Two Weeks. It has been two weeks of pure pain, guilt, and sorrow. I haven't left my room in two weeks. Mom and Prim have constantly been trying to coax me out of my room, but nothing works. Every once in a while, I will look out of my window and see him outside; he no longer has that cheerful smile, or that sparkle in his beautiful blue eyes. Instead his expression gives off misery and despair.
How could I be such a ruthless and cruel person? Only caring about myself and how I will turn out. I knowingly lied to Peeta, out of pure selfishness. I know deep, deep down that I should go confront him. Apologize to him. But I'm to stubborn, and just can't force myself to do this.
All of a sudden the door creaks open, and in walks Prim.
"Katniss? Can I talk to you?"
"Of course 'little duck', what's up?" I say trying to sound as cheery as possible.
"Well… there's this girl I know, and she really, and truly, is in love with this boy." She explains, and then pauses.
"Okay, continue." I reply.
"The thing is… she is well… afraid of falling in love, because all of the horrible possibilities of heart break. She can't see past all of the minor troubles of falling in love with someone in a society like this. She doesn't understand that being in love, is the most wonderful feeling in the world, and that love is a force stronger than anything like society and government." Prim pauses.
"Well 'little duck', I'm not the best person for advice on love." I say then fall silent.
"Katniss, can't you see… that girl is you."
Her words echo in my mind, 'afraid of falling in love'. I zone out for a while, pondering on what this could mean.
"Katniss." Her voice snaps me back to reality.
"Prim... I – I really don't know what you're talking about," I stutter out. "I'm not in love with anyone."
"Katniss, it's obvious. You've been stuck in your room for two weeks. Depressed, miserable, lonely… You're in love with Peeta."
The room goes quiet, nothing and no one is making a sound.
Suddenly Prim breaks the silence by saying, "You know… he asked about you."
"He did!" I say, a bit more abruptly then I meant to.
"When I was picking up something from the bakery the other day he asked, how well have you been holding up since the games, and if you have had anymore nightmares. You know, he hears you screaming at night."
I am completely silent.
"Katniss, I think he's worried about you. I think he misses you." Prim says quietly.
"Prim, that's impossible. After what I told him: 'It was all just an act' 'I just want to forget about him and everything that happened during the games'. He probably can barely stand the thought of me." I pause and then say, "And now, I regret every word that I said. At first it was all an act... but while we were in the cave, everything changed. I didn't even realize it; and I'm to selfish to even have allowed myself to fall in love. The truth is Prim, I really do love Peeta."
"Katniss, that's great! Go talk to him, I'm sure he will –"
I cut her off, "Prim that's not possible. After all of the nasty and cruel things that I said to him… he will never forgive me." I say, now barely holding back the tears.
"Peeta has been in love with you since kindergarten. Of course he will forgive you. If you didn't realize that every single thing he said about you or to you in the games, is true. He will never get over you. And if you don't go and confront him… you both will probably be depressed and heartbroken for the rest of your lives."
"Prim… thank you so much! I don't know what I'd do without you." I say, the tears now freely falling.
"You don't need to thank me, Katniss."
We hug each other for a long time.
Then Prim says jokingly, "Now you better go hurry up and get ready so you can talk to Peeta."