I can feel Max's palm in mine, and smile.

"Max?" I say, a bit shaky.

"Rosie?" He says excitedly.

"You sound like a little boy on Christmas." I laugh, but cough instead.

"Take it easy."

"What happened?"

"You had a seizure, Jonny says it is one of the first signs of death, when it comes to bites like yours."

"Great." I roll my eyes and fall back remembering my plan.

"You alright?"

"Better than before."

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah why?"

"Well Jonny says-"

"You know what? Enough of what Jonny says, if I die, I die. Now can we please just be normal for once?" Did I just say that? "Oh Genyss, why do people always act like this, when they are in the presence of royalty." Now I know I just said that, I look at Max, giving him the evil eye, "You gave me morphine!" I shout, ignoring Genyss' horrified expression.

"Jonny said it would help." Whoop, there it is.

"I told you, enough of doing what Jonny says. The other part wasn't true, but that part was!" I shout again.

"Bring your voice down, he can hear you." He says.

"I told you enough of doing what Jonny says, The other part wasn't true, but that part was!" I whisper it this time, smirking.

"What has gotten into you?" He asks raising his tone.

"Just a little morphine that's all."

"I don't get why you are mad about this!"

I don't answer.

I can't answer.

It'd blow my cover, and not even morphine can get that out.

"I am mad, because I am hoping it will be easier to say goodbye if I want to strangle you!" Is what I want to say, but instead I say, "I don't know either. I am sorry."

"Good." He replies putting his hand on my shoulder.

"When are you guys planning on doing it?" I ask.

Max goes quiet.

"Tonight. After you are asleep." He says.

"Then I won't sleep." I say sternly.

He begins to says something, but I "sh" him, and stand up, walking away.

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"Jonny." I say repeatedly to annoy my mute friend.

He stays silent till I threaten him.

"I will scream unless you talk to me." He looks at me for a minute in disbelief.

I take a gulp of air and let out the loudest and most blood curdling scream I can possibly make. Then I do it again five times before he finally talks.

"Shut the hell up!" He shouts at me.

"There's Jonny!" I say pinching his cheeks.

He smiles mockingly.

"Meh!" I say, walking away, "You are no fun. To serious!" I blink and turn around, "I'm back. You should not have given me morphine." I shake my head as if I could kill the morphine cells in my brain. Does morphine have cells?

"What do you want?" Jonny directs his attention to a small nut in his hand, plopping it in his mouth.

"I want to be serious." Jonny looks up, "There has gotta be someway to get us out of this alive, other than killing you two off." I whisper this in to Jonny's ear, so the cameras don't pick it up.

Jonny thinks for a moment, then shakes his head, and goes back to his mute self.

I walk away, in the direction of the forest.

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The Mockingjays mimic the song I sing, as my ankle throbs. I added words to Max's lullaby, and since the tune is stuck in my head, I naturally began to sing and the mockingjays thought it would be fun to sing along.

Come in, come in my father dear

And spend this hour with me

For I have a meal, a very fine meal

And I fixed it up for thee, thee

I fixed it up for thee

No, I ain't commin' in, I ain't commin' in

To spend this hour with thee

For I have to go down in the mines

I return this night to thee, thee

I return this night to thee

Did she got up her arrow and her bow

Her arrow and her string

And she went down to the forest deep

And sweetly she did sing, sing

And sweetly she did sing

Up spoke, up spoke a mockingjay

From a willow tree

You had a father in the mines

Who's gone this day from thee, thee

Who's gone this day from thee

Woe be woe be mockingjay

Woe be woe be to thee

I'll send an arrow through your heart

For to bring such news to me, me

For to bring such news to me

Up spoke, up spoke that mockingjay

Don't waste your time with me

Go home and mind that pretty little girl

Her father no more to see, see

Her father no more to see

She went home to her house that night

That house so cold and mean

And she held her sister close to her side

And never more did sing, sing

And never more did sing

Why do we always sing the song that is stuck in our brains? Why can't we just sing it in our brains? Huh? What was that? Oh yeah sorry I can't hear you because I am busy singing a song at the top of my lungs, scaring away every animal in this damn forest I could use as game!

"I knew you'd be out here." Max shouts from behind me, sending my arrow boomeranging of one of the trees, instead of into the mockingjays heart, as it flies off the branch and high into the sky.

"You know you are an idiot right? Because you just scared of our meal." I say to Max.

"I figured that out after I did it." He laughs.

"This isn't funny."

"Yeah it is."

"How would you like it if I laughed every time you missed the toilet when you take a piss."

"It isn't that hard to pee in a toilet. You just aim."

"Yeah, but what if I scared you mid flow and you missed? Than I began cracking up as you give yourself a shower of urine."

"Okay, okay, I get the point." I smirk wincing as the slight throb in my ankle sends a sharp pain up my leg, "You should be resting Rosie."

"Says the boy who is gonna kill himself after I fall asleep." I say calmly, "I am fine, alright? I am just perfect. I could run a marathon and feeling just so good. " I shout at Max turning around to see him, but mid turn, my head spins and I teeter side to side. Max swoops in picking me up.

"Says the girl who can't even turn around without falling over." He begins walking, and don't get me wrong, I want to protest, but I already know what he would say, "It is funnier when you refuse." and then he would throw his head back, laugh, and hold me tighter. He did the same thing in fourth grade when I broke my leg. He walked me all the way from the playground at school to my house, keep in mind our school is twenty miles from the victor section of twelve.

So Max walks and I keep quiet, keeping myself busy by playing I Spy, with myself, in my mind...

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Night fall comes quick and no matter how hard they try, with their lullaby's, pine needle tea, and comfy body bed, yes they made themselves into a bed, for me, I still refuse to let slumber take over.

"Fine we won't do it tonight!" Jonny finally remarks, "I can't take this anymore!"

"You think someone would be disappointed to end their own lives." I say sarcastically, "But sorry... I won't be sleeping." I play with the small razor under my tongue. It is just long enough to reach my heart, if that is how I decide to go, and it is sharp enough to slit wither my wrist or neck.

"Come on Rose... You have got to be getting sleepy?" Jonny says.

"Don't call me that or I will be the one to kill you!" Than I think of it.

The best way to stop them is to surprise then.

"Fine." I say.

"What?" The boys ask.

"Fine... I will sleep." They tilt their heads like dogs.

I close my eyes and count out five minutes in my head, then begin breathing heavily, as if I were asleep.

"Is she out?" I hear Jonny ask.

"Yes." I can hear the sorrow in Max's voice.

"You ready."

"No."

"Max, it is the only way for her to live."

"I know. But I just..."

"Max."

It goes silent for a few moments. All to be heard is the crickets and the sharp intake of breath coming from my mouth, an intake of fear.

I feel a pair of lips kiss my forehead.

"I'll make it go away." I hear Max whisper, "I love you Rosie."

I wait for footsteps, and open my eyes.

Both of them are out of the shelter, so I take the razor out of my mouth, and hold it tightly in my palm.

I stand up and walk outside calmly. I keep my feet distant from each other, trying to make myself look bigger and braver then I actually am.

"Rosie?" Jonny points in my direction.

I keep walking towards them.

I finger the mockingjay pin on my shoulder, finding comfort in it's ripples and curves.

"I love you too Max." I say a single tear falling from my eyes, "Goodbye."

I take the razor and drive it into my chest. The pain is instant, the blood staining my shirt, but I don't cry, staying as strong as I can.

Max runs towards me as I fall to the ground, my head banging hard on a rock.

My vision goes black for a moment, and when I can see again, it seems everything is moving in slow motion.

"Rosie! Rosie! You can't do this to me! I can't live without you." Max shouts through sobs.

I smile, looking as a tear rolls down his face.

I cough.

"You will live." I joke.

"You had the nerve to call me an idiot? You are the one who just took your own life when I was giving you a chance to live!" I laugh, coughing uncontrollably.

"Jonny?" Jonny peaks his head over Max's, and that is when I see it. The sky is exploding, literally, "Really?" I get out, "Now whose work is that?" Than it comes to me, "Rebels!" I say inhaling sharply afterward from the pain.

The boys look up.

"Rosie, you have got to stay with me, help is coming." Max says.

I smile faintly. My vision blurs.

I try and focus on Max's face.

I see his expression change as he lifts me up and grabs onto a rope ladder of sorts.

I can hear the engine of a hovercraft above.

I can taste the blood that bubbles up from my stomach. Sweet but bitter.

A drop of blood falls down my face. I reach a hand up to my head, it comes back painted in blood.

My head spins and my stomach churns.

I can't feel anything from the shoulders down, and my head stings.

Max makes it to the hovercraft. The people around me are blurs. They try to put me on a gurney, but Max refuses to let me go, so they pry me out of his arms and place me on white sheets.

I hear a scream, and then another, and then I feel the tears come racing down my cheeks. I realize the screaming is coming from my mouth. I feel a hand touch mine and I hear Max's voice telling me something I can't make out.

"Max!" I say confused.

My head starts spinning faster and the tears blur my vision.

"Max, I'm scared." I say as I begin to shiver, the pain growing in my head and chest.

"I know. Just focus on my voice." I do as I'm told.

"I am not ready to die, Max." I say through sobs.

I hear a sharp intake of breath.

"Just think happy thoughts." he says.

Then Max is pulled away and I panic.

"I love you!" I hear this in the distance.

"I love you too." I try and get the words out, but I don't have the strength.

I follow his instructions, and think happy thoughts.

I think of my mom, and her brushing through her long wavy hair. I think of my father, smacking his hands together, flour flying everywhere. I think of Darius, his blond curls dancing around his face. I think of Molly, her red hair falling in her face, as she reads a book. I think of Finny teaching me how to swim. I think of Jonny, his smile. He definitely has one of the best smiles in this world. I think of Max and how grateful I am to have felt love in it's most dangerous state. And last of all, I think of Stella, her blue eyes, piercing and alive. Fearless, and beautifully imperfect, danger in every slight breath she took.

Things go black, the image of Stella stuck in my brain.

End of Part II