Chapter 10

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(Katniss POV)

I open my eyes hearing a crash downstairs. I lay for a second listening I hear nothing, I decided to see what the culprit of the noise is. I calmly walk down the stairs to see Peeta surrounded by our now destroyed, giant wooden coffee table. The top of the covering him, keeping him from moving, by the size of the pool of blood surrounding him tells me he has minutes left maybe seconds. I run toward him by the look of his eyes I can tell he is coming in and out of consciousness.

I grab one of the coffee table legs using it as a lever to get the coffee table top off of Peeta. Tears started streaming down my cheeks as I see half a coffee table leg wedged to the bone in Peeta's torso. I notice it is just above his waist so I know he has a small chance if, his ribs protect his vital organs so he is very lucky. I grab my giant first aid kit and find this stuff that puffs out like a sponge, and stops blood flow.

I quickly pull out the coffee table leg, and use the sponge thing. Peeta winces and comes back to consciousness. I weakly says, "I love you Katniss." No, don't give me that your not gonna die, it's going to be ok," I weakly reply through the tears. I kiss him hard on the mouth.

I wrap his side tightly the blood still seeping through the bandages. I patch up his leg, and his a deep cut on his forehead. "Stay with me," I cry holding his hand before calling for an ambulance, which is something that looks close to the army trucks used during the war. "Always," he replies stronger.

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