'Happy times'

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I threw up multiple colors. It was like throwing up my emotions into a toilet. Peeta was stroking my sweating back, while holding my hair up. I couldn't believe Johanna, I would never forgive her. But I would, I'd come around--sometime. Then after, he wrapped a warm robe around me, then handed me a glass of water. I sat against the cold tub, in disgust, and humiliated. I drank the water, not tasting like water but acid liquid.The water wasn't helping. It burned my throat. Swallowing burned my throat. My throat felt raw.I spit the water in the tub, and watched it empty into the silver drain. Peeta handed me toothpaste and a brush. I gladly brushed, filling my mouth with mint."Katniss?" Jack asked from out in the room. "Yes" I said, my voice cracks. Talking hurt."I'm so sorry, Johanna is very drunk" he states. "Oh I didn't notice" I said flatly. I cross my arms, tucking the robe closer to my body. The cold tile on my back cools my sweat until it dries. We were drunk but that was hours ago, now after I've thrown up I feel so much better. "Peeta are you feeling fine?" I ask him. He flushes the toilet. "Oh I'm better than ever" he said, sounding agitated. "Peeta I'm sorry" Jack said, trying his best. He comes in. Invites himself in.

"Don't rub it in, Jack" Peeta said crossing his arms. He comes over to me, helping me up with his strong hands. "Just go, leave us alone" Peeta said, darkly. Jack steps back, then freezes. He jogs out just as Johanna yells his name. Johanna still sounds like she laughed for hours, and has drunk a pool of alcohol. We'd laugh about this some time, years later when her kids would be off going to school. But now I don't want to laugh, the amount of humiliation I have felt now.

Peeta sits besides me, on the bed. I almost look away feeling ashamed. But his face is soft and wide open. I couldn't look away, the alcohol was still swaying around with my emotions. But either way I'd still look, it's Peeta. You could never get used to his dirty blond hair or his light blue eyes. His eyes were like the ocean, only I'd never seen one. I could imagine it with his eyes, imagine anything with him.I could even imagine a brighter future.

He grabs my empty hand. "Let's go to bed, Katniss" he said softly. I nod, tucking ourselves in. I go asleep, into a heavy drunk sleep.

Now updated 1/25/16

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