Hijacked - The Hunger Games

Chapter 35| Wake up

My head lies on Peeta's shoulder. Prim's head on mine. I love these two people so much.

I look over at my fiancé. Peeta has grown. A lot. He's become mentally stronger. And so have I. The games changed us. The games have changed everyone.

I look at Prim and see the same thing. She has grown up so much. She's practically the same size as me now. And she's grown so much stronger and braver. But the cost for all of us was being broken.

I guess time and tragedy have forced us to grow up too quickly.

I remember my little duck. How she used to be so little. We would go out in the meadow and pick flowers together. She would pick out the perfect ones to put in her hair, and she would give one to me and mother. Even Dad, when he was alive. She was so small, and all I wanted to do was keep her alive. Protect her. I had signed up for the tesserae so many times. The odds weren't exactly in my favor.

I remember how Prim would always beg me to go see the cakes in the bakery. They were decorated beautifully. With such detail I would never even think of when frosting a cake. We could never afford one, though. But she just wanted to admire it. Because all little Prim wanted to do was see the beauty in things. And she did. She saw the beauty in the flowers, weeds, grass, sun, earth, people, and even the attitudes. She saw the beauty in me. And Peeta. She brought out the best of us. And we all need a little bit of Prim inside our hearts.

My memories are interrupted by the sound of voices telling us we need to get up. I sigh as I ready my supplies. I see that we each have a cloak laid out to disguise ourselves in. Mine will even hide my bow.

We head down into the sewers. "Okay 451," I hear Jackson say. "We are going up there in the streets today. Refugees are piling in at President Snow's mansion. We can follow along. Nobody will notice us. I have another plan if they try to check our suits."

"And what is that plan?" Gale asks.

"We turn around and come back. There really is nothing else we could possibly do in that situation." She says.

We all squeeze through another vent leading into an empty ally. I can barely make out movement at the end of it. "Over there." I order.

We make our way over to the people. They are dressed in crazy Capitol clothes. I hear Snow's voice over the speaker saying that he will take care of refugees and their children, as long as they come to the mansion. We all file into the crowd of Capitol people.

As I'm walking, I hear gunshots. Most people, including me, drop down to the ground. Others are running around and screaming like some rabid animals.

Everything is in slow motion. The whole world starts to spin around me, and I can only focus on certain things. "Katniss! Help me!" Gale screams as he gets shot through the head. "Gale! No!" I can't see him anymore. Now I can only see Peeta.

"Katniss! Stay with me!" He screams. "Peeta! Please!" I cry. "Always." I choke out, my words barely audible. A bullet surges through his stomach.

But then I see Prim. Her fragile figure being pulled away by peacekeepers and put on its knees. "Prim! Leave her alone! Leave her alone!" I scream at the peacekeepers. Her lips are just forming my name when the bullet goes through her head.

Gravity pulls me into a foamy sea the color of Finnick's eyes. I float on my back. The ones I love fly as birds in the open sky above me. Soaring, weaving, calling to me to join them. I want so badly to follow them, but the sea water saturates my wings, making it impossible to lift them.

The small white bird tinged in pink dives down, buries her claws in my chest, and tries to keep me afloat. "No, Katniss! You can't go!"

The force pulling me under is too strong for her little claws. It's winning. "Prim, let go!" And finally she does.

Deep in the water, I'm deserted by all. I keep sinking and sinking, feeling myself get closer. But these tiny voices in my head are telling me something. I just can't make out what they're saying.

"Open your eyes, Katniss." I hear. From the old voice of Prim.

And then I wake up.

                                •End of Hijacked•

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Thank you all so much for reading!! It has been such a great ride with everyone here that has been so supportive!!

I'm sorry for the cliffhanger and "this whole book was just a dream" but I am making a sequel that won't be a dream!!! Idek how I'm going to do that but it will happen!!! Maybe it wasn't a dream idk maybe that was just a metaphor...

I love you all so much! I hate bringing books to an end! It's always so emotional!! But just know that I will always be there for everybody.

I still can't believe it's over! I'm sorry if I didn't do my best on this book. At least I tried though!

Im writing more books! Again this will be a sequel. For now you can read my other books which aren't very good but whatever!!!

Im working on two books, so if you could just be supportive with those I would greatly appreciate it!

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