Introduction
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN THE HUNGER GAMES OR ANY OF THE CHARACTERS IN IT, THIS IS SIMPLY A FICTIONAL WRITING WRITTEN FOR PURE ENJOYMENT. THANK YOU.
The last time we spoke was when I was in a meadow with my husband, Peeta Mellark, and my two children, Rose and Mitch playing in the field. Although this seems like it would be a great way for you to end my story, there is more to it.
Life was hard up until now, really hard. As you know, winning the rebellion and my love back was pretty nice. My happy ending, that many people of mine and other districts did not live to experience, came for me. I am happy, very happy.
After the rebellion was won, there was a lot that happened. I want you to know more of my story, not just the glazed over part. All the parts, good and bad. The period before here, when I was 17 (almost 18) and with Peeta.
Chapter One- After the Rebellion (Age 17)
I scream, tremble at my nightmare. It was Gale and Peeta dying next to each other. President Snow screaming at me because I could only save one of them. I chose Peeta, and Gale was killed with a vile of night lock. I wipe the tears off my face and look over to my clock, it reads 4:00 AM. I know I will not be able to go back to bed so I go walk in the garden of primroses that Peeta had planted for me. His arms were so defined that day in that sweat damp t-shirt he wore.
I look over at the many different colors as my eyes both start to water. How could someone take a young girl's life. Especially Prim, she was so young and innocent. I wish the bombs were never created in the first place. I look over and see Peeta also admiring the Primroses as he feeds some of the birds flocking around his house with some leftover bread pieces.
He looks at me and smiles, "Good morning, beautiful!"
I glance over at him, I feel the blush in my face start to form within my cheeks and am flustered because of my love for him. This came all so suddenly, but it feels amazing. Being with him is the best thing I have right now.
So all I could murmur out was, "Oh- um- Hi! Good morn-morning!"
I hear him chuckle as he jogs lightly over to me. He embraces me firmly and it sends a rush through my body. He is so cute. I sound like one of those girls who was madly in love with Finnick. Oh well, now I understood their pain.
"Why are you awake right now?", he asks me in a curious tone.
"I had a nightmare" I say.
"Oh, it's okay' he brushes his strong hands through my hair, 'I had one too, it's okay, I am here."
We just stand there for a while, him and I hugging, not wanting to let go of each other. The warmth breaks when he asks me if I would like to go make a cake with him, I say sure, even though I suck at making cakes.
Ever since our nightmares have started, Peeta and I have taken deeper interests in our hobbies, mine hunting, his baking. It is funny because we, both, are not good at each others, but we cope that way. It's nice to have something to calm you down when someone you love isn't always themselves.
Yes, Peeta still has his outbreaks. He is on medicine from Dr. Aurelius, which helps him a lot. He still is the Peeta I know. I just don't know when I can trust him and when I have to be cautious around him.
"Katniss is everything alright?" He asks me, worried, I can tell.
"Perfectly fine." I tell him sternly
"Katniss, so we haven't really discussed this ever since the ending of the rebellion, but where are we? Relationship wise, I guess?"
"Well, I am not sure yet, Peeta" I ask hoping he will say something else in return to make me feel better for my lack of words.
"Katniss, I don't know if I feel alright with us being in a relationship yet."