Chapter 18

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by llamasinpyjamas

by llamasinpyjamas

A/N With this, the final chapter, you may want to listen to 'Kingdom Come' by The Civil Wars, its on the soundtrack to The Hunger Games movie, it just adds something to the chapter.

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I kicked off the blanket and jumped to my feet. I started to run but then stalled for a second, deciding whether to take the blanket or not, but then I realised how stupid it was to wait around because of that, so I left it and headed off in the general direction of where Freddie's cry had come from.

On the way I hit my knee against a sharp branch that was sticking out of a tree, creating a deep and painful wound in my leg. Yes, it hurt, in fact it hurt a lot, but I couldn't stop, for all I knew Freddie was dying, and I couldn't live with myself if I knew that I could've helped him, when I didn't, so I kept on running.

I ran and ran, following the sound of Freddie's shrieks, and i eventually came to an open space and in the centre he was lying in the snow. He struggled to move but I couldn't see what was keeping him down, when an arrow hit him.

I rushed over to him, pulling out the arrow when I got there. He was gasping for air and was getting paler and paler by the second. I knew he was on his way out but I couldn't admit it to myself. he meant way too much to me to just let him go.

Then he went silent. I looked down and saw that he had stopped moving, but the blood was still pouring out from the wound the arrow had left in his chest. I checked for his pulse but there wasn't any. This was so unfair, he was only 12, this is barbaric, how could they do this.

I was so hit with the sudden grief of Freddie's loss, that I couldn't move. I saw an angered looking boy racing towards me, swinging his blood stained sword around his head. I closed my eyes and awaited the sharp pain that was to follow......but it didn't come. I looked up and saw the boys body lying on the ground, and a girl, who's name I remember as Jasmina, was running towards me at full speed, with the boys sword in her hand.

I found my feet and got up to run away. I managed to run for a few metres when i tripped on a rock that had been hidden underneath the snow. I looked up and saw Jasmina above me.

Then everything went white. That was all I could see. White everywhere. And then, in the distance, I saw a figure. It was a male, a young male, in a white suit matching shoes, and a white rose pinned to his blazer.

He started to walk up to me and then I recognised him. It was Freddie.

I tried to ask him where we were and what had happened, but it just came out in a gurgle. He told me it would be ok, and that we were safe now. Forever. And I suppose, it will be now.

My name Is Orla Richie. And this is my story.

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A/N So guys. Thats it, the end of the story. I REALLY hope you enjoyed it. Comment and tell me if you liked it and whether you think I should do more fan-fics (but not necerssarily about the hunger games) so yeah thank you so much for reading, it really means a lot to me. I've really enjoyed writing this story and I hope you've enjoyed reading it so for the final time in The Real Hunger Games, remember

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