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After Peeta came back it took us a while to get accustomed to each other; it was hard to hold each other's gaze, to talk or even be in the same room.
Greasy Sae tried to adjust our daily routines. She made breakfast at my house every morning and Peeta was supposed to join us, which he usually did.
At lunch we were up to our own devices, one day after I came back from hunting I found a note from Peeta inviting me to eat lunch at his place. After that I eat lunch at his place every day. For dinner Greasy Sae came back to my house and sometimes even ate with Peeta and me.
It was rare for us to miss meals but we rarely spoke.
Most of the time when we did speak it was Peeta's real or not real questions. When a question was too much for one of us, we simply walked away, literally…
There was an iron curtain between us. It had to come down but we were both scared.
One night that Greasy Sue didn't stay for supper so Peeta begun his questions earlier than usual.
"Your mom is dead, real or not real?" That was a heavy question for me. "Not real," I knew he was expecting an explanation from me but that was all I could answer so Peeta continued.
"You're mom feels like there's nothing to come back to, even though your here. Real or not real?" He hit the spot. I whispered my answer and stood up to leave "Real" he also got up and grabbed my wrist.
"Don't, don't leave. Not yet." His actions surprised me but I didn't argue, how could I? I owed Peeta all the answers he wanted, I owed him, not only because of how many times he saved my life or because how people hurt him to get to me.
I owed him more than that because I understood all his pain after the first hunger games. He suffered after he found my feelings for him weren't real. I owed him because I felt those feelings right now...
No matter how much I wanted the old Peeta back, he couldn't come back and that hurt me. I... I needed Peeta. I was that selfish so I had to answer and do what he wanted me to. I had to pay and suffer for not the loving my boy with the bread when I had the chance to.
"Peeta.." He hold my gaze as I said his name again. "Peeta"
"Katniss," As soon as he said it I understood the look on his eyes.
It was like a he pressed a button and I suddenly woke up. The sound of my name coming from his voice woke me up. "Katniss," he said it again with deep fondness. I had done the same to him when I said his name.
Who knew, the sound of each other's voice saying our names… that was it..
The iron curtain shattered.
That's all!
Pardon my laziness on not re-checking my horrible grammar :P
Hope you enjoyed it!
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