Piece By Piece {Completed}

Chapter 12: Dress

It's been a good couple of months since Peeta and I got engaged but now that the first month of spring has rolled in means that Effie is pretty much incharge of everything, I still hate that she couldn't have just made the trip to district twelve and why we have to travel all the way to her because as much as I care about Effie, I hate the Capitol, I don't care how much it has changed since the rebellion it's still where it ruined the lives of the people that I most care about, where most of those lives were taken and I don't think I'll ever be able to fully accept the Capitol as a new and improved part of Panem.

My mom and also Haymitch, surprisingly, agreed to come with Peeta and I seeing as the both of us are still new at the whole accepting the Capitol thing and neither of us wanting to be alone. Although I wanted to wait still, Effie practically begged to have our wedding in the first month of summer, I wanted to argue real bad but I decided that all I care about is that Peeta and I get married so I had agreed, Effie had the pretty guest cards all done within two weeks and we're sent out as soon as all were made, that part I hadn't cared about, I told Effie to design the cards however she wanted seeing as she was the one who insisted whereas I was fine with a simple phone call.

Much to my grumbling I invited Gale, Peeta told me that everyone should come, including him, it took a lot of convincing on his part until I agreed but I found it strange how Gale seems to hate the wrong person, after everything Gale has done to Peeta, he forgives Gale or more so is kind to him, I on the other hand aren't very forgiving or kind towards him. Rory still hasn't talked to Gale since he was here last and although Gale deserves it, I don't like that they're fighting, they use to be the best of friends, Rory always wanted to be like Gale and I miss that in a way even if Gale has damaged our friendship, he should mend the one with Rory because that should matter to him most.

I feel like with time I can forgive Gale and maybe have a friendship with him but it can never be the same for us. I don't know if he will show up at the wedding but I hope he knows that if he does then that'll mean a whole lot to me, it could be a start, a new and fresh one but if he doesn't then I'll know that he was never really my best friend.

I sit on the seat and lay my head on Peetas shoulder, this train is the one I like, it has rows of seats for people who aren't travelling far and rooms for people who are. It looks nothing like the tribute train, I'm thankful for that because this has a much better feel to it

"Excuse me" our attention is now to the little girl standing by Peeta, her green eyes sparkling at us

"Hi there. Are you okay? Are you lost?" Peeta asks, the girl shakes her head

"Your Peeta Mellark and Katniss Everdeen" the girl says and Peeta chuckles

"We are. What's your name?" He asks her

"Dalia. My mommy likes the flower" she replies

"Well it's a pretty name, Dalia. Do you know where I got my name?" Peeta says and she shakes her head

"From bread, there's a bread that is called pita but my dad didn't want the spelling so instead he spelt it differently" Peeta explains and the girl giggles

"Bread? That's funny" she smiles and so does Peeta, then a middle-aged woman approaches the little girl

"I'm so sorry if Dalia is bothering you. She likes to wonder off" the woman apologises

"It's okay. She wasn't bothering us at all" Peeta smiles back, the woman walks away holding her daughters hand as Dalia tells her mother of her encounter

"You're good with kids" I admit and he chuckles

"I guess so" he shrugs, I study him for another moment before turning to look out the window, he didn't have to explain to me because I already know, he wants children but I don't and he'd do anything for me, even if it means that I have my own selfish way. I know I told myself that I wouldn't get married but marriage is so much more different than having to carry a baby inside you for months and having to push it out, I know it sounds bad but it doesn't sound like it's worth all of that pain... why would you choose to be in pain for something so small? It's not a nice thing to think but it's all I can think about.