Real or Not Real Chapter 1

Disclaimer: sorry guys I'm not. The amazing Suzanne Collins so I do not own the hunger games or anything in it. There is purely for fun all the credit goes to Suzanne Collins

It is ten years after the rebellion. My name is Katniss Everdeen. I am 28 years old. I'm back in district 12 it has been rebuilt and now there are many families living here. I am still scarred and I always will be thanks to the Capitol and President Snow. Prim is dead. All my work to protect her was pointless because in the end she still died. There is only one reason that I he up every morning to face my awful, painful life and that is Peeta. He has picked me back up and tried to help me put the pieces of my broken life back together. He has gotten better over time he only has one of his episodes once every few months and I have been able to get out of bed almost every day in the last 3 months. Every once in a while the nightmares are so vivid and the ghosts of past come back to haunt me. And it gets so bad that I can't even get out of bed to eat. But Peeta helps. He makes sure Im fed and that I'm still taking the few medications that the doctors decided to keep me on for the rest of my life to try to prevent depression and to try to keep le from going completely insane.

"Katniss? Are you awake?" Peeta asks

He has moved into my house because he usually ended up staying at my house most of the time anyways so we just thought it would be easier this way.

"I am now." I said teasingly

He didn't answer. I turned over to face him.

"Peeta? What's wrong?"

His face was scrunched up and he was clenching the headboard with one hand and the night stand with the other. I could tell he was having another episode.

"Peeta. Stay with me. It's okay I'm here, I'm not going to hurt you."

I saw him nod. Suddenly his face relaxed, he unclenched his hands, and opened his eyes, but he had a pained look in his eyes.

"Katniss?"

"Yes?" I answered gentely I knew what was coming next.

"We were married. Real or not real?"

Oh no I hated these types questions. "well not real. It was.....another part of the star-crossed lovers act."

"oh okay.........thanks" he said trying to hide disappointment in his voice bt failing miserably.

"Can I ask you one more question?"

"Ofcourse."

"You love me? Real or not real?"