Two worlds (Everlark)

Chapter 44: Going home

Chapter 44

Katniss P.O.V.

Today both Ella and I can leave the hospital. I feel good but I still feel really scared.

I told mom and Plutarch that they didn't have to come here when I leave. They both have jobs so I told them that I can manage with only Peeta here when I leave.

The rest of the group are waiting for me to come home at the house, besides Annie and Finnick. And Peeta of course.

I am currently changing from the hospital clothes to the clothes Peeta brought me from the house. When he gave me the clothes at first I was very surprised. I thought he would match my clothes awfully. But he brought me one of my fluttery summer dresses and a pair of flip flops. He told he brought it so he wouldn't have to match bottoms with tops and let me leave the hospital looking like a clown. I laughed very genuinely when he told me that, for the first time in a very long time.

I pull the dress over my head as Peeta packs a bag with my stuff. I slip my feet into the flip flops and straighten my hair.

I look myself into the mirror they have here, enough for me to see my face. My face is still sunken in, and you can clearly see my cheek bones, but I'm starting to gain weight and that's good. I really didn't get enough food. They were starving me slowly in that place. They really wanted me to suffer.

I close my eyes and swallow hard. I feel panic rise inside of me every time I think of that awful place.

I feel a hand on my shoulder and jerk away, terrified for a moment before I realize it's my Peeta.

He looks at me with a worried face.

"Are you okay?" He asks.

"Yeah", I mumble. "I just... I look hideous".

"No! Absolutely not", Peeta says. "No matter what you look gorgeous".

That's my Peeta. Always too kind. But I know for a fact that this is not true, because I do look hideous right now. Sunken cheeks, bags under my eyes, dry lips, tired eyes. I mean I do look better than when I first came here, because let's face it, I was almost dead when I was brought in here, and now I can walk, with a limp but still. They took away the stitches from my thighs yesterday, so now I have three scars on my thighs. Right now I have patches over though because they need to heal properly.

But Peeta is too kind to tell me other than that I look gorgeous, because he's such a sweet person, and I love him for being such a kind person.

"No I don't, but I love you for being so kind", I say and kiss his cheek.

"You are gorgeous", Peeta protests.

I just look away, shaking my head. I don't believe him. He's just trying to make me feel better. I put the hospital clothes on the bed.

"Adam and Ali is waiting for you at home", Peeta says in an attempt to make me feel better.

I smile. Peeta told me about Adam and that he has been really depressed. I've never seen a depressed child before, and Peeta said it was awful to witness. The most heartbreaking thing you can ever see.

I'm longing to meet Adam and Ali, to hug little Adam. I love those twins, I really do love them so much.

"I miss them", I say.

Peeta smiles and walks up to me.

"And they miss you", he says. "Especially Adam. When I told him that you're coming home he was so happy he started to cry, and that's the first emotion I've seen in his face since you disappeared". It feels like someone ripped my heart open. Poor Adam. "You two have a real special bond, I've never seen anything like it before".