Part 9

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Katniss pov

I woke up at about 4 in the morning. My hand was still untwined with gales. My face felt sticky from all my tears. This was horrible. I hated this. Why? Why did this happen? My hunting partner. My best friend. The only person I can be myself by. The only one who doesn't care that I won the hunger games. He doesn't care that all the Capitol people adore me. He just likes Katniss, he said to me one day in the woods. Not "Katniss Everdeen the girl on fire," just Katniss. What would I do without him?? Since I met him, there aren't many other people worth thinking about. Just as the clock struck 5 am I herd a knock at the door. I walked over to it to answer. Hazel, gales mother was on the other side. "Oh sweetie....." she said. I must look pretty disheveled from my crying fit. I felt my eyes moistening again. "No no it's ok" she said as she wrapped me in a warm motherly hug. "He will get better. My mom will my mom will make him better" I managed to choke out. "Yes she will" hazel said.
Once hazel was inside, I gave her some tea and walked her over to where Gale was. She put her hand over her mouth and gasped. "Oh no...gale" she said. She sat down on the edge of the couch and rubbed his arm. "It looks like he was holding something" she says once she pulls herself together. I knew what he was holding. I look up to her as tears begin to form in my eyes for 2000 time in the past two days. Then I carefully hold his hand. My hand fits perfectly in his. tears fall down my face. Stupid emotions. I think. "Oh sweetie I'm sorry. Oh honey come here it's ok" she said, though I saw tears in her eyes. "He will get better you know why?? Because he loves you so much. He will get better for you" I looked up to her. I knew I had a look of question on my face "oh Katniss he loves you so much. The way he watches your every move to figure out what your feeling. He has a smile on his face every time he comes back from the woods. And when you went to that horrible capital he cried so hard and he wouldn't eat. He would keep waking up in the night screaming for you." I looked at her. I smiled a little. "Thanks hazel" I manage to say.

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