Sharp Objects

chapter twenty seven

And that's when I see her: fire girl, wrapping the pack around her wrist in front of a large offering table, she picks up her bag,and sets of running. Right towards me. I don't hesitate.

I sprint straight to her, throwing my knife towards her as she notices me there. She pulls her bow in towards her and cuts of the knife before it hits it's mark, then fires one arrow at me. I duck whilst running,falling into a roll just as it flies above my head, piercing the grass behind me. She doesn't have enough time to prepare another arrow.

And I won't stop for her.

Sprinting full pelt towards my enemy, I launch myself towards her, my hole body flying through the air with one leg outstretched, ready to catch her in the chest and take her straight down. My foot hits it's mark,unlike my knife,and she collapses under my force.

We fall to the ground, rolling over and over as I stab blindly, trying to catch the wrenched girl in the heart, to end her life once and for all. She flips me over onto my back,and tries to pin me there, but I wrench my hand free of her grip,slashing her across the head with my knife. In her moment of shock, I wrench my other hand free and use all of my (very little) bodyweight to turn myself over and pin her underneath me. Digging both boot-cled feet into her captured wrists, I hold down her shoulders with one hand,and raise my knife into the air,as she begins to give up her struggle. I've got her. After all this time,.

Katniss Everdeen,I'm going to burn you to the ground.

Plastering the most evil smile I can mutter across my face, I set my eyes upon her " where's loverboy,huh?"

She struggles again, before replying "he's out there now,hunting cato." She pauses to catch her breath. Before taking air into her lungs and screaming "peeta!"

Before she can alert attention,I slap her hard across the face, before moving my free hand not holding my knife down towards her neck,slowly closing my hands around her throat and cutting off her voice.

"Liar." I laugh, shooting a smirk that even cato would be proud of "Cato knows what he did,and exactly how to do it. You're probably coming to get some medicine for him." I throw my head back,laughing manically, the sound that comes from my mouth more like some kind of demented, twisted cackle then just an evil laugh "Too back he is never going to get it."

She begins to struggle again, but I stop her,stocking her face with the side of my blade,as if it were an extension of my own hand: like it were part of me. "Aww come on Katniss, if your gone now you'll miss all the fun. "My lips curve into a grin as I turn the blade around to drag it slowly down her cheek, opening up another gash in her flesh " and you don't want to miss the fun when it's only getting started."

I look up,in search of cato, but I can't see him anywhere. He's probably seen Thresh and gone of to kill him, leaving me to deal with fire girl. Very well cato; I'll get rid of her myself. My heart almost leaps at the thought, and the insanity that constantly waits at the back of my brain begins to awaken,causing me to dig the flag deeper into her face. She grimace as it slinces her skin and brings the bright crimson blood to the surface.

"I think we'll let cato take care of loverboy, don't you fire girl? After all, it'll be a lot quicker If he gets it done. They were all quicker, even when we killed your little ally." Her eyes light up in the mention of Rue. I didn't want to bring her up, but my brain is overdrive, madness pouring Into my reality by the second. And I'll do anything it take to hurt Katniss Everdeen. She deserves every bit of pain I put her through.

"Whereas I attend to be a little bit more," I pause, tiling my head side to side as if in thought, craving for blood to pour out of her wounds and just waiting for that cannon to announce her gruesome end "thought, when it comes to my masterpieces. And I know you are going to be one of my best. You'd look good in a frame,but, we'll get to that later."

I pull my smallest knife from my knive vest, flipping open to catch and holding It up to the light, running my finger across my small but deadly blade as it glints in the sun. I don't even bother to look at the fear in her eyes, I just lower my knife down towards her.

But it doesn't reach her face. Because, before it does, I feel myself begging pulled of Katniss by the back of my jacket. At first I think it's Cato, come to get his revenge on Katniss,so I don't take all the glory. That is, until the strong arms close around my chest,seeming to crush my lungs with their sheer power. I know exactly who it is,but I don't want to believe it. If I try to turn, to witness his face staring down at me, ready to kill, I will be terrified. I am terrified.

I breathe as much air as I can into my seemingly crushed lungs,and scream as loud as I can.

"What did you say?!" The harsh voice breakes through my scream, cutting me off as the arms squeeze tightly around my chest again " did you kill her career? YOU KILL HER!?" A pair of hands clamps down harder on my shoulders,spinning me around so I am looking straight into the furious eyes of Thresh, the guy from 11, towering above me and holding a huge rock in his hand. I struggle to choke out my words as I try to back away from his stare.

"N-n-no, I wasn't m-m-me! It w-w-wasn'w-w-wasn't m-" but it is no use, so I do the only thing that might be able to save my fast fadling life. " CATO!CATO!HELP ME CATO!" I scream with all my might, desperately trying to get his attention.

I breathe more checked air into my lungs,struggling with every bit of my exhausted body to get away, to survive, and begin another round of screams "CATO!CA-"

But I can't finish them.

I see him raise the rock above his head, and my voice cuts off.

He brings to rock down, and I see it in little freeze frames, as if somebody has slowed down my hole life, and it's able to flash before me. That's what they always says happens at the end, right?

In little disjointed pictures, like a broken movie, the huge rock moves closer and closer towardtowards my head. I can't look up, can't stare at his face anymore. I won't give Thresh the satisfaction of seeing the light slowly leave my eyes as my life ebbs away at my fingertips. Instead, my eyes come to land at something else. Someone else, running through the clearing, in slow motion too,shouting something.

Cato, shouting my name.

Less then a second later,I hear a crack, my knees buckle,and I collapse to the grass, the sound of his torched voice echoing in my ears as my body hits the floor.