-Katniss is alone in District 12. She needs some comfort if she is to feel half human again. The death of Prim has hit her hard, and being alone has only made it worse. Will she realise how much she NEEDS Peeta? Read and find out. Gale returns, a new arrival and a burial for Prim(only where will it be, Capitol? Or home?) Plus a lot, LOT more! Sadly, i can't give too much away! I hope if you continue to read and hope you will enjoy Katniss and Peeta's continued story! Dont forget to leave a review for each chapter you read to guess what will happen next. Lets see who gets the closest! Much love! Shunice x

It was burial day.

Some of the bodies that had been left behind had to be buried in the grave yard just on the other side of the seam. I stared at my hands, scarred from the burns, my finger had a small dent from the constant use of my bow and arrow. The priest said a prayer to everyone, even though he probably didn't know half of the people here, or half of the people being buried, he put on a grim face like he was loosing one of his best friends. I swallowed as a woman dropped to the floor next to me, sobbing her heart away as she stared at her daughters head stone. The head stone read:

Carly Humphry,
Loving daughter and friend.

And that was it, that was all she had to show for her short life here on this planet. I grimaced and looked away from her crying mother. Even though the person that i was grieving for wasn't here, it didn't stop me thinking about her.

We all tried to move on.

We all tried to forget.

Pain, suffering, it all stayed behind to haunt us. It smothered you at night, enclosed your heart and made it hard to breathe. It was the screams that shook you from your slumber; it was the nightmares that filled your mind while you slept. I watched as a mother cried over the death of her family, burying her only daughter, banishing her body to the ground for eternity.

No one had to die.

No more blood was supposed to be shed. No more innocent lives taken away, no one knew what they had coming to them.
When I wondered back into the house I felt cold, as though something had woken inside me that was dark. I will never forgive myself. I stare myself down in the mirror. It was hard, looking at myself in the cracked mirror. I wasn't the girl i once new, reaching up i touched a little scar under my chin.

All of these lines across my face tell you the story of who I am. It's a story about pain and also about suffering. So many stories of where I have been. So many faces' that I have seen. Now I must forget all of these stories and all of these faces because they don't exist anymore. These faces help me to heal; they help me see what needs to be seen again. But these stories don't mean anything when you've got no one to tell them too. I am a grain in a sea of sand, a droplet in an ocean.

I can still smell her. She is everywhere I go, everywhere I look she is there, or once was there. I stare at my hands and I can imagine her hair running through them. When I close my eyes her blue eyes shines through to me, her smile always made me feel better, but now all I feel is tears building in my eyes.

"Katniss." Prim says, her eyes full of fear, almost glad to see me, but sad to see me also. I run to her, just a few more steps. But she is slipping farther away. All the while her last word, my name, rings in my head.

"Katniss." I dart out of bed and pin the attacker to the wall. She smelt of the earth and was shaking under my grip. I was the predator and she was my prey. "Katniss it's me, I'm just checking to see you're ok." The woman said, her voice a small croak.

"I don't believe you, you're here to kill me, just like everyone is." I growl and push harder onto her throat; she gurgles and takes in a sharp breath.

"No one is going to kill you." Her voice was familiar. I had a flash of her face in the dim light escaping under the bathroom door and stumble away from her. She fell to the floor, gasping for breath.

"Greasy Sae?" I ask, not sure if it was safe or the capitals game.

"Yes." She said uncertainty edged in her voice, rubbing her throat as she slowly got back on her feet. "Katniss, it's been 5 months, the Games are over, you're safe." She walked over and hugged me tightly. I can feel her warmth slowly pouring into me, I can feel her love filling me up.

There are so many stories of where I've been, there are so many lights I can't turn off. I just need to move on from everything, I need to feel secure. But everything of this house reminds me of her. I've never felt so alone. Mam is in district 13, healing, working, not being here for me like usual, but now I need her more than ever. Gale is gone, working, helping, probably falling in love with a girl who looks nothing like me.

Peeta.

I can't even remember the last time I heard his voice. He's been gone for so long, back a district 13 for some test, to see how he progressing. I forget how many months it's been since he left. I feel so empty without him here with me.

My story is with Peeta, when he's not near, my story is missing all of its words. I am a book full of empty pages without him. With him, just for a little while I can forget.

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