A mockingjay is a creature the capitol never intended to exist
Catching Fire + Elements [1/4]
Slowly I raise my eyes and take in the water spreading out in every direction. I can only form one clear thought. This is no place for a girl on fire.
"You’re alive," I whisper, pressing my palms against my cheeks, feeling the smile that’s so wide it must look like a grimace. Peeta’s alive. And a traitor. But at the moment, I don’t care. Not what he says, or who he says it for, only that he is still capable of speech.
The blue shadows under his eyes. I wonder if he slept at all. Couldn’t have been long. I think of his agreeing to go with me yesterday, his stepping up beside me to protect Gale, his willingness to throw his lot in with mine entirely when I give him so little in return.
“Get out!” He dodges the pillow I throw at him. “Go away! There’s nothing left for you here!” I start to shake, furious with him. “She’s not coming back! She’s never ever coming back here again!” I grab another pillow and get to my feet to improve my aim. Out of nowhere, the tears begin to pour down my cheeks. “She’s dead you stupid cat. She’s dead.”
peeta’s alive, and a traitor. but at the moment, i don’t care
You’ve given them an opportunity. They just have to be brave enough to take it.
All those months of taking it for granted that Peeta thought I was wonderful are over. Finally, he can see me for who I really am.
Violent. Distrustful. Manipulative. Deadly.
And I hate him for it.
that’s what you and i do, p r o t e c t e a c h o t h e r