Look at me! Look at me!! Stay with me?

I love you

"Peeta be gentle" I yelled then laughed. He was wrestling with our four year old son Finnick. Peeta looked up at me and nodded, all smiles. I shook my head as I felt our daughter stir in my arms. She started to cry "Shh shh it's okay. Did you have a nightmare?" Primrose looked up at me "I have nightmares too. One day I'll explain why they come. But for now just know that I am here to protect you, I always will be" I looked up at the sky as the wind rustled the trees. Since she passed I always felt like the wind was a sign from her, it was stupid but Peeta understood. I rocked Primrose back to sleep and then stood up. I stepped into the house, placing the baby in her crib I sat at the dining room table. Peeta and Finnick walked in then. Peeta looked me over "Hey Finnick why don't you go draw mommy a picture huh?" Finnick's eyes widened and he ran to his room. Peeta sat down next to me "Katniss" was all it took for me to snap. I got up from the table and grabbed a knife off the counter, pointing it directly at him. I couldn't control myself. "Katniss this isn't you. Your displaying your fear that's all" I laughed bitterly "This is me alright. I never loved you your just a bakers son. The boy with the bread. You mean nothing to me" Peeta's eyes were hurt but at that exact moment my heart didn't care. Peeta gripped my chin with his hand roughly. I tried to pull away, knife still in hand. "Look at me Katniss. Look at me" he kissed me "Stay with me" I could barley nod "Always" I whispered and dropped the knife. Peeta hugged me tightly, his protective arms around me gently rocking me. "I - I'm sorry Peeta" Peeta quieted me "Kat you didn't mean it. It was your fears and memories rushing back to you that made you snap that's all" I nodded "I love you" I said still holding on to him "I love you too" Finnick came down just then and handed me a piece of paper. On it was a picture of our family along with someone else. I knelt down "Is that Auntie Prim?" Finnick nodded and I smiled gently but sadly. He may be four but he knew about Prim. I'd told him stories of her when he had nightmares and her life seemed to calm him. She was always helping the younger children in the Seam so it made some sense. Peeta looked at me, he knew talking about her was hard "It's okay" I said to him and turned to Finnick "Auntie Prim would love it" Finnick smiled and hugged me. When he let go he ran back upstairs. I laughed and shook my head. Peeta gently touched my arm "It's gonna be okay Katniss" I knew he'd sensed my lingering fear that I'd try to hurt him again. And I knew I'd try again there was no escaping it. Everyone who played in the Games tried to kill their lover or themselves afterward. Annie, Finnick's widow had told me so. I nodded though to show him I trusted him. After all my love for him was real.