Disclamer: I do not own or ever will deserve these wonderful characters or the Hunger Games. The honor of that goes to Suzanne Collins the Great

Pairings

Katniss Peeta

Annie Finnick

Madge Gale

Prim Rory (Gale's brother)

Rue Vick (Gale's younger brother. Lets pretend her like 12)

And I might add more later to the story

Prim Pov

It was a sunny day and I was feeding Lady and brushing her hair. I was glad to have Katniss back, it aw nice to actually sleep at night. But every since she came back

from the Hunger Games she been acting differently. Yes she still sings sometimes and goes to the woods, but when she doe sing her voice cracks and she takes longer

times in the woods alone. I sighed. I know I should be grateful that she came back alive but you haven't heard her screams at night. I wish I could do something but I

can't. The only person who understands her is Peeta her fellow victor. He would sometimes come in the night and hold her until she falls asleep. I'd hear him murmuring

sweet things to her through the wall of her house in Victor's Village. I smiled thinking about him and Katnisss. He's good to her. She says it was all an act but I can see

past her front when she wakes up and call's Peeta's name-

"Hey Prim!" I'm pulled out of my thoughts by a familiar voice.

"Hi Rory," I beamed at him as he approached. Rory Hawthorne is Gale's little brother. He's a year ahead of me in school and used to hardly ever talk to me but since the

Reaping I couldn't imagine going anywhere without him.

Flashback

After saying goodbye to Katniss I ran to the meadow. I might have pushed people and knocked down some but that didn't matter to me I just kept running as fast as I could.

When I got to the meadow I collapsed on the tall grass. I remember when KAtniss and I would collect plants in here for mom or for food, we dance and since till the sun set and

shed carry me home. Sobs rocked my entire body till it hurt to breathe. Even the tears stopped flowing so I was just dry sobbing. She's gone. She's gone. She's gone-

"Hello?"

I gasped and turned to the source of the noise, sure it was a Peacekeeper come to punish me for being out here. But it wasn't it was a boy with dark hair and brown eyes-the

typical Seam look. He took a step closer and I realized who it was-Rory Hawthorne.

"Yes?" I answered back timidly. It's not like I was afraid of him or something, I was afraid of someone seeing me like this.

"Hey. I'm Rory," he says coming closer.

"Gale's brother," I said with a nod.

I tried discretely wiping any tears or snot from my face.

"She's gonna come home you know."

"What?" I asked

"Katniss, if anyone's gonna come home it's gonna be her," he answered so confidently that I had no choice but to agree. And for the first time today I smiled."Still grooming

that beast of yours I see,"he greeted.

I laughed. "Play nice," I scolded him, "Don't want any more shirts eaten now do we?"

"That was so not my fault," he cried. I laughed again

Rory Pov

She laughed again. Like tinkling bells.

She's so beautiful.

Whoa I thought Where did that come from

Madge Pov

My hands danced along the keyboard, my hands knowing where to go and my fingers knowing what to press.

The song I played was one I wrote. Lowly, angsty, yet happy. It was horrible.

It reminded me of him. Sad, haunting yet hopeful.

It's been a couple days since I found out what he did. What he did to me with her. He kissed her. He kissed Katniss. Even thou I'm extremely relieved to have my friend

back from the capitol it's sad knowing I'm losing Gale along the way.

But can I blame them? No.

They'd make the perfect couple. They're so similar and so close. And I'm just the mayor's daughter, the temporary replacement, the distraction until she came back.

And she did, that should be all that matters, but for me it wasn't.

Flashback

"Oh gosh! You're going to kill my piano," I laughed as I tried to pry his fingers off of the keys.

"Hey!" he whined, wrapping an arm around my waist and pulling me closer to him. "I thought you said I was getting better."

"Yea well turns out I lied.

"Oh really?" he asked with a mischievous smile,his arms tightening around me. My eyes widened

"Don't you d-"

So with his arm still around me he started to play. By pounding his fingers hard on random keys. It was loud and sounded horrible.

"Stop!"I laughed covering my ears as he continued to play. He laughed .It was a real laugh. And Gale hardly laughe. It sounded smooth and free; it was the only real music in

this room. A very high C note pulled me out of my thoughts as he kept playing.

Finally I couldn't take it any more. I pounced on him, pressing my lips to his, effectively knocking us off of the piano bench and onto the floor.

"What was that for?" he asked a little dazed and breathless.

"It was the only way to get you to shut up."I thought he actually cared about me, guess I was wrong. Tears dripped onto the keys.

Gale Pov

Madge. The mayors daughter. The strawberry girl. The one person I can't get out of my head. It's been a few days since we talked and it's been hell.

Flashback

"Madge what's wrong?" I asked as I neared her figure.

We were at the woods where we would normally meet.

She had her back to me. I knew she heard me but she didn't even turn or acknowledge I was there.

I put my hand on her shoulder but she shook it off. Okay now Im really worried.

"Madge are you okay?" I asked as I gently grab upper arms to turn her to me. And finally got a good look at her face. Her eyes were red and tears gathered, some even

managed to fall.

"Madge? Wats wrong? What happened to you?" I asked as I wiped her tears away. I didn't care that I sounded hysterical or acted like my mother. Whoever hurt Madge to the

point of tears were gonna with that they we're in the Games. Madge never let herself cry. I held her face in my hands but she just pulled away again.

"Madge what-"

"I saw," she said randomly and calmly, looking straight at me blankly.

What?

She then turned her back to me again and walk to the direction of the fence. I started to get confused and angry. I balled up my hands and ran after her.

"Madge what the hell?" I grabbed her shoulder.

She whirled on me and looked at me her eyes pointed and accusing.

"Don't fuck with me, Gale. You know damn well what I saw."

I stopped for a second. Madge didn't curse. She took the opportunity to snap her arm away and run to the fence, leaving me in the dust and confusion.

I didn't realize till later what she meant and ran to her house to beg for her forgiveness. The maid told me she wasn't home, but I knew she was lying. And when I didn't leave Madge's dad-the mayor himself-came out and threatened to call the Peacekeepers.

I groaned and shoved my face into my hands, pressing my fingers against my eyes. I was so mad that I punched a hole through the wall. I'm an asshole. No, I'm worse

than that. I betrayed her trust even when I didn't deserve her. I never really deserved her, not because she was the mayor's daughter, but because she's Madge.

Because she's beautiful and compassionate and caring and every good word in the freaking dictionary. Why she wanted to be with a Seam Scum like me, I don't know.

But we were happy. I was happy; truly all smiles and laughs for once. Even that was rare around Katniss. And I went and blew it. I didn't even tell her how much I

loved her. I miss her.

Katniss Pov

I love Peeta's cheese buns. They're all soft and delicious.

I was currently in Peeta kitchen downing a plate of his famous cheese buns as he worked on some dough bread thing.

I was sitting on the counter top next to his work station doing nothing. While he was working I couldn't help but notice little things about him. How his muscled arms

would flex as he knead the dough. How his eyes would narrow in concentration when he would measure the ingredients. Little things like that.

Peeta was baking some bread and pastries for the kids in the Seam. He's an angel like that. He was basically nice to everybody no matter where they came from or

what they did. Thank goodness for me. I know it's selfish but I can't seem to let go of the boy with the bread. He was purely made out of goodness and right now I

really needed some of that. Goodness I mean.

Ever since the games I've been haunted by nightmares and memories. And Peeta being the saint he was, was there for me through it all. He'd bake me my favorite

pastries when I was feeling low, he'd pull me out of my nightmares and murmur sweet things to me till I fell back asleep. Now he even stays with me throughout the

night so I can actually have a good night's rest. He was too good to me even though I hurt him, but I can't seem to let him go.

Flashback

Peeta and I were getting ready for bed at his house. Pulling down the covers and adjusting the pillows.

"I'm sorry," I said as I slipped under the covers. They smelled so much like him. Like soap and sugar.

"Katniss," he sighed, propping himself on his elbow to face me,"Stop it. It's fine."

"Almost setting your house on fire is fine?" I countered raising an eyebrow at him.

He chuckled. "Well maybe not 'lets try it again' kind of fine but at least no one got hurt. Besides it was my fault for letting you within 3 feet of the oven." There he goes again:

Super Peeta always making me feel better when I didn't deserve it. Never getting mad even when he has to put up with me.

Quickly I hid under the covers and the words escaped me before I can catch them: "Do you hate me?" I whispered

"What?" he asked pulling the covers off and reveling me.

"Do you hate me, Peeta?" I repeated, this time looking directly into his eyes. Emotions passed over them quickly. Shock. Confusion.

I felt tears pushing against my eyes, but I refused to let them fall.

"I mean I understand why you would. You have every right to-"

"Katniss," he said sternly, grabbing my chin and making me look at him, "I do not, have never, and could never hate you. Understand? And I don't want you thinking that I do okay?"

"B-But the Games and the train-" I felt tears slipping out freely now, remembering that day when I broke his heart, where I hurt the boy with the bread.

He looked pained for a moment and then sighed. He wiped my tears away. His hand on my skin like flames licking on glass. He hesitated for a moment then, moved his hand from my face and for a moment I thought that I missed it.

"Katniss I'm so sorry." Why should he be sorry? "I shouldn't have made you feel that way. It's my fault for letting my emotions get a hold of me. Please don't think I can ever hate you. It's true I was hurt but that's my fault. But I just gotta let it go."

Gotta let it go? Me? I though. After a moment of silence he said, "In the old days people would say. If you love something you gotta let it go. I understand it now. So this me letting you go." I nodded not really understanding. But I felt a pinch in my chest.

I never really understood those words. If Peeta wanted to let go who was I to stop him? But one things for sue: I didn't want to.

Peeta Pov

I looked at Katniss who had a faraway look in her eyes. I still loved her of course. I've always have. And when we were in the Games I thought…I sighed I needed to let go I loved her to try.

A/N

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Vick/Rue and Annie/Finnick are gonna come up soon. I was just excited to get this updated