The First Flashback
Hey my fellow tributes!
Rating- T because the Hunger Games aren't a K series
Summary- Takes places after MJ but before the epilogue. Katniss and Peeta are together and have proclaimed their love for each other. But what happens when Peeta has his first flashback since they've been together?
I wake up and stretch my arm over towards Peeta, yet only to find an empty side of the bed. So I pick myself up out of bed, and make my way towards the stairs.
Cheese buns. I think to myself as the aroma fills the upstairs.
Just as I'm making my way down the first step, I hear a crash.
"Peeta?" I shout down.
Silences.
"Peeta?" I say, again, now walking down the stairs.
I come into the kitchen to find a pan on the ground, with four cheese buns around it.
I bring my eyes up further, only to see Peeta sitting against the wall on the floor, with his knees to his chest and his hands covering his face. I haven't witnessed one in a while, but I know what's happening. He's having a flashback.
"Peeta?" I ask him, my voice caution.
"Go away Katniss. I just need a second." He says. All at once this makes me sad, guilty, and mad, at the stupid Capitol. So I just take a seat at the table in the kitchen. When he's done, I'll be there to help him.
I just sit there and watch him gently rock back and forth, in the same feta-position. It pains me so much to see him in the state and it takes every fiber of my being to not rush to him and kiss him and tell him it's not real. But I know I can't and I have just have to tolerate it.
As the time passes, he starts to come back and his muscles seem less tense.
"Katniss?" He asks in a sweet, low, gently tone. Yup, that's my Peeta.
"Hey. You ok?" I ask him as if he were a child. Then again, he's just as brittle as one.
He nods his head. "Yes. Sorry, I just didn't want you to get hurt."
That alone felt like a sock in my gut.
"It's fine. It's not your fault." I say, stroking his head.
After a few minutes of sitting there, we were interrupted.
"I thought you were making food! What, did you forget about-" Haymitch cut himself off, seeing the mess on the floor and Peeta in his position.
"Oh. Err, I'll just go. You- you guys take care." I acknowledged him with a slight nod. But before he left he mouthed Will he be alright? I looked at Peeta, and then back to him then nodded my head.
He gave me a sad smile and left.
"Come on, Peeta. Get up." He brought himself up slowly. I wrapped my arms around his waist and leaned my head against his chest. He burrowed him head in my hair.
"I'm so sorry, Katniss. I just couldn't do it. It's very painful." I shushed him and we remained there for a while.
"I'm sorry I dropped the cheese buns. How about I make some more?" He asked, pulling away.
"It's fine, Peeta. How about we go out and get food? We can bring something back for Haymitch, or else we will never hear the end of it." He gave a faint smile.
We entwined our hands and walked outside.
"Katniss?" I turned my head towards his.
He gave me a peck on my cheek.
"Thank you." He whispered.
I nodded and we continued walking.
If I have learned anything from today, is that we can get passed any obstacle life has for us.
Okay, done! Read my other story, Conversation with the Baker's Song. My stories are gonna take a while to update, because for some reason my laptop is being stupid. So, might be a while till the update Cw/tB'sS.