Disclaimer: I own none of these characters, plot lines or anything connected to The Hunger Games (This is just for fun and my first story which I'm writing at 5:16am just saying their will probably be some spelling mistakes) This is a Peeta/Gale story
You could notice the difference since the revolution; people seemed happier, free and more alive than ever before well everyone else did… things for Peeta had changed for the worst he'd lost his mind due to The Capitol and their Tracker Jacker venom based torture which still haunts him and then there was the fact that the only person he'd fallen in love with and been in love with for over 10 years had left him at his weakest and most vulnerable.
Peeta screamed his throat catching as he'd awoken from his sleep sweat soaking his clothes and bed sheets sticking his washed out blonde hair to his head. His throat caught as he realised he was safe, alone… but safe and the nightmare he was having was over at least for now.
Peeta pulled the grey cover down his aching body swinging his legs out of the bed and onto the cold damp wooden floor, he rose from the bed catching the bed poster as his knees buckled feeling weak from the sudden pressure caused by walking, he closed his eyes taking in a deep breath before his body motioned towards the bedroom door, turning the cast iron knob.
Peeta practically fell out into the corridor leading to all the other empty rooms in his house… his eyes locking with the bathroom door, he reached out his hand taking a few steps until his entire body started swaying his head began feeling fuzzy his eyes blurring as he collapsed onto the bathroom floor with a loud crack almost knocking his body out of consciousness, that was when he heard it… his name being called by a familiar yet strange voice.
"Peeta!" the voice exclaimed as strong tanned arms greeted his body pulling him slowly of the cold tiled floor and back into his bedroom and onto his bed Peeta's chest rose and fell rapidly unable to catch his breath as the tall figure muscular loomed over him with grey eyes looking down wrapped in concern "Breath Peeta, breath." He heard as a strong hand rubbed its way up and down his right arm in a calming and familiar fashion his breathing started to steady his eyes focussing and his mind becoming less fuzzy "thank you." Peeta breathed swallowing a dry lump in his throat causing him to cough in pain.
The tall figure stood up from Peeta's bed making its way into the bathroom and returning with a blue glass filled to the brim with freezing refreshingly cold water "thank you." Peeta spoke again taking the glass into his shaky hands and swallowing as much water as he could without taking a breath until the glass was empty "I mean it Gale… thank you."
Author's Note: I hope you like the story so far, I'll update when I can but you know I have a job and stuff gets in the way, this is going to be a multi chapter story so far I'm thinking about 15 chapters will be rated M for later chapters. Also, Please review so I know that I should continue with this story.