Prompt for ꜰɪʀᴇ ɪꜱ ᴄᴀᴛᴄʜɪɴɢ
Prompt: It's not your fault
It had been a year since both Coin and Snow died. A year since Katniss told Gale goodbye, He had taken his leave, taking himself out of the scenario with Katniss and Peeta. He didn’t want her to have to pick. Granted, Gale had a feeling he knew who she would pick, and it wouldn’t have been him. A year since he left his best friend, the one he had become good friends with since the death of their fathers. They had grown close and became the greatest of friends. Eventually, Gale realized he loved Katniss, knowing she was confused about her own feelings and figured she would figure it out on her own.
But then the bombing happened, which took the life of many children, including Primerose. He handmade that bomb but he wasn’t part of the plan to release the bombs on the Capital children. He knew the moment that he had lost Katniss.She knew the bombs were his design. She wouldn’t forgive him. He knew that. So when she said goodbye, he knew he couldn’t go back to District 12. So he went to District 2 to work for the military. He had been there for a year now.
Gale sighed as he left his home to head to work. Another day of training for Gale. He hated it most days, the never ending drills. Granted he preferred to be with Beete working on weapons instead of training. He knew he needed to train, but didn’t mean he liked it.
He walked along the street, not really taking in the sight of the District any more, so he had missed her until she said “It wasn’t your fault” His head snapped up, scanning the area, eyes landing on Katniss. Some one he didn’t think he’d see so soon. It had only been a year after all. “It took me a while to realize it” She said softly.
Gale blinked. Was he imagining that Katniss was in District 2? He continued to blink, finally determining that she was real. He knew what she was talking about. The fateful day that took Primrose. “I didn’t know Coin was going to call for that to happen” That sentence seemed to be ingrained into Gale’s mind, he had said it over and over since that day. “If I knew…” The sadness, hurt, was clear across his face.
“I… I know,” she said. Katniss knew Gale better than anyone. He loved Primrose like his own little sister. He wouldn’t want her in harm's way. He knew why she volunteered for the games. He was there for her for both games Katniss was in. He made sure that she didn’t starve when Katniss couldn’t provide. He also grieved for her when she died.
“I’m sorry” Gale breathed out, his voice cracking as he said it. And he meant it. He had felt guilty ever since it happened. He couldn’t get the scene out of his head. It was also part of his nightmares. But Katniss knew he meant it. She had been his best friend for so long. He didn’t say sorry just to anyone without meaning it.