Hi! This is my first one shot and my first Hunger Games story, so be prepared. This is a songfic based on the scripts "For the First Time". It reminded me of Peeta and Katniss' relationship. I hope you like it!
Disclaimer: I don't own 'The Hunger Games' or 'For the First Time'.
She's all laid up in bed with a broken heart
While I'm drinking jack all alone in my local bar
And we don't know how we got into this bad situation
Only doing things out of frustration
Trying to make it work but man these times are hard
After I came back to District 12 I almost couldn't stand to look at Katniss. She was so upset, sometimes I wondered of she was really alive. For months she sat here, looking into space. Alone and heartbroken. God, she had lost so many people that she cared about. But me? I was in District 13 trying to regain my sanity. I wanted to make sure I didn't, you know, try and kill her. Neither of us had the best time this winter, but somehow we made it through.
She needs me now but I can't seem to find the time
I've got a new job now in the unemployment line
And we don't know how we got into this mess this is gods test
Someone help us cause we're doing our best
She needed me around and I needed her around. But we could never find the time or reason. I was so scared I was going to hurt her, go crazy and stick a knife through her chest. And from what I can tell, I already did horrible things I'll always regret. She was scared of me and that hurt worse than anything. We were in a mess, getting closer to ending everything each day. We needed help.
Trying to make it work but man these times are hard
But we're gonna start by drinking old cheap bottles of wine
Sit talking up all night
Saying things we haven't for a while
We're smiling but we're close to tears
Even after all these years
We just now got the feeling that were meaning
For the first time
Our need for a friend, for anyone became to great and we lost all fear. Of course I had to hold back that crazy side of me from time to time, but we made it work. We no longer had to sit at an empty dinner tables, staring at our plates. Some days we would just sit together, no words were even spoken. Just the comfort of each other being there, it was so different and so good.
She's in line at the door with her head held high
While I just lost my job but didn't lose my flight
But we both know how we're gonna make it work when it hurts
When you pick yourself up you get kicked to the dirt
Katniss wanted so bad to be her strong, badass self. The first day she went to the woods again, I have to admit, I was a little worried. But she was becoming herself day by day and she wouldn't take my worries. She left and didn't come back home till near dark. I couldn't help but smile when I saw her, looking almost normal again. I knew it hurt to live where Prim use to live and walk the streets where so many of our dead friends walked, but it was like getting in a pool of cold water. We eased into it and I knew it wouldn't be the same, ever, but it could be close.
Trying to make it work but man these times are hard
But we're gonna start by drinking old cheap bottles of wine
Sit talking up all night
Saying things we haven't for a while, a while yeah
We're smiling but were close to tears
Even after all these years
We just now got the feeling that were meaning
For the first time
And suddenly, something had happened. We became best friends, we were always together. It felt like that without her being there I wasn't…whole. Katniss was all I had and I was all she had. And it almost felt like in the arena again. When I felt something for her that I could only call love. But it was something more. It was a need to be with her, to protect her, to stay by her side. So when we started taking our need out in physical things, I couldn't help but smile. Kissing her, it reminded me of all those night in that arena. Except this time it wasn't for Panem or to stay alive. It was for us and for the first time, I knew it was more than survival.
Drinking old cheap bottles of wine
Saying things we haven't for a while, a while yeah
We're smiling but we're close to tears
Even after all these years
We just now got the feeling that we're meeting
For the first time, for the first time
Oh, for the first time
Oh these times are hard
Yeah they're making us crazy
Don't give up on me baby
Oh these times are hard
Yeah they're making us crazy
Don't give up on me baby
Oh these times are hard
Yeah they're making us crazy
Don't give up on me baby
Was everything great? No, of course not. We still had a lot to do and a lot of process to make. But I hoped that, this time around, we could really help each other. There would always be doubts about her in the back of my mind, no question about It. And she would always have moments when she wondered if her life was worth all of the pain. Yet, for the first time, I felt okay. We could do it.
Whoa that was bad. But review please?