Never Say Goodbye

"Well, I guess this is goodbye," she told me and I could see the tears pricking her eyes.
"Never say goodbye, because goodbye means leaving and leaving means forgetting. And I never want to forget you. Ever," I announce and she nods, a tear streaking her dirt stained face.
"I guess since 'friendly' isn't working for me I'll stick to straight facts," she chokes out, her tears causing her to stumble over her words. My own tears stream down my face and I clench the night lock tighter.
"This is the end," she states and I nod trying to hide my tears from her.
"Three," she begins. I open my hand to reveal the black berries staining the palm of my hand. I grab her hand and she doesn't protest. She is the best friend I've ever had and I want her to know that.
"Two," I answer her call, my voice rings out in the emptiness of the arena. Her hand tightens on mine and she raises our arms in the air. A signal, not of surrender or defeat but one of salvation and ending.
"One."

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5. Chapter 5

I drop the last pile of wood onto our pile and sigh. The fog has cleared and so I expect we'll be having company soon.
"Are you sure this is going to work?" Matt asks from behind me and I turn around to see him stopped, a pile of wood pieces in his arms. I look over the wood pile barricade that stretches from my platform to Matt's. Before I get a chance to speak Marie answers.
"Well Lover Boy, I didn't do all this work for nothing so it'd better," she growls walking around him with a pile of wood in her arms. I finger the lighter and a growing confidence fills my heart. I hear a twig snap and out of the trees comes the rest of the tributes, Marie's brother, Kade, in the lead. Kade resembles Marie a lot, with his red hair and green eyes but you can definitely tell he's older. Matt catches me staring and snorts disbelievingly. I open my mouth to defend myself but he shakes his head at me and smiles coming closer to me.
"I want you to promise me that whatever happens today you will not do anything stupid," he says, his hands on my shoulders with a warning look in his eyes. I nod and draw my knife. Lucky for me my aim isn't that bad, unfortunately though it's getting through the whole 'actually throwing the knife' thing that gets me every time. Matt and Marie get their knifes ready and we watch as the four tributes get closer. 
"We've come here to talk," Kade announces calmly and my blood freezes. Something's not right. This was too easy, I mean, we built a whole barricade and no one interrupted us. This is the Hunger Games for goodness sake. I move to my left, closer to Matt to tell him but suddenly the first knife flies. It lands just two inches short of hitting my arm.
"Hey, I didn't tell you that you could move," Kade warns and I notice that what I thought was a knife is actually a trident. That's why Kade wanted the pair from four. I look at Matt and I can tell I don't need to tell him something's wrong. By this point he knows. 
"Now that we're comfortably still lets get down to business," Kade put his hand on his hip signaling that he's comfortable. I hear Marie growl slightly and I draw my knife slowly. Kade's eyes sweep over me quickly as if he can't bare to look at me. In a flash I'm standing with the knife out and it's flying from my fingers before I even have a chance to think it through. Or, rather, talk myself out of it. Kade steps out of the way and it hits the girl from District four. I stare in horror at what I've done but Kade only smiles. Matt and Marie stand as well, knives in hand.
"Well, that evens things out a bit doesn't it?" Marie calls out boldly. I close my eyes but, determined not to cry I open them and lift my chin a little.
"Yes, I guess it does even things out but next time maybe you should hit the one who threw the trident," Kade responds as him and the remaining two tributes come closer. The boy from four throws another trident and it lands with a sickening thud in Matt's stomach. A loud sound echoes throughout the trees and I lurch forward to catch Matt as he collapses. Only later do I realize that the noise was me screaming. Both of Marie's knives fly out of her hands striking the boy from ten and the boy from four. By this point Kade is already standing at the edge of the barricade. He leans over and I punch him in the face as hard as I can. He doesn't hardly flinch but instead drags Matt over the wooden barricade. Matt moans and throws a few punches but Kade quickly has him in a death grip. Tears pour down my cheeks as I watch Kade smash his fist time after time into Matt's already swollen stomach. 
"Stop!" Marie screams and I jump. I had totally forgotten she was here. I turn to see tears streaming down her cheeks staining her soul with her past. Kade pauses for a second, and Matt sighs.
"Just stop okay? Can't you see he's in enough pain! Haven't you done enough harm? You've already scarred her and maybe, maybe she's not sure if she should hate you or not because you've already disowned her and she's not sure if family extends quite that far," Marie screams at him and I notice that she wasn't calling Matt a girl, she was talking about herself the whole time.
"You've already stretched the rubber band tight Kade. I'm just not sure how much longer till it breaks," she finishes and I watch her wipe the tears from her cheeks but her anger is stronger than any knife or blade. Kade seems taken aback by her sudden outburst and he releases Matt slightly. Matt looks me directly in the eye and a sad smile controls his lips. It signals the end and I find myself screaming as I watch him twist Kade's arm back in a final attempt to free himself. Matt pulls out his knife in a flash and stabs Kade in the back. This only angers him and his muscles flex as he spins around ripping his arm out of Matt's grip. That's when I notice that Kade is not only stronger than Matt but he's also twice Matt's size. And lets just say Matt is not short by any means. Kade lunges for Matt and narrowly misses. Matt tackles him dragging him to the ground with his own weight. Taking the knife out of his back Matt stabs Kade again this time in the side. Kade's hands wrap around Matt's neck and he smashes him against the wooden barricade, choking him.
"That's enough! Let him go or I'll light this thing on fire," I threaten and she turns to find me holding the lighter centimeters away from the wood, my face betraying nothing. 
"No," Matt moans but I figured he's so out of it that he doesn't even know what's going on. I hold Kade's eye and lower the lighter a little, the flame tickles the edge of the wood. I see a flicker of fear enter his eyes. He glances over at me for a split second before a sickening smile spreads across his bleeding lips. 
"Try me," he challenges and it's my turn to be uncertain. Before I even get the chance to react a knife flies and Kade crumples to the ground bringing Matt with him. My mouth drops and I look to Marie. She stares off into the distance and tries to wipe the tears that pour down her cheeks. She killed her own brother. To save the one I love. I run to her and my arms wrap around her in thankfulness and sadness. She bursts then and she cries, burying her face in my shoulder. I know it was hard for her. She still loved her brother even though he didn't love her. She pulls away.
"You'd better go check on him, I didn't kill my brother for nothing," she manages to say through her tears, some of her old humor returning. I nod and jump the barricade rushing to Matt's unmoving body. I lean over him my long black hair brushing against his bloody face.
"Look at me. Listen to me. You're going to be okay. Okay?" I frantically look for some sign that he's alive. He smiles slightly but his eyes are still closed.
"There's no saving me now," he mumbles through a mouthful of blood that he spits out. My shoulders shake as tears spill, sprinting down my cheeks as if racing were the most important thing in the world. 
"No! I will not let that happen. You hear? I will not let you die in my arms. No," I tell him bravely and his smile reappears.
"There's only one thing I haven't done yet that I promised myself I'd do," he whispers and with his remaining strength he manages to sit up. His hands cup my face and his lips crash against mine. They're warm and loving and I kiss him back. After a few seconds he pulls away and I notice his breathing is heavier. Despite the situation I smile like an idiot. That was the first time I've ever been kissed and it was amazing. Matt falls back to the ground and I'm jolted back to reality. And boy, does it ever hit like a ton of bricks. Everything seems to happen in slow motion. Tears stream down my face silently and Matt takes a ragged breath in. Sobs choke me as I reach down and slip my shaky, cool hand into Matt's. He closes his hand around mine and a small grin appears on his face as he lets go of the breath. I don't hear him breathe in again. His grip loosens on my hand and his body goes limp. The life that had once filled Matt's handsome teal eyes now slides away sadly. It tries to linger around but death tugs at it harder. His heart beats no longer. Suddenly I'm angry. I'm angry at the Capitol. I'm angry at Kade. I'm angry at myself. Hatred and determination fill me, choking me and crowding my thoughts. Matt's words run through my head like a stream between two mountains. "I know we can't win. I'm not going there to win. I'm going there to make an impression. To leave the Capitol with something they'll never forget." My hands shake as I reach into Matt's pocket and pull out a handful of berries. Nightlock. I should have known. Determination to carry out Matt's plan pours through me. My face is wet with tears. Matt still has a slight smile on his face which makes me upset. I reach over and gently close his once lively eyes. He looks peaceful. Happy even. Happy to know that I love him. Clutching the nightlock I stand unsteadily to my feet. Taking one last look at Matt I turn away and go over to Marie.
"I'm done. I don't wanna win anymore. Why win if all your going to go home with is the guilt of killing innocent kids? It doesn't make sense Asha. I don't want to win," Marie says thoughtfully as she sits on the barricade. My anger melts and I sit beside her.
"I don't want to win either," I mumble and she nods understandingly. Swallowing my sadness I look her directly in the eye.
"I yelled at him. I told him good doesn't win because good has to play by the rules and evil doesn't. He told me he didn't come here to win. He said he came here to make an impression. To leave the Capitol with something they'll never forget. He had nightlock with him. We don't have to win," I explain and her eyes get wide. I pull out the berries and offer her some. She takes them in her hand and nods. We stand and hold them up.
"Well, I guess this is goodbye," she tells me and I can see the tears pricking her eyes. 
"Never say goodbye, because goodbye means leaving and leaving means forgetting. And I never want to forget you. Ever," I announce and she nods, a tear streaking her dirt stained face.
"I guess since 'friendly' isn't working for me I'll stick to straight facts," she chokes out, her tears causing her to stumble over her words. My own tears stream down my face and I clench the night lock tighter.
"This is the end," she states and I nod trying to hide my tears from her. 
"Three," she begins. I open my hand to reveal the black berries staining the palm of my hand. I grab her hand and she doesn't protest. She is the best friend I've ever had and I want her to know that.
"Two," I answer her call, my voice rings out in the emptiness of the arena. Her hand tightens on mine and she raises our arms in the air. A signal, not of surrender or defeat but one of salvation and ending.
"One."

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