Peeta's Story
We got back to District Twelve after the bombshell Peeta had dropped at our last stop of our victory tour. Gale was going to kill me. He was. The feast in District Twelve was the most elaborate I had ever seen, except he wasn't there.
Well Forget, him. If he couldn't understand what was happening, then… Ugh whatever.
Peeta came up to me and we danced some of the capital dances for the people of District Eight. He held me close. "He didn't come." Peeta whispered. "Hell of a cousin. You'd think he would be happy for you."
I laughed a little and leaned my head on his shoulder. "He's moody."
"You know I meant what I said when I asked you—
"Yeah, I know." I interrupted my face coloring crimson. I felt horribly that this was all so superficial to me, when what he felt he felt so deeply. "I just wish…"
"You just wish you loved me too." Peeta finished for me. "Want to know what I wish?" He asked looking at my eyes. " I wish you could be happy with whomever you wanted to be with. That whether it were me or Gale, you could just be free."
I smiled and held him closer kissing his cheek. I mean it wasn't that I didn't Love Peeta. I did, I just wasn't in love with him… I wasn't in love with anyone. I stroked his cheek and smiled. "You could make me happy." I said.
Then he kissed me long and deep. A thrill shot through me and not since the cave during the games did I feel anything like it. I wanted more. Then suddenly I was keenly aware of the Camera's and eyes that were locked on us, and I slowly disengaged our embrace. "I think we need to go sit down." He said with that winsome smile of his. I held his hand and moved to sit at our table.
A few weeks later my house was a flurry of activity. President Snow had announced our wedding at the Capital during the feast, and things in District Twelve had taken a turn for the worse. The rift between Gale and I widened. The Lashes to his back had served to keep him away from me… well that and the fact that the mines were keeping him under for much longer. I never saw him anymore, and Peeta… I saw all the time.
Well... since that kiss at the feast… I can't help but see him so… differently. I had started to think of him as mine. He was my Peeta. We spent more and more time together, which he didn't really mind.
But that particular day, the wedding gowns had arrived from the Capital, and I panicked. This was getting real. I needed to get out of my house. So I grabbed my gear and headed out. As I headed down the road I saw Peeta coming in my direction. He smiled and my heart tripped over itself. "Hey," I said
He smiled and handed me a cheese bun. "I was just coming over to see you."
"I wouldn't go in there… The dresses have arrived." I said as I took his offering and we headed back in the direction he had come from. "What are you up to?"
"I wanted to spend the afternoon with you." He said, and I smiled because as much as I needed to be alone. I didn't mind having Peeta with me.
"Lets go where we can be alone." I said and lead him to the weak section of the fence. I crossed, and looked back to see if he would come. He paused. "Coming?"
"What if the fence turns on while we are gone?" He asked.
"Hasn't been on in years." I stated.
"But security has gone up." He insisted.
"I want to show you something. It's where I used to go with my dad." I stated taking his hand. He followed me and I smiled at him. I led him to the lake where my dad and I swam and fished.
We spent the afternoon fishing. It was too cold to swim, but I liked just sitting silently with him. Then he brushed my hair back and kissed me. It warmed me to the core. "Katniss… Do you really want to marry me?"
I nodded, my mind in a fog. "I just wish it wasn't in front of cameras and people we don't care about."
He looked over at the cinderblock hut that Dad and I always used. "So let's get married, District Twelve style." He whispered and I followed his line of sight.
"Now?" I asked.
He nodded, "On our terms."
I smiled and stood up taking his hand. He smirked and lifted me up into his arms and carried me. I worried his leg might give out but he did it. He carried me to the threshold and I sang the wedding song. We stepped over the threshold and there was a scrambling in the darkness. Our eyes widened, and Peeta put me down so that I could reach my bow and arrow. "Who is there?" Peeta asked.
"Don't shoot, we're friends." Came a woman's voice from the shadow. "We're cold and hungry and are no match for you."
I put my weapons down and headed for the dry woodpile in the corner and started a quick fire with matches I had brought. Two women came to light, huddled in the corner of the hut. They wore peacekeeper uniforms. "We had to turn off the fire when we saw the two of you reach the clearing. District Eight is not as cold as here, and we didn't want to use all of our matches."
"But you are peacekeepers." Peeta stated.
They shook their heads. They told us they were Twill and Bonnie, and that there had ben a Revolt in Eight. They were trying to make it to District Thirteen. "Thirteen?" I asked.
"They were obliterated." Peeta stated.
"We don't believe it, we think they are hiding." Twill stated. They explained their theory and their proof and began to think back to what they were talking about. There may be something there, but I wasn't sure. I gave them all the food that I had brought with me and looked out of the door.
"Peeta, we should go, it's getting dark." I stated
"Yeah, we can finish at my house later." I stated.
I blushed and pushed on. No matter how I know that I have started a revolution, and I was a rebel leader. In my heart and mind I was married… District Twelve style, and I was going to consummate it with Peeta tonight.