I lie there staring at the ceiling, lost, confused and felt like I lost the part of me that made me whole. I hear the door open and someone say, "Hi Catnip." I recognise who it is instantly, Gale. I didn't reply, I didn't want to waste a breathe on him, who was supposed to be my best friend and be happy for me. "I know you probably don't want to talk to me but please here me out." He says as he sits on the chair next to my bed. I turn my head so it is facing in the opposite direction in which he is sitting and reply, "Fine, but if I don't like it, don't blame me if I get nasty with you." He answered, "I won't blame you. I apologise for what happened with Peeta, I didn't know those videos would trigger his memory and to be fair he did punch me when he came round to speak to me." I begin to become exasperated by what he is saying and I reply with an annoyed and upset tone. "How can you say that, this is your fault not his and he would have not of punched you if you wouldn't have kissed me. I start to get off my hospital bed and back him to the door. "You knew they would trigger his memory, you have witnessed it before after we rescued him from the Capitol. None of this would have happened if it wasn't for you, if you want to help never see or come near me again, for all I care you used dead to me! DEAD!" I push him out the door and collapse onto the floor and cry so many tears. The door begins to open and a figure walks through the door and comes over to comfort for me, Peeta. He takes me over to the bed and sits on the chair next to be and holds my hand and touches my hair softly and speaks, "Sweetheart, you need some rest." I look to the door, and see that Haymitch isn't there and I thought he must be him because only Haymitch calls me 'sweetheart' and then I look to the chair that I thought Peeta was sitting in and it was Haymitch. I close my eyes and think of all the magical memories me and Peeta have lived together, shared together and now I realise that we can no longer make anymore memories, it is over.
