𝐄𝐧𝐝𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐇𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 (𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐎𝐧𝐞.)

Reunited

Alex shouts taunting words, as he looks to me. "Why dont you take this one, Harley? You have better aim." I look to him, horror stucken. I nod, finally. I begin climbing the tree, as Alex has a questioning look on his face. I explain, "His death should be extra painful, so it has to be up close." Alex smiles, seeming to understand. Once i was high enough , I looked to Finnick, propelling myself into a crooked branch. I look down at the careers, pulling a knife from my leather belt. I look to Finnick, but instead throw the knife right into Alex's head. I look down as blood trickles down his face, and the harsh boom sounds. I look to the careers, who instantly flee.
"Thanks," I hear Finnick pant. I look to him, as if he's said the dumbest thing ever. "You idiot, you're next." I act serious, and pull out a knife. Before I swing it, I break into laughter looking at his terrified face.

Back in the Capitol, Katniss stares at the screen- her jaw gaping open. Peeta looks , in awe. "Cmon, Kat. Give the poor girl a break, she just saved our son from the whole career pack." Peeta says, smiling at Katniss. She sighs, and nods. "I guess. I don't trust her, though. She's going to betray him again.." She looks stern, yet worried. They gaze back to the screen..

I swing myself up, helping him down onto a wider branch. We sat side by side, and I ruffled his hair, putting my head on his shoulder. "You really think I'd let you die?" I lift my head, gazing into his eyes. Did he really think I'd kill him? "Uh, yeah? I watched you throw a knife to somebody's throat, and you looked pretty determined to kill, climbing up that tree." He scoffs, as I lower my head. "You're different. You're not a stranger.. I-" I lose words gradually, my head sinking onto his shoulder.
"Yes, we've known each other our entire lives." I sigh, "Im- Im sorry, we have to win this. We have families, and I came to you when you needed me. Didn't I?" "Yes, you did. We do have to win." I look to him, understanding. I put my hand on his cheek, turning his head toward me. "Listen to me. I swear on my own life.. You will be the one who gets out of this place. Even if I die, I promise you.." His cheeks begin to turn red. "I-.. Alright. If you die, I'll try to win for you. Alright?" "No!" I spat. "You will win for you, and your family.. Okay?" My voice softens. "Okay." He says.
"Do we want to look for water now, or in the morning?"
"Now. Most will be asleep, we might even score some kills." I ready my axe, and put it in my right hand before shimmying down the tree. I select a pointed knife, and retrieve the one from alex's head. I wait for Finnick. I look to his troubled face, and run my hand through his hair, smoothing it backward. "I don't like this killing either, but.. well, it's for you." I say quietly, and walk on before sny more questions may be asked.

I see the smoke of a fire, as I slowly look back to Finnick. "Do you want me to.. you know," I whisper. "Who do you think it is?" He asks. "Probably one of those District Ten fourteen year olds, desperate for warmth." I say, pain gathered in my eyes. He was right, why him? Why was I bringing myself through this pain, to make sure he lived? I realize the answer with a jolt. He means something to me. I don't realize what he says, and prod on into the bushes which rustle. I quickly gaze to the fourteen year old, as she looks at me in terror. "H-Harley. Rig-" Her voice is cut off by my knife. Which lands directly on her nose, splitting half of her nose apart. I shudder with disgust, and grab my knife. I lay her beside the fire to rest, and put out the burning mess. "I told you not to-" I hear Finnick mutter. "I don't care.. Finnick! She needed to go, for you to win." She removed the us, knowing that Peeta and Katniss's story was a one time thing. "I don't care if I win, Harley! Not if it means you murdering every teenager who dares breathe around me!" His rants seem deaf in my ears, as I plunge onward. I suddenly turn back, tears beading in my eyes. "You- You're all I have now! I just.. i need you to live!" I began to cry, staring at his blank face."But is it worth it, if you die in the process?" He asks softly, as his eyes soften.