“To the Lake! To the Lake!” Clove screams.
We all struggle to run to the lake, the angry wasps hot on our tail. Glimmer screams for help, obviously none of us turn back. I also hear Sierra’s screams, she’s crying out for someone I don’t know, both the girls are behind us until one moment they aren’t.
I run right behind Clove, with Marvel next to me and Peeta behind. The Tracker Jacker stings burn and I feel like we’ll never make it out alive. Finally we make it to the lake; the four of us jump in. We have brought the wasps to our camp; do I care at the moment? No. A moment after we jump into the lake, 3 joins us, he already has some swelling begin to develop. Oops.
After the wasps have flown away, I climb out, running after Peeta. “I will kill her. I will kill her.” I say repeatedly to myself.
I slash my way through a bush that is standing in my way. Peeta has a lowered spear and Katniss is scrambling away, holding the silver bow that was once Glimmer’s. “Run!” Peeta screams.
Katniss is gone before I can catch her. “What the hell?!” I yell at Peeta. “You said you were on our side! You said you hated her!” I should have guessed; the way he looked at Katniss every time he saw her, it was the same way I look at Clove.
I never wanted him in the Alliance; it was Clove who voted him in. I now wonder if she knew his plan all along, they were in the woods together that one time. No, Clove wouldn’t do that. I tell myself, she’s on my side not some traitor from 12’s.
Peeta looks nervous, but he holds his spear tightly. It is the spear that Clove used during the bloodbath. I remember watching as Clove bandaged his wounds afterwards. I know right then I felt a spark of jealousy. It has been growing ever since, Clove going into the forest with Love Boy alone, Clove cooking with Lover Boy, Clove getting helped by 3 with her jacket, Clove helping 3 up when I pushed him over. I haven’t mentioned any of this to Clove, she hasn’t really given me a chance anyway, she always seems to be with someone, and when she’s not, she says she wants to be alone.
I love Clove; I remember telling her that, at the time I had been so relieved that she had forgiven me that I hadn’t noticed she didn’t say it back. What if Clove didn’t actually love me? What if she is just playing me? I’ve seen the way that 3 looks at her, it’s the same way I do. Clove doesn’t even realize that 3 is pining over her, but the rest of us do. I would kill 3, but it would upset Clove, she wouldn’t want to break her deal.
Out of my jealous rage more than my rage at Peeta betraying us, I lunge at Peeta, giving out a yell. I bring my sword down, to split open his head, but to my surprise, Peeta blocks my attempt with the spear. I keep aiming strikes at him, but every time he blocks. It’s really starting to get on my nerves. Finally I kick out his feet from under him, bringing my sword down to kill Peeta. Get rid of one of the many problems in my life. But Peeta moves, though, not fast enough. I slash him across the thigh, Peeta cries out in pain. I can tell that I made a deep cut, probably to the bone. Peeta throws his spear at me, I duck, and this gives Peeta a chance to drag himself away from me. I could chase him, but I made a deep cut, he’ll be dead soon enough.
I stagger back to the camp; the venom is finally beginning to start giving me visions. Just as I get back to the camp and make my way to the Cornucopia, I see Marvel climbing from the lake before I completely black out.
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