Fighting for you: Always

Mis-Understanding

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If you don't really understand whats going on look at the chapter name.... I'm sorry these last few chapters haven't been very exciting, the next one will be pretty dramatic so hang in there;)

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Katniss POV

Me and Peeta are just discussing ideas for the book when Haymitch stomps in with his usual grumpy expression

'Peeta, people have already found out about the bakery and are requesting orders.' Haymitch shoves a handful of papers into Peeta's hand, there must be at least twenty there.

'God Peeta! People must remember your baking!' I exclaim, still trying to get over the sheer number of orders that have already come in within half a day, maybe it's because the bakery is, at the moment, the only place that offers fresh food, unlike all our other things that we have to order from the Capitol.

Peeta just looks at the orders in disbelief, I don't think he realises how good his baking actually is unlike all the old residents of the district who seem to remember.

'Wow, well I better get down to the bakery and start working through these!' Peeta says, pushing his blonde curls back with his free hand. He raise his incredible blue orbs to my ordinary grey ones and looks at me, almost to get approval. I really don't want him to leave, I want to spend every moment I can with him, but if I try to bake, the bakery will go up in flames all over again.

'You go Peeta, I'll stay here, I might even try to hunt.' Peeta nods at my remark, smiles at me, sending a rush of warmth through my body, and heads off to the bakery again. I can see how much he's itching to get baking again, it calms him down.

'I need to talk to you sweetheart, sit down.' I have no clue what Haymitch would want to say to me but I sat next to him at the breakfast bar anyway.

'So about the boy...' Haymitch took a flask of alcohol out and took a sip. As if the conversation we were about to have, would tire him so much that he needed to be drunk.

'What about Peeta?' I ask, looking down at my lap so Haymitch wouldn't notice how I smile just a little at even the thought of his name.

'Sweetheart, I can see you're getting closer to him again, and that's good...'

'Where are you going with this Haymitch?' I ask, sighing. I'm worried that he's going to warn me to leave Peeta alone or something, I can't do that. I can't get a nights sleep without him being there.

'Do you even know how you feel about him sweetheart?' Haymitch says in the exasperated voice he uses most of the time he talks to me. The question stumps me, I mean I know how I feel about Peeta, maybe not exactly but I'm sure that I love him and that he makes me happier.

But I've never talked to someone about this before, I don't even know how to explain it to Haymitch, how do I explain how much I love Peeta? How can I explain that the feelings have always been there but I've just been pushing it inside myself, that I've always hid my feelings from everyone so much that I began to hide them from myself?

But I open my mouth to start to try to...

Peeta POV

It's a nice day outside, the sun shining, a slight breeze blowing through the air and there are even some birds, some mockingjays, I think that's what they are anyway, playful circling each other. I'm so caught up in my surroundings that I only realise that I've left my keys to bakery at Katniss' house when I actually get to the bakery itself.

Inwardly, I sigh to myself and turn on my heel to head back to the Victor Village. I'm about to open her front door when I hear Katniss' voice coming from the kitchen.

'Haymitch, I just love him so much, I can't believe I didn't realise before!'

'Tell him then!'

'He's moved on Haymitch! The war changed his feelings for me...'

Shes talking about Gale, I know it. My heart sinks, like an anchor plunged into the sea. She loves Gale, of course she does. Why would she love a pathetic lump like me? Why would she care about me when I'm so broken and hijacked? My body starts to shake with despair and I can't move, so all I can do is listen to her go on about how much she loves him.

'He makes me so much happier! Every time he smiles, this warmth spreads through me, something no one else can make me feel. And all this time I left him, I put him aside. This sounds weird, but there's this connection I have between him and hope, him and new life, like dandelions. Don't look at me like that Haymitch! I'm being serious! I love him so much that it hurts to even think about!'

Gale.

It was Gale all along. A part of me already thought it was but this one part always hoped that she would love me as much as I love her, a part always dreamed that we could grow old together and live happily....

But all that has come crashing down and I feel at rock bottom. No wait, I feel lower than that. I wait for the tears but they don't come, instead my knees get shaky and I feel myself crash to the ground before darkness takes me over...