Today was twenty years from when Prim died. I was in my room crying. Peeta has been trying to comfort me all day but I wouldn't let him. He is way too good for me.
The only one who could comfort me is the one who destroyed me. So I did what I vowed I never would do. I got up, wiped away the tears and picked up the phone. I dialed his number from district two.
It rung three times and then I heard a gruff, saddened voice on the phone say, "Hello?"
"Hi, um is this Gale?" I ask.
"Ya, who is this?" He replies.
"Um could you meet me in district seven tonight?"
"Um sure…" Then I hung up, I couldn't talk any longer I was about to cry.
I tell Peeta I will be visiting with Annie, to see how she is doing because it has been twenty years for her losing Finnick. He gives me a kiss to the lips and then asks me if I would like a ride to the train station, I decline. I tell him that I need the fresh air but being perfectly honest I don't want to disappoint him when I go to district seven instead, it would just lead to too many questions.
I get on the train and sit all the way to the back of it. I think of what I am going to say to him, I cry thinking I'm the reason for so many people's death, and I think of Primrose and Finnick. I cannot believe this and then I think of
Haymitch, how he has been dead for little over three years now. I think of how he mentored me, how he saved my life many times, and I think of how even though he was a pain in the butt, I love him as a daughter would love a father. I just wish I could have told him that before he died. I mean it was his time, just not mine to let him go. The train stops but it is only for district nine. One more stops and I'll be there. The first time I have seen him in twenty years. I don't want to see him, I need to, and it will give me closure. I take a small nap because it is a pretty long ride from district nine to seven.
When the train arrives, I am there waiting for his train to pull in. I sit on the bench for about an hour when his train pulls to a stop. When he gets off, I see him before he sees me. He is gruff looking, he has scruff on his face, his hair has blackened with tips of gray, he looks stronger than he did the last time I saw him. He is wearing a button up top with short sleeves and tight, ripped up blue jeans. Through his short sleeves I see he has gotten a tattoo of Prim's name, her birthday and death date. All in all he looks sexy. He sees me and runs up to me and envelops me into a bear hug. I literally cannot breathe anything else but his cologne; it smells of the woods we used to hunt back before I volunteered and all the events following. Before I know somehow my lips are connected with his. Stop it Katniss, this isn't what you came here for. Stop it. But I don't want to stop it our lips are in sync and I can't stop it feels so nice. Never have Peeta and I kiss felt this good. I start feeling dizzy.
We don't break away from one another for at least five minutes. That's when the feeling of guilt starts seeping in. I didn't come here to make out with him, I came to get closure. What am I going to tell Peeta? Will I tell Peeta? What am I going to do with this friend that I've had feelings for forever? Or should I just act like this never happened? It doesn't matter right now because we are kissing again.
"Katniss? What are you doing?" No it can't be. The man who was my best friend, my mentor is here in district seven but who is the man next to him. I squint my eyes to see when *thump* something hits the back of my head and all I see is black.