Ch.31

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Peeta's Pov

"She is okay. Just a mild concussion and a few bruises."

"Thank goodness." Finnick and I say in unison.

"You can go and see her if you would like. She isn't awake yet though." The doctor tells us.

We walk to her room. Once we get to her door I hesitate to open it.

"Come on. Go in there. Nothing is going to change the love that she has for you." Finnick tells me.

I nod. We walk inside. There she is. My beautiful Katniss. She lays on the uncomfortable hospital bed with wires and tubes hooked into or onto her.

I did this. I caused her to be in this horrifying place. I am a monster. I am a mutt.

I start to cry. I cry because of what I have become. I am terrible. I can't even keep her safe.

"Peeta, why are you crying?" Katniss's angelic voice says. She must have awoken.

"Because I did this to you. Because I am a mutt." I reply.

"No you are not. You are the sweetest person I know. I love you Peeta and nothing will ever change that." She says.

"I love you too." I say.

I walk over and sit in the uncomfortable chair that is next to her bed. She reaches out her hand and I grab it.

Finnick comes back in. "hey I just signed the discharge papers for you guys. She can go home now." he tells us.

We get her out of her bed and walk out of the hospital. The walk home is silent. It looks like nobody is at our house anymore. They probably all went home.

Katniss and I walk into the house and sit on the couch.

"I'm really sorry Katniss." I say sincerely.

"It's not your fault Peeta. You didn't do this to your self." She says lifting her head off of my chest.

"I'm not safe for you though. You should just stay away from me." I say.

"Why would I stay away from the person that I love most?" She asks.

"Because I'm not safe for you."

"I don't care Peeta. I love you." she says.

She leans up and presses her lips to mine. They move in perfect sync. Like they were made for each other.

Sadly, I pull away because we need to breathe. Right when we both catch our breath, our lips crash back into each other's. She runs her fingers through my hair.

I move down to her neck. I start to kiss is vigorously. She moans in satisfaction.

She straddles me. I pick her up and we walk up the stairs. We walk into our bedroom.

She then puts her feet back on the ground. I push her up against the wall. She pushes us back and onto the bed. She starts to pull at the hem of my shirt.

"Wait... Katniss... Kat... We need.. to... stop.." I say in between kisses.

She rolls off of me.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean for it to go that far." she says.

"No it's fine. I enjoyed it but if we kept going then there could be some problems." I say.

"You're right. Thank you for stopping it." she says thankfully.

"I'm going to go take a shower." I say standing up.

"Okay." she says.

I take a quick shower and then she goes into the bathroom.

When she goes in there, I start to think. I start to think about my future with Katniss. Will we have kids? If so, how would us being their parents effect them?

Soon enough Katniss comes out of the bathroom.

"Katniss." I say.

"Mhm." She mumbles.

"How do you feel about having kids?" I ask her.

"When do you mean?" She asks.

"Like a little while after we are married. Only if you want them." I say.

"Well I don't really love the idea of having kids because I feel as if I lose everyone I have ever loved." she says.

"Okay. It was just a question." I say.

She curls up next to me and we fall asleep.

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