We Win The Games

I can just make out Cato with my good ear, so Peeta lets me take the arrow from his tourniquet, since that's my last.  I shoot Cato and almost imediatley, the cannon goes off.  But nothing happens.  "Hey! What's going on!" I shout to the people, knowing that all of the cameras are on me.  Peeta reccommends that we move away, so we go back to the lake.  Then Claudius Templesmith is on the speaker.  "Greetings final contestants of the Seventy-fourth Hunger Games.  The earlier revision has been revoked.  Closer examination of the rule book has disclosed that only one winner may be allowed.  Good luck and may the odds ever be in your favor."  Suddenly, Peeta and I realize what he means.  Only one of us can win.
At first I get defensive-assuming he's going to kill me- but instead, we argue for a long time about who kills who.  I would rather die, because even though I have things to go back for, I could never really live again without that boy in my life.  But he refuses, of course.  Part ot the love game.  And I could never kill him.  Then, I think of the berries.  They have to have a victor.  This could be our only shot.  We don't have to live without eachother. I give him a handful and get one for myself.  We stuff them in our mouths and I'm almost tempted to swallow, just to save his life, but then Claudius Templesmith speaks to us-"Stop!  Stop!  Ladies and gentlemen, I am pleased to present the victors of the Seventy-fourth Hunger Games, Katniss Everdeen and Peeta Mellark!  I give you-the tributes of District Twelve!"  And as they pull us up into the helicopter with our wounded bodies,  I keep wishing that they'd just blown me away and saved him instead.