Jake
What do I do? I can't go to the capital. I knew what I had to do. I had to go to District 12. But, I would never see May the same way. She wanted to kill me. I... I couldn't face her... but I had to eventually... No, I would talk to Katniss and Peeta first. I took another look at the grave I had made.
"Oh Amy... what should I do?" I asked. If only she were here. She would smile and come up with a brilliant plan. I smiled. She had been great. My smile faded as I remembered why she was dead. I had killed her. I didn't mean to... but she still ended up dead.
"Amy... I'm sorry... I wish you were here" I sighed.
"There were so many things I wanted to show you about my home. The Hob... Chaos... So many things... Oh Amy... what have I done? I'm so sorry. It was all my fault. If I could go back and change what happened, I would" I began to sob. I missed her so much. I didn't know why, but I did. There were a ton of things about her that I hadn't really appreciated back then. The way her eyes seemed to sparkle when she laughed... how she always talked like she really cared... I hunched up and kept sobbing. I heard a whistle. Four notes with the last one held longer than the others. Rue's whistle. The whistle she and Katniss had used to tell each other they were okay. I looked for the source of the whistle and saw a figure dart around the corner. Who was that? I didn't care.I stood and looked into the sky.
I was going home
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Alive
FanfictionBook 2 of my Hunger Games series. It takes place a few weeks after Jake's Hunger Games