Rue and I scream in fright. The careers figured out where we were hiding and came in to attack us. Peeta stood in front blocking us from them and trying to hurt them with his knife
. I stepped up and stood beside him and got one with my arrow. I believe her name was Clove. Cato looked at Clove and cired, "No, you are going to pay little brat!"
He threw a knife that went flying straight toward my heart. "No!" Rue yelled jumping in front of me, and in front of the knife.
Cato was so upset that he and the three other Careers ran away. I looked down at the limp Rue. "No, no, no" I cried. Off went her and Clove's canon. I turned and cried on Peeta. He was trying not to cry, but he was making a choking sound.
She was dead. Dead. I felt dead inside, but she actually was dead.
"We have to leave this cave, sweetheart" he said trying to keep a steady voice. I knew he knew how upset I was, because he never ever called me sweetheart.
"Ok," I sniffed. he hugged me and we got our packs and started to walk.
We came across a big tree that we both could get up in. He helped push me up to the first high branch, then he jumped and grabbed the branch and climbed in after me.
I was so tired from crying that I fell asleep instantly, but Peeta didn't he stayed up and planned revenge. Revenge that will get one of us killed.
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The Hunger Games Are Not In Prim's Favor
FanfictionWhat would happen if the girl who couldn't even kill animals must go and kill other kids in an arena? Twelve year old Prim Everdeen is reaped to be in the Seventy Forth Hunger Games along with Peeta Mellark. She has many near death experiences whil...
