On the rooftop, faced with almost certain death, Katniss and Peeta reveal their final wishes, the one thing they have tied their life to, that they hope will remain after their death.
In Mockingjay both these things are taken away from them…
-“I don’t want them to change me in there. Turn me into some kind of monster that I’m not”
-“I’ve never seen myself like that before…I’m the monster. I’m the mutt.
“I can’t afford to think like that, I have my sister.”
“I’m forced to accept who I am, a badly burned girl, with no wings…and no sister”
Sometimes when I’m alone, I take the pearl from where it lives in my pocket and try to remember the boy with the bread, the strong arms that warded off nightmares on the train, the kisses in the arena. To make myself put a name to the thing I’ve lost. But what’s the use? It’s gone. He’s g o n e. Whatever existed between us is gone. All that’s left is my promise to kill Snow.
I tell myself this ten times a day.
The promise that life can go on, no matter how bad our losses.
If I’d had a private reunion with Peeta, he would have killed me. Now that he’s deranged.
No, not deranged, I remind myself. Hijacked. That’s the word I heard pass between Plutarch and Haymitch as I was wheeled past them in the hallway.
H i j a c k e d.
I don’t know what it means.
::bites fist:: that’s the D13 infirmary. it’s hijacked peeta (இ﹏இ`｡)
Josh Hutcherson attends the Paris Premiere of ‘Paradise Lost’ - October 21st, 2014