About fifteen minutes later, the puking finally stops. I go over to the sink and brush my teeth. I've always hated the taste that lingers in my mouth after I throw up. When I am done, I walk out into the living room. I walk over to Peeta who was sitting on the couch and I sit next to him. He looks at me with a concerned look on his face.
"How are you feeling?" He asks. His voice sounded a little worried.
I shrug. "I feel alright. Now at least." I scoot closer to him and lean against him.
He wraps his arm around me. "Do you think you need to see a doctor?"
I shake my head. "I don't think so. It was probably just a bug." I've never liked doctors. Ever since Prim died, I've hated them even more. Just because Prim was going to be a doctor so now they remind me of her. I sigh.
"Okay. Just let me know if you start to not feel well again." He says.
I sit up and nod. "Peeta, I wanna go to bed."
He nods. "I'll come with you." I get up and walk up to our bedroom. I change into my pajamas and lay down next to Peeta.
"Good night, Peeta." I mutter as my eyes flutter shut.
"Good night, Katniss." He whispers and kisses my forehead.
I drift off into a deep slumber.
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I know. Short update. I'm sorry. I have a bad writers block right now and I didn't know what to write. Chapter 3 will be available soon. It'll get better soon.
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Babyjay
FanfictionIt's five years after the rebellion. Katniss and Peeta quickly grew together after hypnosis was able to restore Peeta's memories however, that never stopped the hijacking episodes. Katniss is now twenty two years old and is dating and living togethe...
