Star-Crossed
Disclaimer: I do not own the Hunger Games, but I wish I did. This fanfiction is strictly for entertainment purposes only. The plot is mine, but I don't own any of the characters or novel concepts.
Summary: AU. 1800's. Katniss and Peeta are both being forced to marry people they don't love.They fall in love with one another, but are trapped by their circumstances. What will they do? Will they marry the people they don't love? Will the run-away together to begin anew? Will they marry those they don't love but then still see one another?
Prologue
My hair hung around my face, dripping with the rain that pummeled me. I wasn't supposed to be here. I hated being told what to do. I wasn't going to be told what to do any longer.
I was relieved that my tears were mixed with the rain, making it impossible to tell I was crying at all. Crying meant weakness. I was not weak. No matter what HE thought. I was not weak.
I felt his presence immediately. The electricity that shot through my skin warmed my cold soul. I knew he would come. I knew he would defy HER as well. I knew he was as miserable as I was. He could not stay away from me anymore than I could tear myself away from him.
I felt his strong arms encircle my waist and pull me back against his strong body. He turned me in his arms to face him. The downpour causes his blond hair to cover part of his face. I reach up and brush it back to reveal those magnetic blue eyes that always drew me into their depths.
He stares straight into my eyes and then brushes my cheeks. He can tell I have been crying. I hang my head and he gently pushes my chin up so he can look into my eyes – I shiver at the intensity in his unwavering gaze.
He leans in and kisses me. It starts out sweet, slow, but quickly turns passionate, desperate. We drink each other in and only pull back to catch our breath. He keeps me tightly against him and brushes my waist – touching the small amount of skin he has exposed. My entire body is a live wire. Every inch of my skin that Peeta touches causes fire to spread through my bloodstream. Fire. Intensity. Passion. Love.
"Katniss, you can't…you can't marry him. You belong with me." His words are deep, sexy, his voice gruff. His words fill me with heat and course through my entire body. He wants me. He loves me. He needs me as much as I need him. I know this. He knows my feelings as well, but I still have to tell him. He needs to hear the words. We are going to be breaking the law…we may also be destroying our families. I no longer care…in this moment, I cannot think about the consequences of our actions. I can only think about living my life without him with a man I do not love. I cannot live that life. I refuse to live a life like that when I can have the man I love. The only man I will ever love is standing right in ftont of me. My heart is his. He knows this.
"You cannot marry her either, Peeta. I cannot even think about you with someone else."
At these words he pulls me even more securely against him, causing both of us to groan loudly. He kisses me again with newfound urgency. I know I will not do what my mother wants and I know he will defy his parents as well. We belong together and nothing is going to stop us now. We will have to run away, but I do not care. I do not care at all as long as we can be together. Everything else that used to matter to me has ceased to matter in this moment.
He stops kissing me and pushes our foreheads together. His voice is soft and gruff with passion. "Never will I love anyone the way that I love you. We will have to run, Katniss. We can never look back." His voice is desperate, intense, and so…real.
"I know." I tell him. I know this and I do not care. All I know is that I cannot be without him. I pull him into the safety of a cave-like structure. He pulls me against him once again. I feel his hot breath against my neck. His hands are everywhere. Caressing my back, holding my hands, touching my face…
I need to voice my feelings. He needs to know. "I cannot lose you, Peeta. Stay with me."
He stares deeply into my eyes. "Always." He answers me before we get lost in our passionate embrace. Nothing else matters except Peeta and me.
I wish I knew then that my love for Peeta Mellark would change the course of everything in my life. I wish I knew, but even if I had known, I know it would not have changed anything.
I know this is short, but this is just the first little teaser to see what interest is out there. I have the next two chapters written and if I get enough interest I will post them ASAP.
Thanks and please review and let me know what you think.