Disclaimer: I do not belong the rights to these characters in my story... These belongs to the brilliant Susanne Collins.
PART 1: AWAKENED NIGHTMARES
1.
Nightmares. The constant screams of innocent children falling from my grip as I close my eyes and witness their dying… The capitol has destroyed my life. The creation of the games itself had brought on rebellion from the heart of district 12 and by bombing our district out we fought our way back again.
I'm the Mockingjay. My name is Katniss Everdeen, I'm 18 years old. I fought the capitol. I killed President Coin. President Snow is dead. My little sister Prim was murdered by one of Gale's bombs. Gale doesn't stay in touch, I've lost him…
I waited in the living room of my house in the Victors Village, hoping that Peeta would stop by like he promised me. We've gotten close over the past year, he seems less of a mutation now and more like the boy with the bread again. These past twelve months I have been getting monitored by Dr Aurelius, after all I did killed the new president. Everyone in the district seemed to keep their distance from me. The days seem to go past so slowly. It feels like a century ago that I volunteered to take my sisters place at the 74th Hunger Games reaping. All of this was for nothing. The reason I volunteered was to keep her safe. To let her become Panem's greatest doctor... Even I screwed that up.
The image of those bombs from the silver parachutes exploding in the air, I could still feel my grasp on the flagpole, looking down at my fingers, knowing how time suddenly went in slow motion as I saw Prim and recognised I was screaming her name to move. Her last word, "Katniss..."
My sister, torn from this world limb by limb helping the needy, rather than saving herself.
Pulling myself back into reality, her battered old cat Buttercup jumped into my lap. Every night I hear him whine and cry for her, but there is nothing I can do now. I just sit here in my father's old hunting jacket stroking a cat that I have become allies with over the past year. I can see Haymitch walking up from town with a bottle of white liquor in his hand. At least something is the same around here. Same old drunk Haymitch. My Mentor and now only friend. Peeta is more than a friend but even he can't keep the longing I feel for Gale. I miss Gale and our hunting trips as he is the only one I can really talk to. I see him occasionally on TV as he is a present of numerous documentaries for the Hunger Games history and various gameshows, that doesn't result in killings.
My mind worries from one thing, to the next. The nightmares I receive in my sleep are all about the Hunger Games. Cato being dragged away by mutations of wolves. The screams of the Jabberjays. Rue getting killed by Marvel the boy from District One. I wake up shivering longing for Peeta's arms around me. Though he doesn't trust himself to be with me. He still thinks he'll suddenly turn back into Snow's killing machine and destroy me for good.
30 minutes later
With a tap on the door and the smell of sweet cinnamon bread, I rose from my seat and gingerly answered the door. Standing before me was the boy I have fallen completely in love for... I stood up on the tips of my toes and pressed my lips against his. "Hi," I whispered breathlessly.
Peeta simply laughed before walking through my living room to the kitchen to dish up some of the bread that he had brought round for me.
"Katniss..." He said blushing as I walked into the room, shrugging off my father's jacket and hanging it over one of the wooden chairs that sat neatly under the kitchen table. I looked at him challengingly staring him down with my grey eyes taking a small step at a time, my hands carefully placed behind my back as I stared into his bright blue eyes that were swimming with emotion. The glimmer tears that were forming at the bottom of his eyes only glistened with beauty he pulled me into his arms and kissed me passionately, the kind of kiss that set my heart rate soar. The kind of kiss that set a fire in the middle of my heart longing for his touch. I drew my hands up around his neck pulling his body closer to mine to deepen the kiss when he sudden broke away. Pulling his face away from mine and stepping out of our embrace.
My name is Katniss Everdeen. And I'm madly in love with Peeta Mellark, The boy with the bread. The boy who has stolen my heart.