I never cried so hard. Peeta had my head on his lap and was softly talking to me. I thankfully wasn't hit in the heart or I would be dead in a second.
"I need to look at your leg" he told me. "Okay, please don't hurt me."
"I won't, I'll do it softly." He rolled up my pants and took a look. "Is it bad?" I asked closing my eyes. "Nothing medicine can't fix." he replied.
"We don't have any of that." I whined. Well as soon as I said that down came a package. Peeta ran over and opened the package. "Yes!" he smiled. He poured it in my mouth and the pain almost completely came out of my leg.
WHAT IS HAPPENING AT THE CAREERS PLACE.
"Are you alright Cato?" Marvel asked rubbing his head where Peeta punched him. "I am fine!" Cato growled.
"They may of slowed me down a bit,but I plan on getting revenge.I am going to start with the little girl." Marvel nodded, "yes she is quiet annoying."
A career girl threw her arm around Cato, "There is three of us and two of them. I say we should do what they did to us, lets go and attack them."
"No I have a much better plan," Cato smiled evily. "I have an idea on how to get the girl alone, and how to snap her right in half."
BACK AT PRIM AND PEETA
Peeta and I were collecting food. We ate all our food before we went to attack the careers. I limped behind Peeta. My leg was much better today, but still was hurting.
I felt a hand around my mouth and was tugged behind a tree. Looking directly in my face was my worst nightmare. Cato. I tried to scream but he had hand so tightly around my mouth. He lifted his spear and whispered, "Hello sweetheart."
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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...
