now or never ~ future everlark

4-Awakening

I was cold, I felt the breeze flow up past my tailbone, along my spine and through to my neck, it tingled and I shivered. That shiver woke me up. I lifted my head quicker than I probably should of because I got a sudden rush of uncomfort. I didn't recognize the room.. where was I?
'PEETA!'
'PEETA'
'PEETA WHERE ARE YOU?'
'PEETA MELLARK'

suddenly as my brain slowly awoke I realized that haymitch stood before me, his head in his hands, fingers over his ears.
'jeez sweetheart, you've got lungs on you'
I felt bad, I could see that I had awoken a tired haymitch. But that's not what my mind had time to think about
'Peeta? Where's peeta?'
No answer. I got up and attempted to run over to the exhausted middle-aged man sat on a small wooden chair in front of me.
I shook his shoulders so much they could've popped out of place.

'Katniss! What in heavens name are you doing?'
'This dummy won't tell me where peeta is! I need to know where peeta is!'
I turned back to haymitch to see I had made him physically sick, over Effie's table... Effie's mahogany table.

Effie's eyebrows furrowed with anger, something quite unusual for Effie. I could hear her high pitched capitol accent gasping out words but she was inaudible, I needed to find peeta. To make sure he was okay.

She sent me upstairs to get cleaned up so she could 'talk' to me, my brain flooded with thoughts. Was peeta dead? Injured? Had he left me? I hadnt been to specific with my feelings recently, what if I'd scared him off...

I put on whatever I could find in Effie's wardrobe that was not sparkly or rainbow or to extravagant. Wait. Effie's wardrobe. Haymitchs house. District 12. How was Effie at 12? She said she was returning to the capitol for the rest of her life. There was definitely something between the two.

I pulled on a simple purple t-shirt and some black semi sparkled leggings. I hated it so much, I looked like Effie, mixed with a fitness coach. I walked down the stairs, they where the same shape as mine and peetas but they where covered in smashed glass and what appeared to be vomit. The paint was chipped and the wood worn and creaky. I fastened up the same beautiful brown leather boots as thoughts of peeta cascaded around my brain.

'Katniss, darling, come come!'
I walked over to Effie, trying not to roll my eyes at her dog like treatment.
She explained peeta would be out in 11 for the majority of the day. He was planning a romantic night for us that was set in the meadow. He would show plans he drew up with haymitch about a house in the meadow. He would proffess his love for me and then....
'SHUT UP EFFIE!'
She pursed her lips. Realizing what she had just done.
'Anyways, no rest for the wicked!' She said as she trotted off in her sparkly gold heels, picking up pieces of glass, or more like getting her strange robot Hoover things to.

I set off for the door, with a beautiful smile over my face, not painted, but real..