Out Of The Games

Chapter Three

                     Getting Cinna to go to bed took two hours of singing and rocking her to sleep in her crib. Shes been very irksome for the past month. She won't eat, sleep, nor allow me to change her without crying for at least a half hour. " Kat?" Peeta's voice came from behind me. I almost jumped i forgot how trained we are to walk around quietly but i was also trained to be calm at all given situations and to feel a presence from near me. I lifted my head to look up at him. I was sitting on a hard rocking chair that Haymitch actually made some effort to build as a gift for me when i had baby Cinna. I pushed my feet against the ground lifting the chair as i high as i can before falling before setting it back down. I stood up sighing and motioned for Peeta to come out of the room to speak. The last thing i needed was for Cinna to hear us talking and to wake up. As i followed Peeta out of the room i couldn't help but study his features. He had dark rings circling his eyes. He looked exhausted. His hands were bony and his green blue veins were showing through his pale arms. I've been so busy the past day with Primrose that i didn't even recognize my husband's lack of health. Thinking about it now i remember him leaving his plates empty. "Peeta you need to eat." I said gasping and pulling his arm the other way towards the kitchen. "No, Katniss we need to talk, this is serious." he said protesting. I looked at him studying the rest of his features. He never calls me Katniss, it's only Kat. "Okay." I said feeling horrible in the inside. We walked into the living room. I paused at the entrance surprised to see Haymitch sitting on one of the love seats in the room. 

                       It was a small room that only contains two love sofas a single sofa and one coffee table. It wasn't as fancy as the capitol's living room but it was home. I walked towards haymitch cautiously looking for signs that prove he's drunk or on any alcohol. He sees me and my reaction and puts his hand up in surrender, "I'm all sober." and puts his hands back down but not before I caught him mumble " for now." I take the seat across him and cross my legs together. I look up to see Peeta take a seat next to Haymitch. "What is so important that interrupted my schedule" Haymitch said with a grumpy voice. Peeta looks at both me and Haymitch and then starts talking. Now let me state this now. I didn't like what he said. " The New Capital has decided that they want revenge from the original Capitol because they have watched us suffer and didn't bother in helping."