Peeta's POV.
After a while Katniss asks me a question that I really don't want to answer. "Why did you really leave your family?"
I just look at her, my lips pressed together. It's over, I can't avoid the subject anymore. It actually seems fair, she confessed to me that she ran off jail.
I open my mouth but nothing comes out, it goes dry. Katniss doesn't insist, but a hurt expression appears in her flawless face.
"I wish you'd tell me this stuff, Peeta." she mumbles. after that she stands up and storms out.
"Katniss, please." I stand up and follow her. She ia way faster than me and has already locked herself in the bedroom.
I knock on the door. Obviously she doesn't answer and I know better than to keep knocking, she just wants a few time for herself. I sight.
"Katniss, I'm sorry, please open the door." I say, as calmly as I can. Katniss and I barely never fight. Sometimes it happens, mostly due to her stubborn personality, but this time it's my fault. I really feel guilty, apparently I do have a great way of ruining everything.
I stand by the door, waiting for her to open.
After a while she eventually unlocks the door.
I take a deep breath and come in. Sje is in the balcony, staring at the sea. The wind hitting her face, while her eyes trace the horizon line. I really am lucky in having her, still I'm not being completely honest with her. I guess it's time.
I go near her and sneak my arm around her waist, kissing her temple.
"My mom hates me." I say.
Katniss looks up at me questioningly.
"What?" She asks.
"She used to beat me. One day I couldn't take it anymore and left." I say, trying to look strong and careless.
Katniss frowns.
"I packed everything I could and left the house. I didn't even say goodbye to anyone, not even my dad." I say looking down. I stil feel guilty about not saying goodbye to him, he trully cared about me, he defended me, when he was not to busy working.
"I'm sorry, Peeta." Katniss says.
"No, I'm sorry for not telling you before. I should ave told you everything." I say quietly. I don't want her to think I'm weak, so I keep a neutral face.
"It's not your fault" Katniss says, throwing her arms around my neck.
"Could you just make me a favour?" She whispers in my ear. "could you be weak for once, and let me comfort you?" I smile at this.
"Yes, please."
She places her hand in my cheek and looks me straight one the eyes.
"Thank you." She says.
I lean in and she does to. Our lips lock in a loving kiss. I pull away and rest my forehead in her own.
"I'm so lucky to have you." I say
Katniss smiles.
"I'm so happy you stopped your car to give le a ride that morning. For once, destiny did something good."
"Right." I say smiling.
And I agree with her. Finaly, after all this time destiny does something good. And now I know exactly what to do.
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On the run
Fanfiction(Everlark) Katniss Everdeen is a normal 19 years old, that is, until she is accused of a murderer she didn't commit. She is able to escape jail and soon is on the run. What happens when Katniss has trust a certain blond haired boy? All rights belon...