Sweetheart"Could I just die already? Please," I say out loud to no one in general.Sweetheart3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The other tributes or the Gamemakers. Either group could come kill me right now and I think I would take comfort in it. Let someone here me. Please. My leg is killing me. It is killing me. The pain from the wound my best friend Cato gave me is horrendous and nearly unbearable. The only little itty-bitty thing that allows me to tolerate the pain is the fact that I helped her survive. She's still alive because of me. I, Peeta Mellark, saved her, Katniss Everdeen's, life.
But there's a chance she might still die because I'm not there to defend her. Sure, she has her bow and arrows and she can climb trees no one else can. That small possibilty worries me still. Sadly, not to death. If she were to get into trouble, I wouldn't be able to help her at all with this damaged leg.
I almost wish he did kill me, though. Then my suffering could end. I could fall asleep and never wake up. I'd still be able to see Katniss,
Forever Is Longer Than It Sounds- 13The weeks following weren't much better. Peeta and I saw each other for a few hours each day. We talked, but it was always hard to find things to talk about. We didn't want to talk about our pasts, that was too painful; and we there wasn't much to catch up on with each other. However, I finally found out why he was always going into town. I was at his house for dinner.Forever Is Longer Than It Sounds- 131 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
"I've been working to open a bakery," he said. It was so casual, like it had slipped his mind until just that moment.
"Oh," was all I could manage.
"Yeah. I think it'd be nice if you came into town sometime. You know, to see how everything is. People are talking about you."
I groaned. "People are always talking about me. They've been talking about me for years now. I'd like it for people to stop talking about me."
"I'm just saying that they're worried. I'm not talking about the general public. I'm talking about people you know."
I kicked my feet around. "I don't know anyone. I don't know anyone but you and Haymitc