Everyone around me is rushing in a panic, when I am standing like a statue.
I was told I can save all of Panem by being the Mockingjay, but as usual lies are all that surrounds me. If I could save everyone than Peeta would be here with me right now, but that is not the case. The pearl and his locket is all I have of him right now along with the memory of the Games. These days I just sit in the bunkhouse with my thoughts tying are retying the same knot over and over again until I have to report to training.
There is a loud beep coming from the speaker- “Katniss,” is all I hear until I am out the door sprinting towards Beetee’s ward.
I am stopped by two Peacekeepers, “NO, LET ME GO. I HAVE TO SAVE HIM. I HAVE TO SAVE PEETA,” I scream at the top of my lungs until I hear his voice again, “Katniss,” I manage to break free, only to be restrained by the Peacekeepers again. “Katniss please,” he says among his screaming from the torturing, and my knees grow weak and I just fall to the ground in tears, still the Peacekeepers are holding me. I hear an evil laugh among Peeta’s screaming and I grow with anger because I know that is Snow’s laugh. “This can all be solved, my dear Katniss, if you turn in the rebels and join us,” he pauses I suppose waiting for me, I try and break loose of the Peacekeepers but I am not strong enough, “No? Have it your way, Mockingjay.” What does he- “I love you, always,” are the last words I hear from him before I hear a gunshot. “NO! PEETA!” I scream repeatedly. “I love you, always,” I cry to myself.
His blue eyes are closed forever…
His voice is silenced forever…
His heart is stopped forever…
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I wake up screaming, sweating, and crying. I feel Peeta’s arms on me as I reach my hands up to his face. “He killed you, you- you were g-gone.” I cry into his bare chest. “Shh, shh, it’s okay. I’m here and I’m not going anywhere. I promise,” Peeta says rubbing my back. The door flies open, “Is she okay?” I hear Annie say.
“She just had a nightmare.” Peeta says.
“You two deserved such a better life, truly,” I hear her crying and then she walks out the door. I continue to cry and Peeta continues to comfort me, until I run out of tears to cry. We just lay there for a little in silence, but it’s not an awkward silence, it’s more of a peaceful silence. My eyelids begin to feel heavy and I drift off into a scary sleep.
I wake up the next morning with the biggest headache and the urge to throw up. I get more anxiety thinking about if I am pregnant. I look over to see Peeta blue iridescent eyes staring into mine.
“Are you okay?” Peeta says worriedly.
“Ya, my head just hurts.” He gives me a kiss on the top of my head and carries me downstairs, and I don’t see Annie or Flynn. “What time is it?”
“Just after 8:00 I think.” Peeta and I just sit on the couch for about an hour until the front door opens.
“Good morning,” Annie says cheerfully, almost too cheerful for me. “I hope you don’t mind we ran to the market quickly.”
“Oh, no. That’s fine.” I say quickly.
“Flynn come help mommy make pancakes.” Flynn runs over to Annie and Peeta and I just continue to cuddle and talk, but nothing about last night. After a few minutes, I feel bad about not helping Annie so I go over and help, with the minimum cooking skills I have. Annie tells me to flip the pancakes and I start to flip, well attempt to flip the pancakes and Peeta starts to laugh at me.
“See, Annie, that is why I do all of the cooking,” he says with a smirk and comes over to help me.
“It’s harder than it looks and plus everyone knows I have no patience for stuff like this,” I say rather defensively and Annie and Peeta notice.
“At least she’s trying, Peeta,” Annie says in my defense.
“Okay, okay,” Peeta says as if he is surrendering.
“So when do you have to leave again?” I didn’t even hear Annie and she stares at me waiting for an answer. “Katniss?”
“Ya, oh sorry, um I think we are leaving tomorrow night.”
“Are you okay, Katniss?”
“Ya, wh-what makes you think I wouldn’t be?” I say trying to cover up my anxiety and I get all flustered.
“Because I’ve been pregnant before you know,” Annie whispers in my ear and I just look at her and do my best not to cry.
“I just feel-”
“Emotional, sick, scared…”
“Ya, but I don’t-”
“You don’t know if you are pregnant.” I just shake my head. “Did you tell Peeta?” She says right as he comes up behind me.
“Tell me what?”
“That I... thought of the colors for the wedding.” I say covering up over conversation.
“Oh, really? What colors?” Really, Peeta, really.
“I was thinking blue, but not a dark blue, blue like your eyes blue, and green, but not a green, green a, uh, complimentary green to match your eyes.” I ramble on and I get lost in his eyes.
“Sounds beautiful,” he says with that smile, “just like you.” I can’t resist his lips, and just as our lips are about to crash into each other, Annie says that it’s time for breakfast.
“Later,” is all Peeta says.
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FYI I might not be able to udate untill the weekend or Friday?! If I don't update utill the weekend- Happy Valentine's Day, lovely readers! My Valentine is my baby, JHutch <3 ILYGSM!!
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