Have you ever imagined Peeta acting cold towards Katniss? No? Well here you go. The events after the 74th Hunger Games during the Victory Tour. This is my first fanfiction so please go easy on me.
"Peeta, say something," Katniss pleaded as they were in the train on their Victory Tour after the 74th Hunger Games.
Peeta was facing towards the window of the train while Katniss was sitting in front of him and staring at him. His right hand on his chin while the other was hanging on the armchair.
"Peeta," she whispered. She was feeling bad for what she did to him: lying to him in the arena, playing with his feelings, making him lose his leg.
He turned his head to face Katniss who was looking straight into his eyes. He was angry, but not her but himself. For getting tricked in the arena, how stupid he was to think that Katniss, the Girl On Fire to easily fallen for a weak baker like him. "What do you want me to say?" He asked, his voice hollow.
"I don't know. You're the one who's good in words," she replied without thinking. Somehow she wanted to take her words back.
"I have nothing to say right now." He turned his head back towards the window.
She continued staring into his blue eyes. They used to be beautiful, calm as the sky and so deep that she thought she could get lost into them forever. But now they are empty as the void and full of anger. It was her fault. "Look, I'm-" she said but the train finally stopped at District 4 and the words she wanted to say stuck in her throat.
Peeta stood up and walked towards the door wordlessly, she followed behind him. They stopped to take a deep breath near the door. Both of them were nervous but she knew that he wouldn't screw things up.
Then she saw Peeta extend his hand to her, "One more time," he said, "for the audience?"
Without any hesitation, she grabbed his hand tightly, to know how good it feels to entwine their fingers together again after a few weeks after the Game. It felt like months for her.
As they exited the train, they were welcomed with cameras and a group of screaming people. Most of them screamed, "Kiss her, Peeta! Kiss her!"
What would Peeta do? Leave her in the group of people alone? Or kiss her with a half-hearted kiss? Read the next chapter. Read and review please. Thank you.