Waiting For Her

Waiting for Her

By Blueberrychils94

Back to that corner, where I first saw you . . . I'll camp in my sleeping bag, I'm not going to move . . .

~The Script, Not Moving

It's quite surprising actually. How two people can go from being inseparable to being as far apart as two people can physically be. That's how it felt when Katniss and Peeta broke up. They'd been High School sweethearts; met in Freshman year and stayed together onwards. They were always seen together, one always hanging onto the others' arm, listening to every word they said as if they were the new Ghandi, speaking words of wisdom and interest. It was a common consensus that they would remain together for the remainder of their lives. They were even voted, 'Cutest Couple' in Senior Year, earning them a picture in the Yearbook.

Nobody could have predicted that three months later they'd be broken up.

Katniss allegedly left Peeta for another man. Gale Hawthorne had been working on her for weeks, building a divide between her and her boyfriend and causing tension between them. Katniss spent more time with Gale, Peeta got worried and jealous, it turned into an argument one rainy October night which resulted in their separation.

Peeta had been regretting it ever since he stormed out of Katniss' house that night. However, he did leave with a promise.

"I'm going to prove to you how much you mean to me."

Katniss hadn't believed it. She had thought it was over. It killed her to think about. In fact, she didn't. She simply threw herself at Gale as soon as Peeta left, even though it was his fault they had fought in the first place. That was how her new relationship started and the rumours starting going around, saying that she had left Peeta for Gale. It didn't take long for her to forget about Peeta's promise. She had believed that he had forgotten it to.

Except he didn't.

~xXx~

November 21st

One month after the separation

"Is Gale going to be home tonight?"

Katniss sighed and shook her head. The cucumbers on her eyes were cool against her lids and soothed the tense nerves in her brain caused by fitful nights. "No, he's not. He's got to work," she admitted. "It's fine. I should probably get some work done tonight anyway. I've been putting it off."

"Well, you know what they say, a man who can't come home is a man who can't commit . . ." Madge said.

Katniss lifted a cucumber off one eye and squinted at her friend. Madge sat her feet, acting like she hadn't said anything at all. Rolling her eyes, Katniss let the cucumber fall onto her eye again and laid back. It had taken a lot for Madge to convince Katniss to allow her to practice some of her beauty therapy techniques on her but Katniss was glad that she allowed her to. She hadn't realized how stressed she had been lately until now.

"Look, Madge, I know you don't like Gale"-

"No, it's not that I don't like him," Madge interrupted. "I hate him. He had no business sticking his nose in where it didn't belong."

"Okay, Madge, we've had this conversation a thousand times before," Katniss said.

"Yeah, and you've brushed me off every single time," said Madge. She shook her head. "It doesn't matter anymore. You're going to do what you want anyway. I just don't want to see you hurt again."

"Gale won't hurt me."

"You say that but you can't know."

Katniss let the topic drop. Gale wasn't going to hurt her. He was just very busy all the time. When he wasn't working, he wanted to be out with his friends, she understood that. She spent quite a bit of time with Madge herself, anyway. It wasn't like they were avoiding each other until night time when they climbed into bed together and 'made love'. Katniss didn't know why she called it that. She didn't feel anything when she was with Gale. Sometimes she even questioned why she was with him.