I was lying there with Jonah's arms around me. Tomorrow is his last reaping. In 24 hours, he will be free for life. I shifted around and looked at him, and his green eyes fluttered open.
"Hey, there cutie, what are you thinking about ?" He said with a sigh and a smile. "I'm thinking about us and what happens tomorrow," I lean in and kiss him. He rolls his eyes, "just kiss me some more we don't need to think about that." I lay there, and we cuddle and hold each other, "can I ask you a question?" I ask. "Of course, babe," he says and plays with my hair. "If you go to the games, do you think you'd win? I mean, Jackson won last year," I say and wait for him to get mad.
He groaned, "oh come on," he looked at me and frowned, but eventually answered, " I would do my best to win, like everyone," he leaned in and put his head on mine. "but you....you'd win. You've been pushed and pulled in a million ways, and you stand strong. And I love you until the end of my life and beyond," he brushes my hair off my forehead and kissed me. I am happy for the last time.
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Trials of Strength-A tale from the Hunger Games Story.
FanfictionThe Hunger Games happen every year as punishment for what the districts had done years before. Kyle is 18 and it's his last year to worry about being picked a tribute. That is until his 12 year old sister is reaped and he volunteers to save her. He...
