We Remain

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Being married to someone isn't easy, even if you've married your best friend and the love of your life. You're going to have bumps along the way, but you need to hit these bumps head on and solve them together. Yes you will argue and if you don't, then you obviously don't love each other. You're going to go through things that will almost break you apart but you need to stick together and fight your battles as one person. Because when that person fights with you, you know its forever, and you know you should never let them go.

60 years of marriage. Now that's a commitment, an achievement almost. It's astonishing how I, Katniss Everdeen now Katniss Mellark, can even stand being around someone for the time of sixty years, let alone being completely head over heels in love with someone for that long. Yes, I'm madly in love with my husband, Peeta Mellark. When Peeta arrived back from the Capitol I was shocked mostly, I never thought he'd come back. I guess I just assumed that he would stay in the Capitol because there was nothing here for him in District Twelve. He had no family; they were blown sky high when the Capitol wiped out District Twelve with firebombs in attempt to stop the rebellion.

But anyway, when he came back from the Capitol we started afresh. It all started when he planted those evening Primroses in my garden in remembrance of my sister, Prim. He sparked a little hope inside of my chest, seeing him pushed me to try and get into my normal routine. Just seeing him back in the District did this. God knows what would've happened if had walked down the stairs to see him sitting at the dining room table waiting for me with a plate of pancakes and blueberries.

As soon as I had spoken to him I realised that I needed to get myself together and get my life together, so I ran up the stairs as fast as I could, tripping on the first step as I went. Of course I fell, I wasn't going to go one day without having one bit of bad luck was I? But when I got rid of the horrible stench of those flowers from Snow I knew I'd get better. It must've been that horrid smell that caused me to have nightmares every two hours, because as soon as I got rid of them, the number of flashbacks I had reduced. But that might have had something to do with seeing Peeta.

I took my first shower since I got back from the Capitol and then I burnt the clothes. There was no way in hell that I was going to be able to wash them and make them smell the way they should smell and not the way they did smell. Why I never showered I don't know. Yeah, I was depressed because I had this big house and no one to share it with anymore because I used to share it with my mother and sister. But, I should've been showing them that I was stronger than that and even though that they were gone I was coping, and I wasn't weak. I should've stayed strong for them, that's what Prim would've wanted to see me doing. But I failed.

But after that day, things started to get better for me. Buttercup came back and even though I had a fit at him and basically told him to get out, he stayed. He kept me company on the nights that I needed company the most. His soft purrs helped me drift into sleep and somehow they calmed me too. We both loved Prim, even though he was a cat, he loved her just as much as I did and he was heartbroken that she never came back. He was my only part left of Prim, and he still is now to this day.

I started doing the family book, as Peeta and I now call it. We filled it with pictures of everyone. My Dad, Prim, Finnick, Boggs and everyone else who had lost their life to Snow. And we've even added to it now. It's gone into a second book. The first book is remembrance of the dead, Finn - Annie and Finnick's son, is the only one who's alive that is in that book. Now we have a second book for our big family. Peeta and I are on the first two pages and the story of our love is on the inside of the front cover. I always loved reading that to everyone, it was truly perfect. The only person I refuse to put into this book is Gale. Since he decided to never come back to District Twelve and to stay in District Two we haven't communicated. I think he's passed away now, I'm not so sure. I can't say that I really care either.

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