My dandelion-Everlark fanfiction

Chapter 2

I wake up screaming and I'm even not on the sofa anymore but on the floor. It takes me a while to get my breathing back to normal and my heart beat slow down. Then I feel ache on my arm and I lift the sleeve to look at it. I find a bruise on my arm and come to the conclusion that I have fell on it at some point. But when I rise, I see that it's nearly dark outside, so it must be already evening, which means I have slept over twelve hours. I must have slept too deeply to see any nightmares for the whole night, well apart from the one right before I woke up.

I walk in the kitchen and see that Greasy Sae hasn't been here to make me lunch or even dinner. I press on the lights, which are now working at any time of the day, instead of just the couple hours in the evening like they did before. There's still some soup left, which I heat up on the stove, pour it in a mint green bowl, and then almost drink it straight from the bowl without using the spoon much.

I still feel super tired, even though I slept so long. But I'm very happy that I could sleep more than just an hour or maybe two. Which has been usual for me lately. Then I hear a knock on the door. I walk to the door and open it finding Peeta.

"Hi, I saw the lights and figured you had finally woken up", Peeta says with a little smile. He has a paper bag in his hand and from the smell I can tell he has some fresh bread there.

"Hi", I say and smile, delighted to see him. We just stand there for a while before I realise to ask if he'd like to come in. He nods with a smile.

"I thought you'd never ask", he says teasing me.

"I just woke up", I mumble as an excuse for my slow brain.

We go in the kitchen and I pour some water in a kettle and leave it on the stove to boil.

"How are you feeling?" Peeta asks me as I sit down with him. He looks me straight into the eyes and looks truly concerned. I feel like talking to the old Peeta again. I mean the real Peeta. Not the mutt. He makes me feel so calm and so safe.

"I'm okay, thanks. Just a bit tired", I answer honestly.

"A bit tired, huh?" He asks with a grin. Referring to yesterday.

"Well I haven't slept too much because of the..."

"Nightmares", he finishes the sentence. I look at him and know he must understand. "I get them too", he adds looking down to the paper pack on the table. He opens it after a while and takes out four cheese buns. "These were your favourite. Real or not real?" He asks still looking at the cheese buns, that smell amazing.

"Real. You always baked them for me. I had them basically all the time in some cupboard after you found out they were my favourites. And they still are. I've really missed them", I say. And the buns are not the only ones I've missed. I have missed the boy with the bread even more. He nods with a smile. "And thank you for the help yesterday", I say quietly, embarrassed by the whole thing.

"No problem. Why did you even leave the house in that shape?" He asks.

"I felt good before I left. I just think I didn't realise that I am pretty weak after doing nothing for months", I say as I make my way to the kettle that's whistling now, as a sign that the tea's hot. I pour it into two big mugs and put sugar in one of them. I hand the tea with no sugar over to Peeta and he takes it with a smile.

"You remembered", he says taking a sip of it and probably burning his tongue, because he grins and puts the cup back on the table.

"Of course. You never take sugar in your tea", I say, but don't look him in the eyes. Instead I grab a cheese bun and bite it. It tastes even better than I remembered. Before I realise, it's already gone and Peeta hands me another one, laughing.

"Oh I almost forgot", he says slightly hitting his forehead. "Greasy Sae told me this morning to tell you that her granddaughter got a flu and she really needs to be with her. She said she feels bad about leaving you on your own and said that she could still come to make you food if you need her to", he hesitates before continuing. "But I told her I could look after you a couple days".

"Yes she can totally stay in with her granddaughter but I don't need babysitting", I answer a tiny bit annoyed. I can manage just fine on my own.

"Looking after people doesn't always mean babysitting", he says with a small smile. Is he trying to get to spend some time with me or just doing a nice favour for a neighbour. Maybe he just wants us to be friends again. I don't really know where he is, where we are.

"Okay", I just say biting the cheese bun.

"Do you want to eat the last one?" he asks smiling when I finish the second one.

"I've already eaten two so the last one should be for you", I say but still looking at it.

"Oh Katniss, I made these for you. Besides I can make more when I get home", he says and holds the cheese bun in front of my mouth. I bite it and take it in my own hands.

"You must at least have a bite", I say and offer it to him. He laughs but takes a small bite from the other side.

We sit in the kitchen for quite a while, having a little small talk about this and that. I ask him what he's been doing and why he only now got out of the hospital. He says he's been refreshing his memory and figuring out most of the time still these little details, whether they're real or not real. He says he's got really far in the process and that he even rewatched our games to clarify stuff.

"Rewatched?!" I ask and I can't believe he would make himself go through that. I have barely slept with just the memories. I don't need to be reminded anymore than I already am. "Well did it help?"

"Yeah I guess a little but I couldn't really make much out of you, and us, by the first games and I got so many flashbacks and nightmares. But I guess it helped to properly see the moments in their real light. Not under the venom and all that. So yeah..." he says. Didn't make much out of me? Us? Is that why he was looking back at them. I don't even really mean to say this but the words just pour out:

"Well I was so confused by everything at that time. I wanted to save my sister and keep you alive, because I didn't want to leave you for some reason and I didn't really have time to clear out my thoughts about you or anyone-anything really. And when I finally did realise that I actually loved you, you were far gone and wanted to kill me", I clarify to him. Only then I realised what I just said and feel my cheeks start to burn.

"I'm sorry", he says quietly, voice full of regret.

"It wasn't your fault. There was nothing you could've done", I say and touch his hands, that have been laying on the table. He takes my hand between his and holds it tightly.

"I just can't believe that they could actually make me forget who I am and what I love and turn me into something I definitely am not. Just like that..." I can see his eyes glowing with tears.

"I know", I just say, because I can't think of anything better. I'm not the good one with words. So I just sit there and hold his hand. The tears never roll down his cheeks and after a long silence he finally looks up at me. Still not saying anything until he focuses his glance behind me, then asking with a smirk:

"Do you want to know what time it is?"

"I don't know if I want to but it seems like you'll tell it anyway, so sure", I say.

"It's one o'clock. We've been sitting here for four and a half hours." I need to turn my head to see the time before I can really believe it. It went past so fast. "I should really go home. Let you sleep", he says standing up. I actually realise that I, in fact, am pretty tired.

I walk him to the door and tell him good night. Then he hugs me. For a second I'm surprised but then hug him back, leaning my cheek on his shoulder. It's a nice, warm and long hug. I fell so safe in his strong arms. When he finally lets go, he says with a cute, small little smile that it was nice talking to me and that he'll see me again tomorrow. Then he turns and walks home. Only when he's halfway to his house I shut the door. I already miss his arms.

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