*back in Katniss pov*
Once again, I manage to disappoint my husband. Instead of rushing towards my daughter to check on her condition, I find my legs betraying me as I run in the opposite direction. Peeta is too distracted by Willow to notice me run off into the woods. I run for hours, with no clue of my whereabouts, my hands turn stiff from the cold and my chest feels a constant pressure. I ignore the cramps all over my body until I am unable to control it.
I fall to my knees in the middle of god knows where, and cover my eyes with the palms of my hands. I choke out a sob and let myself feel my heart genuinely shatter. What was that I was saying about no one else dying a couple of hours ago? Yeah, that plan went awfully downhill. I let myself faceplant onto the grass, my palms still covering my eyes as I start to sob. My life keeps getting worse and worse but it seems like there is nothing I can do to stop it. I repeat the same things over and over, out loud, thinking perhaps the animals will learn English and comfort me.
- Why is everything going horribly...
- What do I have to do to fix my life?
- Is this life even worth fixing?
- I can't lose another child!
- How am I supposed to overcome this situation, I need someone to help me!
I feel an anxiety attack coming. My sobs become muffled as I start to struggle to breath. I start to feel nauseous as the forest starts to spin. My surrounding turn into little dots until I am not aware of where I am anymore. It feels like I am sleeping and there is nothing around me. I try to regain my strength by sitting up but it only makes things worse. I wave my arms around me in an attempt to figure out where I am but nothing seems to help.
I fall onto my back as I try to get my blood circulation to go through my head. This helps and I start to see clearly again. My breathing calms down as I talk to myself.
- Ok inhale and exhale Katniss.
- Inhale!
- Exhale!
- Yes that's it!
- Inhale!
- Exhale!
My exhaustion hits me like a stack of bricks as I realize that I've been running for hours, it's completely dark out, and when I left, the sun was already setting. The tears in my eyes start to either dry up or roll down the side of my head, because of my laying down position. I don't bother wiping them away. I feel my eyelids start to get drowsy and I mumble to myself in hopes that I'll be comforted and then, I doze off.
*3 hours later*
I wake in a jolt of surprise as I hear a loud, technological sound from all around me. And then, I see something very strange but very familiar start to form around me. Hundreds of relatively small circles start to come together to form a dome-shaped forcefield around me. Flashbacks from the last night of the second games flow through me and I experience yet another PTSD attack. First memories of Prim's death and now this? When will my suffering stop!
I start to scoot backwards, dirtying my hands with the forest soil, even though it won't help. I can't escape my doomed, depressing fate. As the last circle appears, completing the dome, I look around me and see him.
-"We meet again Katniss," Gale says, with a net in his hand.
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FanfictionIt's been seven years since the events of the book: Mockingjay, occurred. Katniss has been living peacefully with her husband, Peeta, and her two children: Rye and Willow. But what happens when a ghost from her past reappears? Will she be able to ta...
