Chapter 3

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(Katniss's pov)

The town is still being cleaned from the bombings. The sight is hard to see. My home, destroyed. Gone. It will be rebuilt after it is cleaned, but what it won't be the same. I miss it, I never even got to say goodbye to my home. I stop in my tracks, I just realized, Peeta never got to say goodbye to his family before he left for the games. That means he didn't get to say goodbye to them before they died.

I shake my head slightly, trying to get that thought out of my head. I continue walking, examining my surroundings. There are many men packing up the tools they have been using to clean district 12. They must be packing up for the day. I sigh and decide I should go home. I turn around and begin walking home.

(Peeta's pov)

I walk into my house. Why is Katniss acting like this? She's been acting weird lately, but I don't know why. I just wanted to ask why she wouldn't answer her door when I knocked but she just pretended like she didn't know I was knocking. I don't understand why. I just want to talk to her. Is she mad at me? I don't think I did anything. Is she mad at me for taking the nightlock pill before she could take it? If that's what it is, then I'm not sorry. I couldn't let her do that. I sigh and open my window and lie on my bed. I just stare at the ceiling. I get up and decide that I need to go outside to clear my mind. I walk outside and sit on the swing on my porch. I close my eyes and take a deep breath. When I open my eyes, I see Katniss walking to her house. I don't want to seem pushy or needy. I decide that if she looks my way I am going to wave, but I am going to try to make it seem like I'm not watching her, so I look up at the sky. I glance at her and see that she glances my way, so I smile and wave. I just want to seem friendly, I hope I am not coming off as needy.

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