The wedding
I own no rights to the original story of The Hunger Games by Suzanne Collins. All rights belong to Scholastic and Suzanne Collins. This story is completely fan made except for the characters, locations, and objects introduced in The Hunger Games.
Part 1:
The proposal
"Hurry, Katniss!" Peeta yells as he tugs my arm trough the newly constructed seam taking me where the big wire fence used to be. I can feel his hands sweating against my green long-sleeved shirt. I can feel how tense he is in his grip. Never in my life have I seen Peeta Mellark so excited and nervous.
"Peeta, would you slow down?" I ask, "Where are we going anyway?"
"You'll see." he responds. We are passing the exact spot where the fence dividing district 12 and the woods was. There is still a slight mark on the ground that was left by the fence but is slowly being covered by the grass. As we enter the woods where I used to hunt with Gale, Peeta goes master as if escaping from a beast. The path is full of trees, branches, leaves, and animals. If I haven't been in the woods before, I would probably be tripping constantly, but I am the one who has to help Peeta once in a while since he is not as familiar with the terrain. I take my eyes off the floor to look at Peeta.
He has a determined, jet cheerful look in his eyes. Then I noticed that while his left hand is holding on to my arm, his right hand is holding on to the pocket in his pants as if was holding on to so meeting very important. I look at his shirt. It's the same blue polo shirt I got him for his birthday last year. He only wears it in especial occasions. He has only worn this shirt on my birthday and on the Christmas we spend with my mom. Why would he wear it to a simple trip to the woods?
I am so lost in my thoughts that I stumble over an old branch in the middle of the way. "Watch out!" Peeta exclaims as he help me to regain my balance. As I start walking again, I take a look at Peeta's shoes. They are not hiking boots, on tennis, but black, closed shoes. He must be killing himself walking on this terrain with that kind of shoes, I think. I know he is up to something, but I can't quite put my finger in it. Peeta starts to show down. We have been walking for almost an hour now, so I am sure if he is stopping because he is tired or if we have already arrived. I hear the sound of water rushing through rocks. I have been here before. This is the waterfall I used to go to when I was hopeless and scared, when I have nightmares, and when I felt that all of the people who died in the war, died because of me. I call this the waterfall of hope. The sound of the water always gives me hope, I don´t really know why. I have only shared this place with Gale and Peeta, but only Peeta know what it means to me. "We are here." Peeta announces. He takes me over to the edge of the waterfall for me to seat in a big, wet, rock, and stands in front of me looking the most nervous he has ever looked.
"Peeta, what are we doing here?" I ask.
"Katniss Everdeen," he starts, "I love you. I have loved you ever since I was five and I will love you until the grave. You have been the best thing that has ever happened to me. I have learned to trust you and Project you. I don't know what I would do without you." Now he is looking me directly in the eyes. "Katniss, I love you so much! I only want what is best for you and I will accept whatever your choice is, but I would be honored if you spend the rest of my life with me." Now he is kneeling down. I am shocked this is happening. I am almost screaming. A tear of happiness falls on my cheek. "Katniss Everdeen, will you marry me?"
As he proposes, Peeta grabs a bright red box out of his pocket and opens it showing me an especially made wedding ring. I am so stunned teas are flowing like crazy out my eyes. As I smile I nod to answer him and in a Saint whisper I say, "Yes." He smiles as he grabs the ring and slips it into my ring finger on my left hand. We both lean into the best kiss I ever had. It was soft and full of passion. It didn't feel forced or unfamiliar, it felt natural and pleasant. I wish this moment lasted forever, but it was only a couple minutes before Peeta finally moved away from me and gave me a smile. He helped me stand up and we held hands as we started walking back where we came from.
We started talking and Peeta proposed a small private wedding on the woods. I loved the idea so I automatically approved it. We walked home and saw the sunset together. Peeta brought a special cake for dinner. It is red velvet with strawberry filling, my favorite. We finally went to bed. Peeta wishes me good night and soon I drift off to sleep.