"Sweetheart you're going to have to face him sometime and since he is coming back to district 12 tomorrow I suggest you be there with me when I pick him up!" Haymitch hissed at me from across the oak kitchen table. "Haymitch he hates me know things are going to be awkward if he really wants to talk to me he knows where I live and how to knock" "But you see sweetheart that's where you're wrong. I've talked to him and he said the exact same thing. You are both as stubborn as eachother and if one of you doesn't grow a pair and talk to the other, the two of you are going to end up alone having nothing to do to past the time" He spoke raising his voice at the end so that he was shouting. "I'm going now. If he wants to talk to me he will" and with that I stomped out of his house making sure to slam the door behind me.

I marched across the Victors village to my house. My big empty house with just me and greasy sae but only when she's checking up on me. I think my mother put her up to this but maybe if she came to visit her only remaining daughter I wouldn't need looking after but no she checked out after Prim died AGAIN. Why is it that the people I trust always check out on me when I need them most my Mother left when my dad died, Gale left after Prim died and my Mother wouldn't come back and Peeta didn't come back.

I saw Peeta and Haymitch arriving at Peetas house. He looks stable but I still think if I was to show my face he'd have another episode and lash out.

There a knock on the door I answer and Haymitch barges in "My house now it's urgent" with that he stalks out to his house I follow him over. He closes the door after me and directs me to the living room that's when I see Peeta sitting there playing with his thumbs. "You two need to sort this out Peetas been back two weeks and neither one of you have said a word to each other now sort this out NOW!" with that he storms out and locks the door. Me and Peeta bother to try persuade Haymitch to open the door we both know he's not going to open it unless we discuss something.

I sit down on the couch opposite Peeta and he offers me a drink. Even after all this everything that happened he's still going to be a gentleman and offer me stuff, it would make it so much easier if he screamed and gave out to me until he couldn't talk anymore. "No thanks" I manage to whisper somehow. "Look Katniss we really need to talk about everything and now is as good a time as any" Peeta states his eyes not leaving mine. I swallow hard and begin to speak "You know I'm not at talking I've thought about coming over I just always chicken out in the end" I tell him looking down at my finger. "Katniss I know how I felt about you back in the games I'm told it went all the way back to when we were very young. I want to know did you ever feel the same way" He asks looking straight into my eyes, straight into my soul. "Not at first at the start of the games I thought it was all just a way to get sponsors so I played along but as everything played out I started to realise it wasn't all an act" I take a breath and raise my head to look at Peeta and see that he is watching me intently "When I realised I definitely felt the same was when they took you. Oh god Peeta I should of done more I really should of and don't say it's not my fault because it is. You shouldn't of been taken captive it should have been me. It's not fair Peeta you don't deserve this better yet I don't deserve you!" It's not until I'm done speaking that I realise Peeta is beside me holding me just like back on the train whispering in my ear something about how I'm wrong it's not my fault. That's the problem no matter how bad I treat him he's always going to act like it's nothing and everything's fine.