I woke up with my head on Peeta's arm. I sat up abruptly afraid, I turned to look at him, millions of years younger in his sleep. Just that boy from old district 12, who decided to save my life, my thought made me smile and I gently kissed his forehead. I laid back down facing him this time. Usually when woke up he did too but I could tell he had a troublesome time getting me to sleep so I didn't wake him. I stayed there tracing my fingers down his lips, his chin, and his neck. He jolted awake at this his eyes wide and confused.

"Sorry." I giggled

"It's fine." He sighed

We stayed like that for a while, staring at each other. His eyes were mesmerizing sparkly and noble. We probably would have stayed like that for a while if someone hadn't knocked on the door. I got up and promised him I would come back. I wasn't in a hurry to reach the door but the person on the other side was definitely persistent. I opened the door.

"Hey Catnip." said Gale

"Gale?" I asked stupidly thinking about how he moved to district 2

"Yes." He said impatiently

"Why'd you come back?" I asked

He picked me by the waist which made me squeal loudly "To come back and get my girl."

I smiled my lips so close to his. We were going to kiss I knew it. We were. There was a sound of someone clearing their throat. Peeta. I turned to see the hurt look on his face, Gale dropped me.

"Peeta," I said lightly

"No, it's ok. It's ok. I'm sorry I'm interrupting." He grabbed his coat and walked past Gale

I was mortified, what have I done.

"Katniss, come with me." I looked into his eyes and shook my head.

"I can't." I mumbled

"What?"

"I can't!" I insisted

"Why not? Is it because of him?"

"What does it matter to you!" I said pushing him out

"Katniss relax, you're making a mistake."

"Trust me Gale, I've made tons of mistakes, and you know what I'm happy for the games because if Prim hadn't been picked I probably would've made the biggest mistake of my life!" I yelled

"And what's that?" he asked calmly

"Being with you." I hissed slamming the door

"Catnip-"he began

"Don't call me that!" I yelled

I stood there at the door until I was sure he was gone, Peeta, is who I instantly thought of. How I broke his heart not for the first time but this time it was too much, after all he'd been through. I opened the door and walked over to his house and knocked on the door. He didn't answer so I climbed in through the open window of his bedroom, I searched the house but there was no sign of him anywhere. I opened the front door and walked out. Where could he be? I walked around a bit yet I couldn't find him. I walked to the square, to Haymitch's, even to the woods. And when I thought that he had walked far beyond district 12 I thought of the bakery. He was there facing the old bakery against the tree I once sat at, when I was hungry, that was my tree. He was crying and I could hear it. My heart dropped thinking about how I had broken his heart way too many times. I sat behind him,

"Peeta?" I said quietly

His breath hitched, he wiped his tears with the sleeve of his jacket yet he never looked my way.

"Peeta I'm sorry."

Still no response

"I'm not going, I'm not going to leave you, I'm not going to do that."

"Why not." He asked

I laid my head on his back; he'd said that in the first games when I told him I wasn't going to leave him. I sighed.

"I'm so sorry."

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