It was almost midnight and I couldn't get any sleep whatsoever. We've been in bed for about two hours and I've had no luck.
Peeta was out like a light the first few minutes we laid down, so he should be sleeping well.
I wonder why his nightmares seen so peaceful on the outside. Peeta says he always has them, but at night he stays perfectly normal.
Unlike me, I thrash around and start screaming and sweating. Another reason I don't want kids. I would scare them to death every night with them having to hear there mom scream every night. To be worried about your mother.
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( an hour or so later, Katniss fell asleep after that)
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I wake up, but not from a nightmare. The bed is shaking and I'm wondering why. I roll over to where Peeta is and he's kicking and thrashing around, which is like I said 100% abnormal.What's happening?
Is he, um. UGH! Peeta is scaring me so much right now it can't be a nightmare. Peeta's not facing me either, so I am not sure if he's awake or not.
I get the bravery to say,
"Peeta. Baby what's wrong?" I say in a soothingly voice.
He grunts. Odd. Now he's mumbling things , words I can't make out, still shaking the bed.
Now I'm hearing things clearer. I get a bit closer to listen.
"You," mumble mumble," mutt!"
Oh my gosh. Peeta's having a flashback.
I scurry off he bed as fast as I can but then Peeta stands up and follows me. I run out the door and before I even touch it, he yells
"YOU STINKING MUTT! YOU BURNED DOWN MY DISTRICT TO ASHES AND NOW YOURE GONNA PAY FOR IT!"
I look back at him as I'm rushing down the stairs, my heart beating as fast as it ever could. His eyes are blank grey, covering the ocean of blue behind them.
"Baby, it's okay it's me Katniss . I'm your fiancée. Remember? We live in district twelve and you just proposed to me. Shhhh." Hoping that would help a bit.
As I get closer to the door, Peeta runs to the table and picks up one of our wooden chairs. My fingers fumble around on the door lock, attempting to unlock it, but I'm not doing very well.
I finally get the door opened and, oh, what a coincidence. I block the chair Peeta tried to throw at me with the door. Hah. This girls got skills.
I sprint over to Haymitch's house and pounded on the door just in case it was locked.
We must be waking his geese up because I'm hearing a few. Oh well.
I look back again to see Peeta slamming our door shut.
I jiggle the door knob and it opened, not remembering how stupid Haymitch was to not lock his from door.
"YOU STINKIN MUTT" he shouts as he runs up the gravel "road".
I run up the stairs of his house and turning on every light I see and can get to so he will wake up. I'm full out sweating now. "HAYMITCH!!" I scream in fear.
I enter his bedroom and he's passed out beside Effie. I shake him, making sure not to harm Effie because I don't want her involved in this.
His eyes shoot open in curiosity as to why I'm over at his house at like 2-3 am.
"HAYMITCH PLEASE HELP PEETA IS HAVING A FLASHBACK!" Now Haymitch perks up and slyly walks to the doorway.
I peek out to see Peeta wandering around the house. Now he seems to have gotten a chair to hold on to, as I see his knuckles turn white.
Haymitch and I both creep down the wooden stairs while Peeta practically almost breaks the chair because he's gripping the chair so hard.
"Honey, it's me Katniss," I whisper. Peeta looks up with his grey eyes now letting the blue flow out.
"Katniss?" He says. Woohoo! Peeta is back. I run up to hug him.
"Yes baby it's me Katniss, you had a flashback and you scared me so much." I started to sob. He hugs me back.
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FanfictionAfter the revolution, Katniss and Peeta dig through and find their true love and happiness. They realize they give each other what no one else can.