KATNISS POV
I hear a high pitched scream and am awake. I realize it was me who was the one screaming. But why? Why was I, of all people, screaming? I heard another scream. It must bePeeta. I know it is. I turn to see a laughing Annabell with two buckets in her hands. I turn the other way to findPeetadrenched and crack a laugh at him. I am laughing so hard that I fall back onto my bed and, to my shock, it's all wet. My fingers fumble, and find their way to my hair. Soaked. But why? It took me this long to realize it? That Annabell did the bucket to both of us. Peeta'son his feet. He looks like avolcanoby how red he's gotten. I think he might explode. I'm on my feet. Walking over toPeeta, just about to calm him down, when he lunges towards me and pushes me down onto the bed. That really hurt! He hit me in the chest. The wind was knocked out of me. Oh, how I wished I was his size so I could take a swing at him, but I was only 5'1 and he was 6'4 so I knew the odds would not be in my favor. He darts at Annabell. He takes a swing. Annabell ducks just in time. Peetabreaks down into tears. I shoo Annabell out of the room.
Once Annabell is out, I walk over toPeetaand kiss this one scar he has on his forehead, from burning bread. Their! That made him smile! He just pulls me in closer and closer until we are at eye level. He just stares at me, nose almost touching. After I have had enough staring I pull away,Peetadoesn't seem too happy about this. Peetas' mouth comes open, like he's ready to speak. I cut him off.
"You monster!" I yell. Peetais taken aback by this.
"I love Annabell to death! I am pissed that she dumped water on me!That'swhy I swung at her!"
"I know you love her, but that doesn't give you a right to swing at her! Does it?"
"I am her father! I can do what I want!"
"Do you feel sorry?" I say, my voice getting quieter and quieter until it was a hush.
"I.... I.... I" Peeta goes and runs out of our room.
To where he runs is amystery, but I need to find him. I sprint after him. Not sure where he went. I find the front door right open. I take a step outside and search the land with my eyes, no sign ofPeeta. I then try and put myself intoPeetas' shoes. I think 'If I werePeetawhere would I be?' Like a snap of a finger I know exactly wherePeetais.
Peeta is in one of the houses in Victors Vilage. I can almost sense that he's in house 8 but, I decide to go see Haymitch. Even if over the years he's fallen to drinking, he still knows best when it comes to 'Hunger Games' type of stuff. Instead of knocking on his door, I just open up his window and climb right in, just like I did when I was a mere teenager.
Of course, why didn't I expect to see a drunk Haymitch with a knife in hand sleeping on the kitchen table? I barely whisper his name. No answer. I yell his name. No answer. I have to resort to the bucket.
"Ahhhh!" A drunk Haymitch yells, slashing his knife in every which way. He gives me a dirty look, when he realizes it was just me.
I then ask him “Are you drunk, like always?” this time, said with a hint of sass
In reply I get another dirty look and I get a stupid response “I don’t know”
“Fine, then let’s test and see. Are you ready?”
“I don’t know”
“Who am I?”
“I don’t know”
I could tell that he was genuinely trying, so I decided to mess with him.
“Hey Haymitch, come over here and walk in a straight line. Ok?”
"Ok?"
I show him a line on the floor, that I just drew with a marker, and tell him to walk on it. He fails. I laugh out loud and start making fun of him. I am thankful though, the Capitol has sent Haymitch some injections that will make him less drunk. I run upstairs and grab the shot out of the medicine cabinet,which is in his bathroom. I sprint back down the stairs and tell him this might hurt a little bit. He doesn't even seem to care, until I inject the fluid. I personally know that this is a regular hair thin needle but, the vial is like a thick gel that is very hard to inject so, I know that it must be painful after I see Haymitch wince. The vial is empty now, so, I pull the needle out.
"What was that for?" Haymitch yells, with a dirty look.
"You were drunk and weneed to talk!"
"Well, this must be important! After all you woke me up and took my drinking away!"
"Yes this was worth making younotdrunk!"
"On with it! I'm gonna grab another bottle if you don't hurry!"
"I... um... well..." I'm speechless.
"Ugh! Did you just put the puzzle pieces together, sweetheart? Thatyour going into the arena again. And i'm gonna be your drunk mentor? And your'e here to ask me... what?"
Ouch that stung. I think even Haymitch realizes this.
"I didn't mean to be mean, sweetheart. I was just trying to..." Haymitch pauses mid sentence because we both heard a loud gun fire from some where in 'Victors Village'. I don't even hesitate before I head out to see what's wrong.
I can hear my heart beating out of my chest as the ear piercing, heart wrenching scream rings in my ears. I’d know that scream from anywhere. Their is only one voice that is capable of makeing that deep scream.
“Peeta!” I yell at the top of my lungs.
"Katniss!"
"Where are you, Peeta?"
"Over here! Hurry!"
Peetas' voice comes from house 3. My house.
"I'm coming Peeta!"
"Katniss, no matter what, remember that I will always love..."
Peetas' words were cut off by another round of gunfire. He screams. As I try to locate Peeta, their are infinate amounts of questions running through my head like, Where is he? What has happened? Is he dead? and so much more.
I reach my house. Step inside. Look ten yards infront of me and, There! Their is a blood died Peeta standing infront of me with two PeaceKeepers beside him. I don't hesitate before I run to Peeta. The PeaceKeepers make a X with their guns infront of Peeta.
"Run! Katniss run! Before he can get you!"
I am not doing what he says. Why would I run when their is a bloody Peeta directly infront of me? I get a wiff of blood and roses. I know why he wants me to run. I know I should run. I just can't get my feet to move away from my beloved lover.
"Run now! Katniss you don't have much time!"
His intensity tells me their is something horriable wrong. I use all the energy i've got to turn on my heels and run out the door, but instead, I run strait into a white tuxedo. I follow the tuxedo all the way up to his face and there he is. I almost faint. I am staring into the unmistakinly eyes of a snake. This is president Snow.
"Snow" I growl under my breath.
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SORRY!!! This was a very short chapter :( and im late :( but hey, I will update weekly (on every Sunday or Monday) and i (might) update more often! I just wanted to let you guys know that, I am only 12. I am very young i know :( but u guys seem to like my writing :) BYE!!! :D
