The Girl On Fire (undergoing editing)

10. Second Thoughts

Hey guys! okay! Katniss's son is going to look like this e.g bla bla bla Cinna (1)

and the other Cinna (designer) is going to look like this e.g bla bla bla Cinna (2)

Cool! 

"What do you want, Snow?" I ask through gritted teeth. He laughs and touches my knee, I push his hand off.

"Katniss, "He starts "I must admit, I'm not very happy with the score you got in your private session. Looks like the girl on fire, has been extinguished. You're not going to get many sponsors." He sits down beside me.

"It's not me I'm worried about." He raises his eyebrows in confusion. "I don't know why I should tell you. You're supposed to be dead, remember?" He laughs.

"The Capitol is an amazing place with amazing things."

"Cinna (1)  isn't going to make it without my help. All I'm worried about is him not going home. I made a promise to him that he would win the games. I promised that, when the time came, I would sacrifice myself for him to win. He deserves to live a full life." Snow laughs, again.

"Of course," He says "Because Katniss Everdeen is such a giving person, she would just - sacrifice herself (!)" I scowl at him. "Please, and answer honestly, you mush have some regret. Don't you want to live, too?" I laugh humorlessly and shake my head.

"My son deserves to live." He looks at me, dumbfounded.

"We'll see. I know you better than you think."

"Door's over there. Feel free to leave...Now!" I shout. He stands up and smiles ruefully, before leaving.

        You know, now that I think about it, I don't want to die. I don't know what to do. Cinna (1) deserves to live, but...So do I. Maybe three games is enough. UGH! Why did Snow have to put the idea in my head!? I can't relax now. Dragging my feet across the floor, I walk into the dining area. I pull out a chair and sit down, with the lights off, waiting for everyone to come back.

"Katniss? Are you here?" Peeta calls. No, Peeta. The muttations dragged me away. What did you think the claw marks on the floor are from; I was holding on for dear life (!) "Yeah, right here."

"Haymitch and I were talking through some strategies on the way up. You have to hear them."

"Find shelter, don't die and embrace the chances of my certain death, am I right?" I ask sarcastically. Peeta's eyes widen at my bitter remark.

"Katniss," Haymitch starts "This is important. Your son's life is at stake. You've seen the tributes, we need to buck up our idea's if you want a shot at this." I turn my head away from them, not giving up.

"Katniss," Says Peeta, softly "Please. You think this is easy for me? I have to choose between my son, and my wife, both of which, I love very dearly. It kills me to see you both here."

"Well how do you think I feel, Peeta?!" I snap "I have to kill myself. I have to try and protect my son, kill myself, and make sure he wins the games! Not exactly what I imagined I would be doing when we came out of the 74th games, really!" He sighs and holds his head.

"Bear with me, Katniss. It's not exactly easy for me, you know. My wife or my son. Not exactly what I thought I'd have to choose between when I left the hunger games. I fought for you. For years I loved you. I was ecstatic when you told me you felt the same way. What we created was amazing."

"Why are you speaking in the past tense Peeta?!" I demand "What, do you think there's no chance for us? Do you think this is it? Your 'beautiful' family destroyed? Separated forever? Believe me, you got easiest part. It's not you being forced to re-enter your worst nightmare!" He tries to talk to me but my look silences him. He'll never understand the pain I'm feeling right now. I run to my room and knock the fluffy pillows off the bed. It makes me sick, the way they try to soften up your death. It's like 'you're going to die in a few days, but here, eat some fancy food, play dress up with some fancy clothes and sleep in these fancy rooms.' They should just give it to us how it is. Another reason why the Capitol is a vile, disgusting place for greedy, ungrateful morons! There's a light tap on my bedroom door.