"Well, I have to help them. You must stay here..." I pause for a moment. "And watch your surroundings," I make sure to add.
"No," Ben says. "You almost died."
"And you could die. Stay. I'm not asking."
"But."
"I'm not asking," I repeat.
"Fine, but be careful." I nod and race towards Aaron and Jon. They hold off Jessie with long sword-like knifes, but having the time to reach in their pockets for their guns. I stop, realizing my best plan.
Crawling onto my knees, I pull the bow's string over my head and over my shoulder. I crawl towards the others, trying to be silent. I hope I will be silent. I stop near Aaron and Jon's feet.
Making sure Jessie's graze is on the 'swords', I slowly pull Aaron's gun out of his belt, not even daring to touch him. I aim the gun, but I stop. I know I don't want to kill other person. I can't, but I said that before and I'm still alive.
I look back at Ben, almost hoping he'll shake his head, but he nods. Without even looking, I pull the trigger.
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I Can't (A Hunger Games Fanfiction)
FantasíaWhat if you were reaped for the Hunger Games? Would you kill others? Would you hide? Would you fight? Would you die? Would you live? ...