I wake in the morning tucked under Peeta's firm grasp, but I am still unable to process thoughts. I am too afraid to move, and too immobile to eat. Peeta mumbles words to me when he wakes up, but I give him no response to converse with. Usually, Peeta would be worried that I am not speaking or moving, but he seems to know exactly what is happening.
I rub the sheet that rests below my fingers and just keep rubbing until I think I put a hole in it. Peeta brushes my hair behind my ears and softly kisses me on the forehead. Yet, I still have no response to this. I drift off into a nap after several hours of staring blankly.
No night terrors follow the nap, and when I wake up I am on the velvet couch and Peeta is sitting at the foot of it. "I just wanted to come downstairs and look at the snow through the window. I didn't want you to be alone so I carried you downstairs." Peeta explains. I just blink at him.
I spread out my arms and try and reposition myself. Peeta immediately realizes that I am struggling and props me up on a pillow. He retrieves a blanket for me from a closet in the house and he tucks it around me. I manage to smile. Peeta kisses me on the cheek and starts to make dinner.
For dinner, Peeta has prepared soup, tea, and cheese rolls. It may not seem like much but that might be more than I can even eat. Over the last few hours I have been able to regain some strength. I manage to put my back against the couch and sit. Peeta places a bowl of soup on my lap and the tea cup on the table in front of me. I taste the soup he has prepared and the flavor floods my mouth. I haven't tasted anything like it in a while.
After eating all the food that was prepared for me, I realize how sick I really am. Not just mentally though. Peeta's savory food has made my face turn from the pale white that it was, to some shade of green. My throat throbs and my head aches with pain. I manage to say, "Sleep." Peeta understands this statement and carries me up the stairs. I places me in my bed and lays next to me.
Peeta then wraps me in his firm grip and says, "I will stay with you always."
Hey guys! Sorry it's been a while, I've just been so wrapped up in school! And honestly, I have been watching Gossip Girl on Netflix. I love it! Anyways, I'm really sorry I haven't posted in like forever, and I know this chapter isn't the best, but I tried. I will try and make the story more interesting next chapter! And thank you guys so much for 900+ reads! AHHH it's crazy! Thank you guys so much for constantly reading my fanfiction even if it may stink. Thank You!
