It's a been a few weeks or so since I was released from the hospital. Haymitch knew how much I hated being there and he convinced them to let me live in my own home with someone watching me around the clock. I guess the world isn't ready to lose their Mockingjay.

A few days after I was released Haymitch came to me and broke down. I've never seen him cry before, I guess I'm really all he has left. I'm trying to stick with it for Haymitch. He'll go in a bit anyway then I'll be free to join him.

Haymitch volunteered to watch me for most of the time, he knows the thought of having someone else constantly watch over me will painful for me. It would remind me too much of the Capitol.

Haymitch and I are sitting down in my living room going through our daily routine. He's dozing off while I stare blankly at the wall. For a change of pace he lit a fire because it's becoming rather cold.

Everything was peaceful until the door opened and in walked someone I hadn't seen since he barged into my hospital room then stormed out, Peeta. The noise didn't wake Haymitch so Peeta walks over to me with no problems.

He sits down next to me in front of the fireplace. I just stare into the flames but I can feel him looking at me.

"I know why you were in the hospital, Katniss," Peeta states. I look down at the floor. "I'm sorry I barged into your room, I didn't believe it. I was just so mad. Not at you, but at everyone that has taken someone away from you. And I was angry with myself, for leaving you."

Peeta stares into the fire while he says this so it's impossible for him to see the tears gliding down my cheeks.

"I'm sorry I wasn't there for you, after the war," he says. "I should have been. I just couldn't risk having an episode and hurting you. But I'm better now, I think. I want us to grow back together, if that's not what you want then at least as friends."

After he says this he looks at me and sees the constant flow of tears.

"Katniss, I'm sorry I didn't mean to upset you," he leans in to comfort me but I flinch at his touch. He has a hurt expression on his face as he pulls his hand away.

I just can't stop hurting people. I have to get away from this. I need to figure out my feelings for Peeta and decide if I should continue hurting him for my own well being.

I take off and start sprinting to a place I haven't visited in a long time. The woods.

I hear Haymitch has risen and is calling my name chasing me but he has stopped running after a few steps. Peeta won't chase me, I'm sure of it.

There's no need to slip under the fence because there are large gaps where the bombs destroyed it. I sprint into the forest and travel deeper without losing my pace.

I stumble upon my old bow and arrow in the hollow tree and realize that it wasn't damaged in the bombing. I gather my weapon and prepare to hunt, I don't know how else to clear my head.

Right after I turn around I hear a scream. It's not just anyone's scream, I know this person. I'm searching and running towards the desperate voice that's calling my name. I get to her and I see her.

I see Rue.

Just as his spear is entering her body.