I run. He's close behind me. He's fast but I'm faster. I run away from Peeta, my boyfriend who I saw kissing another pair of lips when they were in the theatre, I run into my empty house, slamming the front door shut and locking it which is no use cause he knows where we keep the spare key, I run upstairs and to my room, shutting the door and locking it, he's an asshole and I hate him.
"Katniss, open the door" Peetas voice calls out as I cry
"Go away, I don't want you near me" I cry
"Open the door or I'll pick the lock" he replies
"Okay then" he sighs, I hear his feat echo through the empty house now's my chance, I'll make a run for it, I unlock my door and open it, luckily it's not squeaky, I tip toe down the stairs, hearing Peeta rummaging through the cutlery to find a butter knife to pick the lock I reach the last step squeak it echoes, I try and run but arms pull me back I scream and kick
"Peeta let me go!" I scream as he takes me upstairs, putting me over his shoulder, he takes me to my room, shuts the door, locks it and puts me down
"Let me explain" he says and I sit on my bed
"How can you explain, you kissing that girls lips" I spit and he chuckles, does he find this amusing? Oh I'm gonna kick his ass
"We were auditioning for a play" he says
"The Terrible Romance?" He adds, oooh, I forgot
"Oops, I forgot" I mumble playing with my hands and I feel my bed move and I look up to see Peeta looking at me
"Theres one way you can make it all better" he smirks and kisses me, okay then, horny little guy, yeah we've been sexually active for the past six weeks, we have sex when my parents and brother and sister aren't home or at Peetas when his parents, brothers and sisters aren't home and that's what happens I'm gonna say it and put it out there, we had sex.
