Well I wasn't too happy once I finished reading the trilogy. Being the great writer she is, I had expected Suzanne Collins to add some details about Katniss and Peeta getting back together. Of course I was disappointed when this wasn't the case. She put us through all of their suffering after Peeta's hijacking and I think we deserved to know about how Peeta proposed. So I decided to give y'all my take on how the fought for each other once again :)
Disclaimer: I do not own the Hunger Games. Or Peeta, sadly :( If I did, a lot would be different. All characters belong to Suzanne Collins.
Ch1: Cheese Buns
Ever since returning from the Capitol, I'd been a mess. Greasy Sae cooked for me every day. Not that I ate. I mostly just picked at my food. Usually I spent my day laying in bed; I didn't sleep much, but when I did, I woke up crying and screaming. The worst nightmare I'd had came the day that Peeta had planted the primrose bushes outside my house. I dreamt that Snow tortured my mother, Prim, and Gale. I was chained to a wall, forced to watch without being able to help. Both the white floor and the white walls were covered in their blood. Gale was passed out after getting beat with a bat. My mother had cuts all over her face and blood running down her arms. Snow approached Prim, hold a throwing knife. He looked at me as he stood in front of her. A door to my right opened and two Peacekeepers dragged a dead body in. The hair was matted with blood and so wad the face but I instantly knew it was Peeta.
I woke up screaming, with tears running down my face. Whatever progress I had made was now gone. I curled up into a ball and just laid in my bed for a few day without sleeping. Sae came by every day and tried to get me out of bed, to no avail. I just lay there crying or staring at the wall. That is, until Haymitch paid me a visit. Greasy Sae must have told him I refused to get out of bed. He stood next to my bed glaring at me for a while. I didn't care enough to even look at him, so I just continued to stare at the wall.
"Katniss."
I still wouldn't look at him.
"For someone who survived two Hunger Games, and the rebellion, you're weaker than I thought. Don't you see how much that boy needs you?" Peeta needs me?
"He knows where to find me." I said without looking at him. He laughed at me, making me somewhat angry and finally making me look at him instead of the wall.
"Sweetheart, don't you see? That boy had come to you. Several times at that. All you have ever done is shut him out and push him away. Did you think he had nothing better to do than plant some damn flowers?" I didn't answer him. This seemed to make him angry. "Damn it, Katniss! You're being selfish, do you know that? If it were the other way around you bet that boy would do whatever he could to fucking help you!"
That's the last thing he said to me before leaving.
If the plan was to get me out of bed, it worked. A few minutes after he was gone, I decided to get up from bed. I went into my bathroom to shower and I looked at myself in the mirror. After 4 months, my hair hadn't grown much, but that's probably because I wasn't eating. It was up to my shoulders now, but in uneven layers. It was sticking up at the weirdest places due to how dirty it was. The scars on my arms were pretty bad, but somehow that didn't matter at this moment.
I ended up having to wash my hair three times to finally get it clean, and I was surprised by the amount of dirt that came off me. I wrapped myself in a bath robe and went to my room to change into clean clothes. Once I go into my bedroom I noticed my bed sheets had been changed and my bed had been made. Sae had been here while I was in the shower. I went to my drawers to look for clothes and ended up choosing a flowy top with some tights underneath. I wore no shoes as I went downstairs to my kitchen.
The kitchen proved the fact that Sae had been there. There was a pot that held squirrel stew. Realizing I was hungrier than I thought, I put some of the stew in a bowl and sat down to eat. As I was raising the stew to my lips I saw them. In the middle of my table, was a plate full of cheese buns. And they smelled amazing. I couldn't believe Peeta still remembered. It feels like a million years ago that I had told him how much I loved his cheese buns. My stomach growled and I picked one up. I moaned as I took a bite. They tasted amazing. I ended up eating six, except I ate them so quickly it was almost as if I had inhaled them. I ate a few spoonfuls of the stew and threw the remains out before washing my plate and spoon.
I went to sit back down on the chair. I wanted to go thank him but what if he attacks me again? I hadn't seen him since he planted the primroses. But even then I hadn't really talked to him. Or been close to him. Haymitch was right though; he tried. The cheese bunds were proof of that. I decided it was time to finally put some effort. It wasn't fair that he did all the work while all I ever did was push him away. I still found it hard to believe he needed me considering how well he was doing. He was selling bread and pastries to those who came back to District 12. He was even rebuilding his family bakery and it was due to open in less than a month. I rose from my chair and decided to try anyway. Haymitch may be drunk all the time but he knows more than he probably should.
I went to my pantry to retrieve a container to put some stew in. I wasn't sure he was going to like it but I couldn't just go empty handed. after I had filled up the container I walked over to Peeta's house, which was right across from mine; the walk didn't take long. His kitchen light was on, even though it was ten pm. He was probably trying out some new recipes. I paused at the door, unsure of whether I should be doing this. I rang the doorbell before I could change my mind. When he opened it he looked at me like maybe he was imagining me standing there and he had gone crazy. He was more beautiful than I remembered.
"Katniss?"
"Hi Peeta" I said while trying to offer him a smile.
"Would you like to come in?" He asked uncertainly.
"Oh, no thanks. It's fine. I just wanted to thank you for the cheese buns. I brought you some stew, too." The shock that came across his face shocked me.
"Y-you're welcome. It was no problem.."
"Well..I'll see you later" I said to him. There was so much I wanted to say to him, but I said nothing. I only smiled at him; more than I'd even accomplished in the few months I'd been here. I waved at him and turned around and headed home.
Once I was inside of my house, I noticed how cold I was. I quickly threw logs into the fire place and started a fire. I grabbed the blanket hanging on the back rest of my couch and sat cross legged on the couch closest to the fire place. I began to wonder what I was going to do. I needed Peeta, that much was obvious to me by the tugging I had felt in my heart as I walked away from him. But he actually had a life outside of me. And pretty soon he would also have his bakery. I had only gone hunting three times since coming back. And the last time I had ended up worse off once I got home than before I left. After that all I ever did was lay in my bed feeling sorry for myself.
Maybe he didn't even want to see me. Why would he after all? I was a monster who hurt people. I curled myself up into a ball on my couch, hoping that Haymitch was right, no matter how much he drank. I don't know what I would do if Haymitch was wrong.. but the cheese buns helped to reinforce what he had told me. At least Peeta was thinking of me, which was more than I had expected. That made me smile a little.
A/N:
Well it wasn't my best but here it is! :D It's difficult to write without having the characters be too OOC. There's only so wiggle room ya know? SO if Katniss or Peeta were a bit off..I apologize :( It's my first story I've ever uploaded.
For the next chapter I want to write what Peeta was thinking when he saw Katniss at his door step.. anyway, I hope you liked it! Pleeease review? :) I hope to hear from y'all! :D
-Ni
