Chapter one- his return

I sit and stare out the window that looks over victors village, all I do theses days is sit and stare. But life seems so pointless, nothing to live for. Until I saw him that day. There he was kneeling down outside my house. I just froze, I had to blink serval times to realise he really was here. He had been away for months and now he returns and he is outside my house. I slowly rise from my chair and take small steps towards the window. I gently lower myself onto the ledge by the window and just gaze at him. It takes me minuets to realise what he is doing he Is planting some flowers. I think it is pointless their is no space for beautiful flowers in my mind. I do not deserve to be happy and to see nice things. Until it registers in my mind those flowers.

Primroses the flowers my sister was named after. Prim. I see her in the flowers, I stare straight without blinking. I do not cry I don't think their are any tears left. I seem to be shaking, my mind picks up memory's of a tiny little girl with a pink floral dress on stroking a goat. Caring for it like the healer she always was.

"Katniss?" These worst shake me I was so lost in my thoughts I forgot he was their! "Katniss?" I look up to see he has rose to his feet and looks at me straight in the eye. I don't even notice I'm running up the stairs a million mile per hour up to my bedroom. I crave a small space it hid and I spot my wardrobe. I rip the cloths of the hangers and kick away the neatly folded shirts from my wardrobe. I sit and shake and hope he does not find me.

"Katniss" I freeze, his voice sends shivers down my spine. He slowly open the door the second he sees me he stops dead in his tracks. We have a short staring contest for a few seconds. I search for the ocean blue in his eyes, I search for the boy I once knew. I want to scream because I feel bad, guilty it's my fault he was torched damaged beyond repair. I want to apologise but I haven't spoken in months and I know speech won't leave my tongue. I hesitate as Peeta lifts me up out of the wardrobe. He cradles me like a baby in his arms. I can feel the security in his arms i remember the sweet, kind boy he was. Was. The thought scares me he is a mutt, a torched one and he wants to kill me. I try and scream but my voice is long gone. I thrash around in his arms but he won't let me out his arms. He opens the bedcovers to my bed and takes off my shoes he ignores the face I'm thrashing around and hitting him. He gently places the covers over me and whispers into my ears

"Katniss I'm not going to hurt you I promise, I'm better. I'm not the guy how strangled you. That wasn't me." He pulls the covers up to my chin and whispers "sweet dreams" he leaves without another word. It takes me time to realise that just happened but the events of today have tired me out so I close my eyes and let the nightmares in.

I wake up at 5:32Am I'm sweating and screaming. My throat is burnIng from screaming. I struggle to catch my breath. I had a dream that it was the 74 reaping again and Prim's name was called but I could speak i couldn't volunteer I had lost my voice, I was invisible and Prim had to go through the whole hunger games and she was killed by clove at the feast.

I drag my feet over the side of the bed and rise a little to quickly, the room is spinning before me and I collapse back onto the bed. I wait a for a bit until my mind goes straight. I rise once again and safely make it to the bathroom. I step into the shower and stand their for an hour why the warm raindrops spin down my hair and onto my body. Once I'm out the shower I dry off and put on a pair of plain black trousers and a comfy cashmere jumper my mother send from district four.

I slowly descend down the stairs and return to the chair I have been sitting on for the last few months. Greasy sae enters with twos loafs in her hands. She places them on the counter and starts frying me a egg. I'm so busy lost in my mind I don't notice Greasy sae speak. " that boy makes the best bread lucky he's back." She pauses for a little while "have you seem him?" She gives me a questioning look. I slowly nod my head. She raises one eyebrow and gets back to her cooking.

After I have have my breakfast sae cleans up and leaves. While I get back to doing what I do best these days sitting in the same wooden rocking chair and staring out the same window. I sit their for maybe four hours when I hear a knock on the door. At first I ignore it but this person continues to know so I trudge down the hallway and open the door. I open the door to see nobody, I turn my head from side to side but nobody seems to be here. I am about to slam the door shut in anger when I notice a pale green tin siting before me with a note on top. I quickly pick the tin and note and slam the door closed. I go back to the rocking chair with the tin in hand and decide to open the letter first

Katniss,

I know your favourite colour is green. I know you love cheese buns.

I know you probably don't want to see me by maybe we could meet up sometime?

-Peeta

My mind is burning with emotions. Is he better? Can I trust him? I discard these thoughts and return to the tin. I gently tug on the lid, and it reveals four perfect cheese buns. His memory must be returning but I still don't know whether to trust him. But I can't resist these cheese buns, I pick one up and take a huge bite and cram as much in as possible. The taste is divine I just want to eat theses all day. The taste reminds me of when Peeta and me were working on the family plant book. I would write he would draw. He would bring fresh cheese buns. Now seeing four cheese buns makes me sad and I start to sob.

I must have fallen asleep the sobbing tired me out. The night sky is dark with the crystal white stars peeking out. I see Peeta's lights are still on in his kitchen maybe he is making bread. I suddenly get very curious and I think it's time I went to speak to him.