Chapter 19

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Carl's POV

Looks like I don't have to.....

That sentence keeps repeating itself in my mind.

She leans in to kiss me again. I jerk my head forward to where our foreheads collide, and I knock her out cold.

I push her aside and jump up, finding Jordyn's closed eyes. Tears begin to fill my eyes once again.

"Jordyn...." My voice cracks. "Jordyn! Jordyn! Jordyn come back! I have done everything to keep you alive; you can't leave now! Don't leave me.... Please...."

I get no response.

"Jordyn?..." that's all I can say before I turn around and run my fingers through my hair.

Then a hear loud footsteps and a gasp. I turn and find a black female nurse. She can't do anything but stare at me in fear. What did I do?

Then I remember Peeta being dead on the floor, the walls and floor covered in blood.

She quickly runs to the right, out of my sight. I start to run after her, but I quickly turn around back to Jordyn.

"Jordyn! Jordyn! C'mon, you gotta wake up! You've got to.... You just got to....." I sob and throw my back against the wall, sliding down it slowly.

I rest my forehead on my knees. I take the closest thing I could find and throw it, which happens to be the remote to the television.

Then I hear feet shuffling, and I don't move. I sit there and all of our memories fly by. Me finding her alseep on her recliner before I arrested her, her crying to me when Finnick broke her heart, our first kiss, when everyone broke out, me going into the hospital and her worrying sick about me, everything. Every single memory, emotion, and thought that came to mind when she was in my presence flies through my mind in a matter of second.

And that's when I feel two pairs of leave hands grip to my forearms, pulling me to my feet.

"Carl Grimes, you are arrested for the murder of Peeta Mellark. You have the right to remain silent; everything you do and/or say can and will be used against you."

And that's when they lead me down the hall.

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Ashton's POV
(NEW POV!!!!)

I shout, "Where are they!? They were supposed to be here four hours ago!"

"I told him," replies Finnick, "he wouldn't be pretty happy if he made you mad."

I turn, walk away a little, and turn my head to the side to where I can see him out of the corner of my eye.

"You really think that's the problem?.... Do you really think that is the problem!? I am making a new and improved Games, and if we don't have tributes, that's not going to happen! They're already trying to kill each other before the Games even start! We might as well round them up in a cage and have them finish what they've already started!"

We pause for a second.

"Wait...." I continue. "Let them finish what they've already started! That's genius! They won't even know, and it'll be even more dramatic and exciting!! Why didn't I think of this before!?"

"And how is this supposed to happen actually?"

"Take a seat, because we're gonna be here awhile."

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Hey guys!! I know I took FOREVER to update, but like I said in that last author's note, I need some ideas!! I'm sort of having an imagination block and I need someone to help me get my ideas flowing again if u want this saga to continue!! I know this chapter sucked but I wanted to get something filled in for you guys!! I think I have a plan for the rest of the story but it may change as I write so I don't even know what to expect!! Thank you for being so paitent with me thru everything!! Ilysm!!

~ChansBae4Life

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