NOAH'S POV
The sharp rock edge digs into the palm of my hands as i make my last grab to the ledge. Leigha stopped talking around five minutes ago when she said something to do with blood and a knife. I pull myself up onto the ledge and see her. She's lay on her side, her abdomen was found home by a knife. I rush over to her, all my instincts telling me to try and get her to wake up. I shake her shoulders. Anything to try and get a response from her.
"Leigha? Please wake up. Please" i whimper, tears filling my navy blue eyes. I held her hand as I fell to my knees, listening to her repetative breathing pattern. It was only then when I noticed how innocent she looked. Not born to kill in the hunger games, but meant to be at home, in district 7. Curled up in her house, in front of the fire. Keeping warm on rainy days. Me sat next to her, holding her close in my arms. I loved her since the very first time I layed eyes on her. And now, I could lose her.
Her eyes slowly began to flutter open, to reveal those pools of sky blue that I knew so well. She was beautiful. She cried out in pain, as she tried to move. "Shush" I whispered to her, as I tucked her hair behind her ears and held one of her hands. Her grasp was weak, I could tell she was slipping away from me, and fast.
"Noah" She cried, trying to tighten her grip on me.
"I'm here Leigha" I said, forcefully wiping away my tears. I had to be strong. For her.
"Whats happening Noah? Whats happening to me?"
"Its going to be okay Leigha, You'r just going to sleep for a little while. I'll see you soon though, I promise" I leant down and kissed her gently on the lips, as she closed her eyes. I refused to let go of her hand, as I watched er breathing get slower and slower.
"I love you" I said, as I couldn't pprevent the tears from rolling down my cheeks. "I'm sorry". A cannon sounded, and I knew, she was gone. Leigha. My Leigha. I had lost her. I kissed her hand for a final time before letting her go. But this was the reality of the Hunger Games. I knew it was going to happen. Deep down it was inevitable. But I broke my promise to her. My promise to protect her. I let her down. And now I felt Lonely, Lost, but worst of all, I had given up.
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Heart of a Willow (51st Annual Hunger Games)
FanfictionA THG fan fiction. Sixteen year old Leigha from District 7 is convinced that she will never be picked for The Games. With the 51st Games starting she is proven wrong and it is up to her to become the first female victor. With her District Partner, N...
