Chapter 14

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I open my eyes.
I'm lying on a metal table, wearing what seems like a hospital gown. I sit myself up and look around the room. No one is around, so I decide to take a small walk around.
I hop off the table, my bare feet meeting the cold tile. My memories are still fuzzy, but from what Haymitch tells me I think I can make out the details. I want to see Peeta so badly, but I know I can't. I have to hide from him, he's not ready to know the truth.
What he knows will have to be enough, at least for now.
I can't handle seeing him, I know that. It's like a drug. I want him, desperately, but it may end up killing me. Or him.
I just hope I can control myself.
For his sake.
For mine.

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