Hijacked - The Hunger Games

Chapter 29| Say Something

"Peeta," I groan as he shakes me awake. "I'm not ready for today. Five more minutes."
He laughs and plants a quick kiss on my lips. I sigh as I get up and go to the bathroom.

Today, we are going to the Capitol. I want to go, yet I don't want to go. I don't know why I'm risking Peeta's and my own's life again. I know that it's "for a good cause," and all that crap, but is Peeta's life worth a good cause? I don't think it is.

I take a shower, braid my hair, and do everything else I need to do in order to get ready. And we go to meet the others.

I'm constantly shivering. I hold Peeta's hand tighter with each step we make. I can't do this. I can't.

We all meet up, pack our meals and extra clothing, and board the hovercraft. "Peeta, I'm scared." I tell him, and everybody else can hear through the silence.

"It's okay. We will make it out safe. You're still trying to protect me." He says. And something in his voice forces me to believe him. That's one of his best yet worst qualities.

"I am. And you are too. Because that's what you and I do. We protect each other." His eyes search my face, until they land on my lips. I slowly lean in, connecting the space between us. He kisses back passionately, and I feel this amazing feeling deep down in my stomach. That hunger, begging for more.

The kiss is long, full of love, and I am a little upset that we have to pull away for air. And when we do, I see everyone is looking at us. Most of the eyes are filled with happiness for us, but Gale's are full of hate. He is jealous of Peeta. I could care less anyway. He should have moved on by now, because Peeta and I are getting married. That needs to have crossed his mind.

Maybe all this time after pretending to be happy after my pregnancy and engagement announcements, he's really been heartbroken. And I feel bad for that. But Gale and I just aren't right for each other.

After a while of riding in the hovercraft, people start talking about the mission. I hear Gale and Beetee talk about a new bomb they created.
The first set of bombs go off, injuring people and drawing in more to help the wounded. That's when the second set of bombs go off, wiping out the rest. The cruel bomb. The delayed explosion. The trap, to draw more people in.

I just sit down and lie my head back, taking a nap until the hovercraft lands.

"We are reaching the outskirts of the Capitol. Everybody in position for landing." The sound of Boggs' voice awakens me as I feel the hovercraft nearing the ground. I get out of my seat and crouch down on the floor, getting ready to run out of the hovercraft.

It seems like forever when we are running. Boggs, with the holo in hand, leading us to wherever we need to go. We eventually come across an old abandoned building that somebody used to call home. And we settle in there.

After a while of talking about the plan, we get alerts of nearing trucks. I load my bow, getting ready to shoot whoever plans to get out of this truck. I relax once I realize it comes from district four.

But I suddenly reload when I see who steps out of it. She walks towards us slowly, not making eye-contact with anybody. I hear her mumbling.

"My name is Primrose Everdeen. I am thirteen-years-old. My home is district twelve. My name is Primrose Everdeen. I am thirteen-years-old. My home is district twelve." She repeats this over and over again. It must be the only thing that keeps her sane.

The only question is, why is she here?

"Okay soldier, these are just a precaution." Jackson says as she places hand-cuffs on Prim's wrists. I just stare at her. Not being able to take her in.

"Let's set up a watch schedule. Homes, til' 1500 hours.  Leeg 1 til' 1700 hours. We will figure out the rest later." Jackson says. I speak without thinking.

"I want to be in the circulation."

"If it really came down to it, do you think you could shoot her? Your own sister?"

I think for a moment. "It won't be my sister. It will be a Capitol mutt."

Night seems too short, and sleep too precious. It's not everyday when I can sleep with no dreams at all. It's all quickly ruined when Leeg 1 shakes me awake, summoning me to watch Prim. I get up and crawl over to where she is sleeping.

"Katniss." she says. I didn't know she was awake.
"Yeah?"
"Katniss, you need to kill me. I'm going to hurt you. Because that's why they sent me over here. So I could kill you and add more fire to the rebellion. And I don't get those people. I mean, this whole rebellion has just been scattered everywhere." She says, and I can hear no self-pity in her voice.

"Prim, you know I can't kill you." I tell her.

"But you won't be killing me. Like you said, you'll be killing a Capitol mutt."

"I just wanted to save you. And I've horribly failed. I can't lose you. Even if you are hijacked, even if you are lost and broken, you'll always be my little duck. And you'll always find a way out of it." I say, hoping I convinced her to stop talking and believe what I said.

"How do you know?"

"Because I can see it. You have inherited the best qualities our family has to offer. Mother's healing hands. Father's level head. And my fight. But there's something else as well. Something entirely your own. An ability to see into the confusing mess of life, and see things for what they are."

Prim just shakes her head, balling her eyes out. "Katniss, you have it all wrong. I'm no good! You need to just let me be. I'm a mutt!" She says running away.

She falls to her knees, sobbing into her hands. "I'm a monster, Katniss. I'm a monster."

I get in front of her, take my arms, and throw them around her body. And she hugs me back.

Ok, so I'm wondering if I should end this book soon and make a sequel or if I should make it as long as it needs to be made. I just have a lot of plans and it's really stressful. And I've been very busy lately, so sorry about not updating every day.

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