My nightmare was terrible, terrifying. I felt so stupid so silly that I was having dreams like this.. Katniss just wake up I mentally yelled at myself but I couldn't sleep dragged me in. I was in a dark room, possibly like a basement there was someone there hitting me, cutting me repeatedly. He sounded so much, no it couldn't be, and so much like Gale it was terrible. I was suffering, unable to speak. I was hanging by my wrists my mouth closed off by a piece of cloth. I tried my hardest to scream to call for help but nothing was working, nothing. It hurt so badly, I was so scared "SHHH don't move." my kidnapper said I was suddenly quiet trying to listen to what he could hear. He crouches in a dark corner waiting. "KATNISS!" I heard my name and I couldn't help but cry. I wanted to save him, to tell him to run, that it was a trap that he would end up like me. There he was creeping slowly, Peeta "I'm not going to hurt you I want to get you out of here." I was screaming now trying to push him away trying to make him run, make him flee. He was trying to save me and that's when it happened they shot him. My heart stopped no no no it wasn't true he wasn't dead.
I was awakened by someone hugging me abrasively my arms entwined around their neck. Who cares who it was I was just happy that someone was protecting me. "Katniss are you okay?" the voice was so familiar I pulled away
"Peeta?" I said weakly
"Are you okay?" he repeated
"It was so real I'm so scared Peeta." I said crying all over again.
I pulled him into me and held on with all my might
"It was just a dream Katniss, just a dream. Ok?"
I was shaking really shaking gripping his hand as if I was holding on for my life. He slowly laid me down brushing loose hairs from out of my face I found myself free of tears but still unsure and shaken
"Just relax Katniss." He said giving me a faint reassuring smile.
Peeta was so sweet, so loving. "How did you know? That I was having a nightmare I mean." I asked quietly. "Well I wasn't completely sure what was happening but you were screaming my name and I was scared and I just wanted you to be ok." I frowned "I'm so sorry for waking you up like this." He kissed my forehead. "It's fine." He began to get up before I caught his wrist "Wait, please don't go." I whispered. He sat back down serious and quiet. I tried so hard not to fall asleep; he stroked the back of my hand making it even harder for me to stay awake. He did the worst thing anyone could to at the moment; he closed my eyes with his pointer and middle fingers shutting me out from the world. I woke up with a weird aching feeling in my chest my hand was left hanging over the side of the bed cold and lonely.