Peace like a river [Dee/Day 3]
Mar 15, 2019 18:02:53 GMT -5
Post by Noah Vau - D2 (Cato) on Mar 15, 2019 18:02:53 GMT -5
Rex Antilles
The creature runs leaving me behind, and all I can do is lay on the ground as blood gushes from the gaping holes lining my body, but I don't feel a thing. My hands are numb. My feet is tingling. My mind is racing. Everything is slowly coming together one right after another. I remember a time back home when heat exhaustion nearly made me faint. I was dizzy, and my head was spinning, and that's how I feel right now. It doesn't help that my tongue is sticking to the roof of my mouth, and that I'm so thirsty and need something to eat. This is what it feels like when life is leaving my body and nothing will draw it back. I don't want to be alone right now, and my hope is Arianna is still a little aways. I haven't heard her cannon, and I'm sure she doesn't want to be alone either. It's a scary thing, and maybe we can die as friends.
I make sure I have my backpack before heading towards where I left her just a little bit ago. My arms are shaking under the weight of my body, and my legs are dragging behind making it nearly impossible to move. Every muscle is trying to hold me back, yet I keep my arms going strong. I keep myself moving forward. Laying down will only draw the angel of death closer. I know he's coming. I look down only to see some of my intestines hanging out of my stomach, and it hurts so bad, yet tears no longer fall down my face. My hair sticks to my cheeks from the sweat and blood. My lips are quivering, and I finally find her, and I collapse at her side. I can barely bring myself to speak. My throat is dry, and it's hard to breathe, but maybe if she knows I'm here everything will turn out fine.
"Ari..." I can barely get her name out before having to stop. I swing the bag off my shoulders, and it takes more effort than it should. The weight of the world is heavy, and I want nothing more than to release the pain lingering inside. I reach in and grab the water knowing it won't help me now, but it'll quench the thirst that's torturing my soul. I dump the contents of the bag on the ground and take a sip of my water, and then I take a bigger drink, and then I take another, but I refuse to drink it all. "Drink?" It's not enough and knowing what I know now, I reach the pen and paper towards her. She can use this more than I can. I grab the poncho and place it on the ground before laying fully on top of it.
My life doesn't matter anymore, and the last thing I want to do is look at the stars as the night rolls in. I promised to look after her, and I can keep that promise even though it's my fault she's dying. I can make sure nothing gets her until I breathe my last breath. I know it's not much, but I'm dying too, and I can feel the threads tearing ever so slowly. "Stars. Watch the stars." I close my eyes for a moment until I feel my breaths slowing down, and I force myself to remain awake. Sleep will take me away, but I'm not finished yet. I have a lot to learn, and I need Arianna to stay with me. We'll go home together just like we came in together.
81st Hunger Games
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