Catching Fire: You and Me

Chapter 21:

"Cat, are you tired?" Peeta asks at what i assume is around 1am.

"no..." i say keeping my eyes wide open.

"you should get some rest." he says tucking a strand of hair behind my ear. 

"no i'm fine." i say fighting the fatigue.

"Cat, this is a game we're playing! you need to r-" i cut him off with my lips, grabbing his face and kissing it all over.

"i love you." i whisper when im done.

"i love you too." he breathes, leaning in again, wrapping his arms around my waist. 

finally i give in and lay down on the cold ground.

"goodnight, my queen." Peeta whispers softly in my ear as my eyes drift closed. 

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when i wake up i feel a drop of filthy water hit my forehead.

oh great rain.

but when i look up i see no rain, but hard rock.

we're in a cave.

 oh does this bring back memories or what.

"Peeta?" i ask, feeling around for him.

"oh good you're awake." he says hugging me and replacing my bandage. "i can explain." he says when i start looking around suspiciously.

"i'm listening." i say weakly, still half asleep.

"we're on our own. i left in the middle of the night. i thought we were better off getting throught this alone." he says. 

"okay." i say rolling over to face him. 

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by the end of the morning the sun is blaring in my eyes. 

but i still find myself staring at it. 

"Peeta. do you think its real? the sun i mean."

"i think so, maybe just enhanced alittle but still the same." he says.

"thats good." i say smiling to myself. 

my sun.

France's sun.

Panem's sun.

the world's sun...

beating down into my eyes while i sit here wondering whos fault my death will be.

i know its ineviatable now.

i'm not going to live, i've known that since the day they announced the quell.

Peeta is coming out alive, and i'm not.

so for now i choose to savor my time while it lasts.

rolling over, i see that Peeta has fallen asleep finally.

i brush the hair out of his eyes and kiss his forehead, before snuggling into him, and closing my eyes.

this is nice.

well... as nice as it can be with the situation at hand.

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i am woken up by Peeta's lips and my head is throbbing.

i pulll my hand away and its covered in blood.