Peeta was broken. I could tell by the way he looked at me as I explained everything I had done. I told him how I needed him to keep myself alive, how I was selfish, how much of a mess I am and everything. I told him that it wasn't him, it was never him, it was always Gale and me. He waited until I was done explaining to speak, and when he did his voice was thick and deep, like a knife being dragged through honey.
"Katniss," he warned. "Gale killed Prim."
I took a step back, already knowing that there were tears everywhere on my face. I felt my face twist and contort into anger. I stepped forward and slapped him. I slapped him again and again and again, pushing him backwards each time.
"Don't. You. Dare," I snarled, slapping him with each word. "Talk about Prim that way!"
I drew back my hand and looked at him. He was leaning against his kitchen table and one side of his face had already developed a bruise. The spite still boiled inside me and I knew I had to tell him. I opened my mouth but stopped.
There was pain in Peeta's eyes, but not just from his bruising face. It was the pain of regret and sorrow. I knew it was from saying what he had, but I couldn't ignore what was said. I closed my hand into a fist. He let me hit him. He knew he deserved it. He was a puppy. He was a broken, devastated puppy and he had suffered a beating.
I turned around and put my hand on the doorknob.
"I'm going to the Capitol," I almost shouted, trying hard to keep my voice steady. "To be with Gale."
Peeta gazed at me, but it was different. He was looking through me. A small smirk crept onto his face.
"You won't last a day," he murmured and picked up the coat rack I had knocked over earlier. "That place scarred you, Katniss. You can't go live in the place you hated all you're life, it's against human nature."
"It's different now," I snapped, but only half-heartedly, the fire in me slowly dissipating. "Snow is dead. I don't have to hate it anymore."
And with that I turned and left, leaving a broken, bruised and changed Peeta in his house, alone.
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Rebellion on the Rebels
Fanfiction*All characters, the Hunger Games and places such as districts 1-13 and the Capitol are not mine, they were created by Suzanne Collins* I will try my best to have updates every Friday. After the war between the capitol, after everything that happene...
