27 May 2012
One-shot The Hunger Games Fanfic Warnings: Spoilers I can guarantee this probably won't make sense. ________________
I can't sleep. I know that if I close my eyes for a second, those terrible memories I tried so hard to forget will come flooding back into my brain like a tsunami and extinguish any sense of reality I have left. The nightmares grip me in their tight grasp and never seem to want to let go. Not until they've had their fun. Not until they've played tricks on my mind. Not until they've tormented and teased me with the horrific images of Prim's last moments. Of her pale face accepting her fate, her blue eyes connecting with mine in a final goodbye. The explosion. The burning. The screams. Sometimes it's not Prim. Sometimes it's my Dad, blown to pieces in a mining accident. Sometimes I'm living back in the 74th hunger games, confronted with the corpses of the dead tributes. Sometimes it's the people who died for me, cursing me, telling me it's all my fault. And then there are the visions of losing Peeta. The last person on Earth who could ever love me, he's the person I couldn't live without. It makes me feel like the worst person on earth. I try so hard to forget. I clench my fists, grit my teeth and force myself to not remember. I will sometimes succeed, feeding off of the good memories. Soon enough, my guard will slip, and the nightmares will penetrate my healing mind with it's poison. Just when I think I can't take anymore, when I feel like I shall crumble to the ground, my cure comes along. My hope. He envelopes his arms around me, cradling my tear stained face to his chest, telling me it's ok. And then I say to him "Stay with me, Peeta" and his reply will forever be "always".
The Nightmares - Hg Fanfic • Opuss № I