The morning dew glistens on the small purple flowers that line the dry river.

My hands stay locked together in hopes of creating some sort of heat. I have been out here for 2 days now.

The cold morning breeze nips at my olive skin, causing me to rub the sleep from my eyes. Slowly I move my sore muscles, a small crack echoing with every bend.

I slowly stand, my weak body leaning on a tree for support. I haven't ate anything. Well, unless you count a couple small roots. Staring down at my bare feet I flex my cold toes before taking a step. Not a good idea. I collapse on the forest floor, my hospital gown, yet again, having a layer of dirt spread over it. A hiccup escapes my parched throat as I lay in the dirt.

I cant move. Im hungry, tired, sore, but most of all, I'm alone.

I roll myself on to my back, then slowly inch myself into a sitting position. Bringing my legs up to my chest I rub my feet. They're so cold that my hands feel like they're burning hot on my feet. The bottoms of my feet at sliced up from the sharp rocks and twigs.

I slowly run my finger over the bump on my cheek where a deep cut has found its home.

I stand again, this time conquering a further distance before my bones and head start to scream pain. Yet again, I fall to the forest floor. To my left I notice a wild rose bush. However, not just any rose bush, a PrimRose Bush. Im so dehydrated that the tears that would normally be there, no longer exist.

Instead all I feel is pain. It shudders over me like goosebumps. I make a dry choking noise, longing for my family filling my insides.

Why? Why me? What have I done in my life to deserve such suffering?

The cold shivers over me as I rub my eyes with my dirt incrusted hands. I take hold on a nearby tree, pulling myself to my bare feet. My toes curl into the dirt as I find balance on the rocky forest ground.

Sucking in a breath of the chilled air I take a step. My bones have become weak and I have become thin and fragile in these woods.

I need to find my mother. I cant... I won't believe what was said about her until I see it for myself.

I manage to take 5 steps forward before my ankles start to shake. The pain is unbearable as my head pounds like drums and my bruised ankles give out under my weight. I feel so helpless. Im not the strong girl I once was. Now I cant even walk 5 steps without falling to the ground.

Pounding my fists onto the forest ground out of anger and sadness I let out a small choking noise. Dry tears run down my dirty cheeks. My tongue is like sandpaper as it scrapes against the inside of my cheek.

Im like a chipped piece of glass, and slowly the imperfection is getting bigger and bigger till theres nothing left but hundreds of broken down little pieces.

My thirst for water is unbearable and my stomach doesn't bother to stop growling and crying for food.

I cant give up. Opening my eyes from their closed position I attempt to crawl forward. My head shows no mercy as my vision starts to cloud up with little black spots from the pain. I shut my eyes tightly and crawl a bit more. My head feels light and suddenly the forrest becomes black and my entire body crumbles to the ground as I black out.

I pace back and forth in the small room. I cant sleep, I can't eat, I cant even think straight. I need to know shes OK.

After she heard about Prim.. about everyone... she just bolted. Nobody has seen or heard from her in days. A team of search and rescue went out yesterday, and im currently waiting to hear news. Im the only one here incase some one shows up with news or Katniss decides to come back. Yeah, fat chance of that happening.

My heart aches for her. I want to hold her in her time of pain. I want to be the one to wipe away her tears and tell her everything will be fine. But the way she looked right through me like I was a ghost makes me fear that I will never be able to do such things again. However, hope is the one thing thats stronger than fear. And I have undying hope that our love will remain.

Suddenly, the team of men stumble through the doors. Rushing over to them I pile my questions on.

"Did you find her? Is she ok? Where was she?..." the questions seem endless.

"We didn't find her. Where ever she is, she doesn't want to be found. We'll try again tomorrow".

"Tomorrow?! We cant wait that long! She could be dead tomorrow!" I say out of shock. I cant leave her out there all night.

I shake my head at them before grabbing a flashlight and a jacket and storming outside. She must have gone into the woods. Its like her safe spot, even if she doesn't remember them. My brown boots crunch against the gravel underneath me. I come to the edge of the forest.

Although its not completely dark yet, I flick on my flashlight, causing a bright yellow beam to shine on the woods perimeter.

Without a second to spare I charge into the bushy forest.

"Katniss!" I repeatedly call out her name in hopes her soft voice will return.

I search the thick forest walls for hours upon hours, hoping to stumble along some sign that she was here.

After what feels like forever of looking, im about to give up for the night. I collapse to my knees, silent sobs echoing from my throat. I crave the grasp of her hugs and the sweet taste of her kisses. The way her chocolate brown braid would bounce on her shoulder as she ran, a smile stretching ear to ear across her olive skinned face. The way our love would touch every heart in the room, as if it were to radiate off us like fire.

I wish she was here with me. I wish her family was alive. I wish she knew who I was. I wish I could protect her from all the pain and suffering this world has cast upon her. But as I have so bitterly discovered, this world is no wish granting factory.

I pull myself to my feet. I refuse to give up. I continue walking for awhile longer before I notice what looks like a white blanket tucked into the dark roots. I slowly move closer to it. What on earth is it, and what would a dirty blanket be doing in the middle of a forest? Im about to just walk away from it.. I dont want to spend valuable time looking at a blanket when I could be looking for Katniss.

My curiosity gets the better of me as I slowly stride towards it. Flicking my flashlight to the brightest setting I let out a gasp. Thats not just a blanket. .. its a person!

I dart over to where the sleeping person lays. Who are they? I notice a thick, tangled braid covering their face.

The small fragile body is motionless, making me assume the worst.

I kneel down beside them and move the braid from their face. I let out a gasp "Katniss!" I cry.

I scoop her frozen body into my arms, ripping off my jacket and wrapping her in it. Holding her close to my chest, I start sprinting through the thick forest, thankful that I know where I am.

After a long time of running, I come to the wire fence. Scaling it I keep running towards the hospital.

"Stay with me Katniss" I beg her unconscious body.

I burst through the hospital doors, startling the plump clerk lounging behind the check in desk.

"We need help! She needs help!" I yell out of breath. She grabs the phone and not a moment later the same doctor that helped Katniss before charges through the door with two other men.

"You found her!" He gasps.

"Yes, she was in the forest. She needs help!" I remind him. The doctor brings out a stretcher, and just before I lay her on it I plant a small kiss on her frozen forehead.

"I love you" I whisper before they rush her through the doors into emergency care.

About an hour later, Annie Joanna and Finn burst through the door.

"We heard they found her!" Annie cries. I can see the tears about to spill over from her eyes.

"Yeah.. I went out earlier. She was unconscious in the forest".

Annie starts bawling, and Jo takes a seat out of shock and sadness. Fin holds Annie in his arms as she cries.

"So.. she doesn't remember... anything?" Jo asks slowly.

I run my fingers through my blonde curls.

"Yeah. She thought her dad was still alive and her mother was still.. ya know.."

They all nod in understanding.

"...Peeta.. does she have any idea who you are?" Annie asks once she wipes away her tears.

I rub my eyes, fear of the tears that may come.

"No" I whisper. "She looked right through me. I may as well be dead to her". It was harder to say then I expected. My hands start to shake and I attempt to blink away the tears.

"Oh Peeta.. I'm so sorry" Annie whispers before enclosing me in a hug. I have known Annie and Johanna since I was in elementary school.. when they still had cooties.

Jo is the least sentimental person I know, so when she gives me a hug I was more surprised then anything. Fin joined in on the hugging not soon after Jo. It felt so good having my best friends here to support me.

"Thanks guys" I say with a weak smile before plopping down in a chair.

We all sit there, a heavy silence weighing down on us.

"She can have visitors" my head snaps up and meets eyes with the doctor.

I jump out of my chair as the doctor quickly leads the way to her room.

When he opens the door, my eyes are met with a small body swimming in blankets and tubes curled up on a bed.

I slowly approach her, careful not to wake her sleeping form. The others not far behind me, whispering among themselves. I turn a tell them to be quite before slipping into the chair beside her bed.

I gently push a thick streak of brown hair away from her forehead. I can hear her soft breathes. In and out.

Carefully, I lace my fingers with hers, and lift her hand to my lips, planting a soft kiss on her olive skin.

Not soon after I place her hand down, her eyes slowly flutter open, surprised to not be in the woods I assume.

"Oh Katniss!" I hear Annie sob as she runs over to the bedside.

"Now sweetie, I know you dont remember us, but we're your best friends" Annie says with a smile and gestures to the four of us.

Fin a Jo nod with a smile.

Kat just lays there with wide eyes. She slowly looks down at our locked fingers. I can tell shes uncomfortable. Unhappily, I pull my hand away, sadness creeping up inside me.

She slowly looks at all of us one at a time.

"How are you feeling?" I finally blurt out.

"How do you think" she mutters under her breath.

A blanket of silence covers the room.

Finally, Jo breaks the silence "I brought you your favorite.." she says and hands Katniss a mug of what looks like hot chocolate.

"What is it?" Katniss asks before hesitantly taking the mug.

"Hot chocolate!" Annie sings.

"Never tried it" she says quietly before smelling the warm liquid.

"Trust me, you have. I use to take you out for it" Jo smiles.

"My parents never had enough money for anything like this" she whispers. I can see the tears pricking the corners of her eyes.

"Y-you dont have to drink it.. I just thought you would like.. something sweet."

I give a slight nod before placing the warm beverage beside me.

"Thank you.. I just.. dont have the stomach for it right now.." I stumble out awkwardly. She gives a nod of understanding.

"And.. you are?" I ask the three people who said were my best friends.

"Oh how silly of us!" The red head girl chims in. I cant imagine why I would be friends with her.. shes just too perky.

"My name is Annie," she says and puts a hand on her chest, "- thats Johanna-" Annie says and points her finger to the girl who brought me hot chocolate, "- thats Finnick, but most call him Fin" she smiles and points to the boy, "- and thats Peeta, but im assuming he told you that already".

I slowly give a nod and scan them slowly.

Time passes, I pretend im listening to their stories, and how much they missed me and worried, but my entire self being is focused on one thing.

My entire Family is dead.

Not your mother Katniss.

The voice inside my head has a point. Shes not dead... just changed. People change, right?

Im shaken back to reality when the click of the door startles me.

"Jo, Annie and Fin went to grab coffee" Peeta says. I can hear the saddens threaded into his voice.

I give a nod before turning my head back towards the wall.

"Katniss... you.. you said you wouldn't do this.. you promised you wouldn't block the world out.. like your mother"

I snap my head back to his blue eyes.

"Well maybe my mother's response was appropriate. Ever thought of that!?" I yell, frustration swimming through my blood causing it to boil over.

"Katniss.. Trust me, if you could remember what she did, you wouldn't be saying that" he says calmly.

The tears start to form in my eyes, causing my vision to blur over.

The door clicks open, im not sure who walks in, but unless its my family, I couldn't care less. For obvious reasons, its not.

"Well you try waking up is some different world, having someone tell you that your entire family is Dead!" I yell.

"You try having someone tell you that you have a boyfriend, or that you love hot chocolate, or that you have 3 best friends!" My tears spill over and turn to sobs.

"You try waking up.. and finding out you lost everything, yet gained so much, but cant remember a damn thing. Then see how well you would react". I say sadly between sobs.

I look up to see a shocked Annie Fin and Jo, and a teary eyed Peeta.

I roll over on my side so my back is facing them and let silent tears soak my pillow.

"Katniss..." I hear Peeta whisper and lay a strong hand on my back.

I let myself have a good cry. I let myself feel sorry for myself.

I let myself become one of the people I once called weak.