Fight til the End

Chapter 20

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Chapter 20

Peeta's POV

Today Katniss and I have seen so many people. Cinna, Portia, Octavia, Flavius, Venia, Coin, Beetee, Greasy Sae, Prim and Katniss's mother. I hope that now we can spend time to ourselves. When we go back to our room the door is open slightly. I look to Katniss. "Stay out here." I whisper. She nods. I put my shoulder to the door and push it open. I find no one in the main area. I walk up to the bedroom door which is closed. I turn around back to Katniss to see her standing in the doorway, with a worried expression on her face. I turn my back to the door. I realise I should get something to arm myself with. I grab the nearest thing. It happens to be a piece of décor for the room. It's an irregular shaped glass sculpture. I put my back up to the door and hold the sculpture in front of my chest. I look at Katniss again and push the handle down. I slam my back hand onto the door so it opens. I see a woman with long blonde hair. She turns around to face me and I see the shaved patch on the other side of her head. She is wearing the same grey uniform as us.

"Who are you and what are you doing in here?" I ask her. She smiles sweetly at me. "I am Cressida. I am your film director for the propaganda videos you will be shooting tomorrow. Coin sent me to your room hoping to find you here. So a 13 leader opened the door and said I could look around. I moved here from the Capitol so I could be part of the rebellion. I didn't mean to cause any issues. Coin thought you would be fine with it. I didn't mean to intrude in anything." She finishes. "I didn't even know that Coin had sent you. Sorry for the rude intrusion. It's just we weren't expecting anyone here. Let me get Katniss."

I walk out of the bedroom and see Katniss still standing in the doorway. "It's okay Kat. You can come in now." I place the sculpture back onto the spot it was in. I see Katniss walk in and shut the door. Cressida comes walking out of the bedroom and inspects the room. My gut tells me that I shouldn't trust her but I will at least try, like how bad could a film director be. She looks over to Katniss and smiles at her. "Hello Katniss. I am Cressida. I will be your film director for the propaganda videos we will be shooting tomorrow. It is a very good pleasure to meet you." Cressida walks up to Katniss with her hand extended for a hand shake. Katniss and Cressida shake hands.

Cressida stays for half an hour asking us questions about the rebellion and the revolution. She explains that it was a pleasure to meet us and that she will be looking forward to spending more time with us in 2. She goes out still smiling. I shut the door and we sit down on the couch. "Well, she was very nice." Katniss explains. "She was." I say. She leans up against me and we become tired. From all of the excitement from the people and things we have seen today, it's not a surprise that we are tired. Katniss slowly drifts off. I figure Katniss needs the sleep more than I do. I slowly move out of the seat not waking her. I pick her up. My arm holding her legs and the other her back. She is now soundly asleep. I put her down in the bed and pull the covers over her. I kiss her fore head and head to the study and close the door behind me. I am in the mood to paint.

I get a canvas and refill my paint colours. I wash the brushes and take a seat in front of the blank canvas. An idea pops in my head. My brush drifts around the page. Within an hour of starting I have made the main picture clear. The background slowly works its way in. Another hour passes by, when I think I am done for today. I put the brush down and I get out of the seat to examine my picture from a distance. When I stand into place I hear a scream.

"Peeta!" Katniss screams. I pull the door open when I see her. She is sitting up in the bed. The bandage that was covering her wound had come off, and had started to bleed again. She has got her hands digging into the bed. Her face looks scared. She had another dream I assume. Her arms we covered with scratch marks. I race around to the side of the bed. I jump in and pull her into my arms. "Katniss, it was just dream you're going to be okay. It wasn't real. It was just a dream." I tell her. "Sshhh." I try to calm her. She's crying. Katniss places her head onto my shoulder. I run my hands down her back. My shirt becomes wet, either from the blood or the tears or both. She pulls away. Her face is covered with tears, the side of her face has blood dripping off of it. "Katniss, it's going to be okay." Her hand grazes past her eyes to wipe away the tears and then to the wound. She pulls her hand away to see her hand covered with blood. She shakes her head and puts her hand on the wound, her face screws up. "Katniss, come on let's get you cleaned up." I say. I pull her arm and we get off the bed. I lace my fingers into hers and I push the door open to the bathroom.

I stop at the mirror. She takes her hand back and wipes her face again. I go to the cupboard and pull out a few towels. I take one in my hand and place the others on the edge of the sink. I damp the towel with warm water. I clean up her face and hands and bandage up the wound again. "Thank you Peeta." She says. "You're welcome." I tell her. "Do you want to talk about it?" I ask her. Sometimes she would, but today she might not. She shakes her head. "Okay." I turn to the mirror to see blood and paint on my shirt. "I think I should change my shirt. Do you want to wait here?" She nods. "I'll be right back."

I walk out of the bathroom and into the bedroom. I go to the dresser and open up the draw. The dresser had been refilled with clothes. They must have done the washing. I take off my top and chuck it onto the bed. I pull out a new shirt and slide it on. I take the dirty shirt into my hands. I walk back into the bathroom to find Katniss holding the blood covered towels. "I'll take them." I say. She passes them to me. I place them in the empty hamper. "I have something I want you to see." I lead her into the study to reveal the painting I did.