Peeta came back 6 moths ago.

For a moment things seem to be going good. I was glad to see that Peeta got better. He was almost his old self at times. He helped out of the stage I was in. He brought me back to life. I was taking better care of myself, I was eating better and event sleeping better knowing Peeta was there to scare the nightmares away. I wasn't happy, I don't think I'll ever experience true happiness, but I was definitely in a better emotional stage after Peeta came home. For a moment I thought he was the one I needed to continue.

But he isn't. I know that now. He wasn't the one I need and I was not so strong. I figure that out about a month after Peeta came back home.

I was feeling strong and so I decided to go hunting but my body was so week I couldn't hold my bow steady long enough to kill a prey. I gave up quickly on the idea of hunting and just went to the place Gale and I used to meet.

I sat there for hours, just remembering that boy and girl who worked so hard to keep their families alive. The woods was the only place where they could really be happy, be themselves. I think about the life they could've had if the girl would have listen to the boy when he asked her to run away the day she was sent into the games. Where would they be if he had listened to her when she asked him to run before she was sent back to the arena? Maybe my sister would be alive. My little sister who didn't deserve that horrific ending. I shake my head because I can't take the memory of beautiful, gentle Prim tuning into a human torch.

I turned to leave before the memories of my dead love ones come to me. And then I see him. Gale, looking tired and thinner but as strong and handsome as ever. I couldn't move or speak. Why is he here? How long has he been here?

"hey Catnip" he says in a very soft voice.

"Gale, Why are you here?"

"I wanted to see you, I need to talk to you and expl.."

"I don't want to hear what you have to say" I cut him off before he finished his sentence.

"Katniss, Please"

"No, I don't want to listen because no matter what you say, it would never change the fact that my sister is gone and is not coming back and is all because of you" I'm screaming when I say this. I see the pain my words caused him but I don't care. It doesn't compare the pain my sister's death caused me.

"Katniss how can you still think that it was my fault? I didn't plan the attack. I had no idea she was going to be involved in the war."

"But it was the bomb you created that kill her"

"But I wasn't the one… I thought you would be able to rethink everything if I gave you time. I thought you would be able to see that I would never hurt you or your family"

"Well, you did. You destroyed my family. Your bomb caused the death of my little sister and left my mother and me broken to no repair"

I through my bow and arrow his way and said " here, you might as well shoot an arrow through my heart because I prefer to die than continue living knowing my best friend is the killer of my little sister"

The moment I say those words I regret them, but they are out for his ears to hear and they produce the pain in him that I wanted. The pain in his eyes is immense, but I still don't take them back. I wait for is response but it never came. Instead he turned and walked away and I'm left more broken than ever.