutrayl in tube ~H
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The Third Arena
FanfictionKatniss has fallen into depression just like her mother, but when Peeta returns, her world gets a lot better. But, the Capitol still wants their entertainment. So they decide to rebuild the Hunger Games Arena. "Katniss Everdeen", Effie announces...
