Peeta's POV:
I begin to wake up from the haze of my flashback but somehow I feel really guilty for some unknown reason. I noticed the kitchen window has been smashed and as I peer out of the window Katniss' window was broken too.
My eyes then focus on a body, not just any body. Katniss' lifeless body slumed up against the wall connected to her hallway with a pool of bright red blood surrounding her. I first instinct is to run to her and somehow save her crippling life. That is if she isn't dead already. A million thoughts are going through my head as I race to her house like, Is she alright, Will she live, What will I do if she doesn't live and most of all, Am I the one who did this.
Oh my I am a monster, I think as I reach her house I take great notice on the doorway because there appears to be no door there but none of that matters because all I care about is Katniss and I can't lose her now cause if I did I would kill myself. I approach Katniss she is lying limp barely breathing, wait she's breathing.
I immediately run to her side only to hear the faint intakes of air into Katniss' body. I pick her up and out of the pool of her own blood that seems to be coming from her head and race with her in my arms as fast as I can to the only place that I think might help her. The place is Haymitch's house, not really more like mansion as all of ours are.
I reach Hamitch's house and basically break down the door and scream, "HAYMITCH,"
"What's up kid I thought you would be baking that sweet bre- Oh my gosh what happened?"
I reply hesitantly " I don't know what happened but there was glass shattered everywhere even in my house I think I had an attack. Please she's dying can you help her."
Without a word Haymitch gets to work reviving Katniss. He asks me for multiple supplies such as towels, ice, water and vodka. I was about to yell at him for wanting vodka in a terrible crisis like this but before I could react he told me it sterilizes the wounds and makes them heal quicker so within a heartbeat I came back into the room with the vodka.
Katniss isn't waking up as quick as we want her to so I've decided that I won't risk her life so I will call Doctor Demaine that is until I hear a small groan but I think it was my mind playing tricks on me because I'm in a stressful situation. I then hear it again barely audible. I'm sitting next to Katniss so a lean my body a bit closer and take her hand in mine.
I wait a couple seconds until she squeezes my hand and begins to mumble in her sleep but I only caught a tiny snippet of the mumble and I'm astonished because what she said blew me away, "I love you Peeta, Never let go."
I reply with what I could, "Always."
Within a split second she squeezed my hand again even harder than before.
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Missed My Chance
Fanfiction(After Mockingjay!) Katniss' hardship never ceases to amaze everyone. Who would of thought that the worst was yet to come from someone she loves? When you turn down one path that is life you must continue to walk that way until you reach the end. It...
