Gone With The Wind
Chapter One: Perfect Harmony
By: Angelcandy55
Hey everyone! Okay this is a Hunger Games story (obviously) if your searching in this section of Fan Fiction! :) This is a PeetaXKatniss looove story! Enjoy please R&R
I combed through the knots of my damp hair. I stared at myself in the mirror with dull eyes. My gray eyes stared back, seeping into my skull. Tears strolling down my olive skin. The window burst open a cold gust of wind blew into me, my flower print green silk nightgown shook sending shivers down my bare arms and calves. I breathed as a soft white mist clouded around my mouth, as I scampered towards the window slamming it closed angrily. I had nothing to live for anymore, I was going back to the Hunger Games. I was going to die. I was tired of crying alone, my vision was fogging and my eyes were soar. I wiped off the beads of water left on my olive colored skinned forehead. I coughed into my hand and when I looked down I saw an oily red substance as I yelped. When I looked back down it was gone, my mind was playing tricks on me. My frail hand pushed back the little snippet of hair hanging by my ear. Oh yeah I've heard of Katniss, she won one of the Hunger Games, but this time she's gonna die! They would say in the Capitol as my stomach lurched foreword. I could hear footsteps outside, as the hairs on the back of my neck stood up straight. Who would want to see me, the poor little pitiful girl doomed to die. I bowed my head down shamefully sitting down on the porcelain toilet. The figure walked towards me, their eyes beaming down on me. The figure places a peachy colored warm hand on my shoulder.
"Katniss, don't get so stressed out. Ya your the only female winner but I will volunteer to fight in the Hunger Games, if I'm picked or not I will save you" the male whispered to me gently wrapping his slightly stocky arms around me. Those kind words could only belong to Peeta Mellark. I smiled slightly in the corner of my mouth. As a long for warmth rippled through me as I embrace him tightly sniffing his aroma of warm fresh bread and sweats.
"Peeta I can't ask you to do that" I said meekly releasing from the hug my resting my pounding head on his chest. " And Peeta I'm so scared everyone is going to go after us" I said chocking back my tears. He swirled his thumb around my cheek comforting
"Don't worry I will find a way to make us both live" He said planting a kiss on my forehead. I shivered slightly feeling sparks trickle down my spine the kisses during the 74th game were never like this. He gave me a comforting squeeze but his face looked frustrated, trying to form some sort of plan. I bit on my bottom lip I was not going to let Peeta sacrifice himself for me, but I had to take care of Prim and Gale can't support two families. Gale could barely take care of his own family. I knew what I had to to do. I have to escape, with my family and Peeta's even if his mother was a witch... Angst filled my heart as I placed my hand there, Peeta's chin resting on my head. I tilted my head up and kissed him on the lips. There were no fireworks this time, sparkles, nothing clicked, it was just a moment of peace. Five seconds of perfect harmony nothing went wrong. As our lips parted my gray eyes widened while they were engulfed into his beautiful blue ones.
"I love you" we both echoed in union. As a smile curled up on my lips, I would do anything for him.