Catching Fire: You and Me

Chapter 10:

Prim came in and sat on the edge of the bed.

i let go of Peeta and hugged Prim tightly.

"I'm so sorry, Prim." i say through my tears.

"it's okay, Katniss." she says and smiles a little bit.

on her way out she leans over and whispers something in Peeta's ear.

Peeta laughs and looks at her.

"I will. i promise." he says and gives her a quick hug as well.

Peeta is alot like a brother figure to Prim. i think its a good thing. with mother so distant and her father dying a few years back, she can use as many people as possible to be there for her.

Peeta rests a bit while i shower and get dressed.

i know you're supposed to dress nice for the reaping, but i decide to not give them the pleasure of it.

i dress in somewhat nice skinny jeans i got from Cinna, and a silky light blue tank top that hugs tight to my figure. i slip on my black flats and lay down next to Peeta, letting out a dramatic sigh.

i decide now is a good time to get a few things off my chest that i've hiding.

"Peeta?" i say turning to face him.

"Hmm?" he asks, still a little sleepy.

"you know when we were on the rooftop. and you said that you weren't going to let them change you, that if you were going to die, you wanted to still be you? not let them make you out to be something your not?" i ask wearily.

"yeah." he says chuckling lowly.

"you don't know how lucky you are..." i mutter softy.

he looks totally confused now that i lead him on to the fact that there is something he doesn't know.

"what do you mean?" he asks taking my hand and looking into my eyes.

what do i say now!

"i dont know. i just dont feel the same. but its fine! we should get going!" i say rushedly and jerk up leading over to his own house.

i rest while he gets ready and i feel like i'm about to cry.

Peeta comes out of the bathroom and embraces me.

"what's wrong?" he asks, genuinley concerned.

"do you really have to ask?" i say and try to laugh, but all that comes out is a small sigh.

"i'm sorry." he says and kisses my lips gently.

"what time is it?" i ask changing the subject.

"uhh... 11:34. we should leave around 12." he says and kisses me again, this time more desperate and passionate.

i smile and kiss him back just as hard.

after a while he goes for my shirt, not thinking and i laugh.

"Peeta!" i shout, snapping him out of his trance-like state and back to reality.

"Oh....right....sorry... we should probably get going now." he says rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly.

i roll my eyes and we walk downstairs, hand in hand, ready to face our fate.

and the world.

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we get to the town square and Peeta breaks away to say goodbye to his family, but quickly returning to my side and squeezing my hand in reassurance.

people are giving us sympathetic looks and a few people are eyeing me curiously.

Oh no. i forgot i wore the form fitting top. my slight bump is showing.

i quickly grab Amy's black sweater and throw it on, covering my stomach and crosses my arms over it.

"i was about to mention that." Amy says like she had noticed it as well.

i spot Gale in the crowd and he glares toward my midsection before completley ignoring me and looking down angrily.

the worried looks were getting start to bother me and begin to give off deadly stares at people, inching closer to Peeta for comfort.

we reach the small roped off areas towards the side of the stage. they are big enough to hold maybe five people each. but there is only one female victor and only two male.

so still 12 will only get one mentor, which is mostly likley going to Haymitch as usual.

Prim is clutching onto Amy tightly and she looks to be crying silently.

i look around and see little Posy Hawthorne wave to me and smile. i smile back a little before Gale pulls her away from my view and gives me another hard look as if to say leave my sister alone!

me and Peeta still keep our hands locked for support as the mayor comes out onto the stage.

the treaty of treason goes on for what seems like forever.

i zone out and look at Peeta and he looks more depressed then me.

i wonder what hes thinking right now.

most people would be terrified at some of thet thing that go through my head on bad days like this.

my ongoing list of tragic ways i could kill Snow.

my horrible ideas f how to escape my life.

and so many other things.

the video about the rebellion and the dark days plays and finally the famous Effie Trinket trots on stage in her obnoxious heels.

"Happy Hunger Games!" Effie rings. " And May the Odds be Ever in your Favor!"

she seems out of it. different.

maybe she finally sees that this is wrong. shes cares about Peeta and i. lots of people do.

"Ladies first!" she says.

i roll my eyes.

we all know every slip in there says KATNISS EVERDEEN in plain black print.

thousands of slips.

one name.

one female victor.

me.

Effie finally picks one out and steps up to the microphone.

she clears her throat while opening the slip.

suddenly her smile drops completley and i know something has gone wrong.

very wrong.

"um...well...thats... quite odd...." she says eyeing the crisp white paper in her fingers.

a Peacekeeper clears his throat urging her to just say the name.

she takes in a large breath and speaks loud and clear.

"Catillia Francesca!"

AN: WTF!!!! I BET YOUR SO CONFUSED!!! HAHAHAHA CLIFFHANGER MUCH???? NEXT PART WILL BE UP SOMETIME IN THE NEXT FEW HOURS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!