Hey guys, I wrote this just now, and although I only just posted the first chapter, may as well give you the last part. =)

I don't own the Hunger Games (although it would be pretty epic if I did.)


Alright - Chapter 2: After


-two weeks later-

"Peeta... you're having another flashback. Please-"

"No! I- You're- You're a mutt!

"Peeta listen to me. You're having a flashback!"


His pupils dilate, until they return to their normal size, his expression is blank, but his eyes tell a different story. All I can see is pain in them.

"It happened again didn't it?" He mumbles.

All I can do is look at him, I'm speechless.

"I just want it to stop." He says, his voice clearly showing lament.

My eyes burn as hot tears threaten to spill over my cheeks. I swallow the lump in my throat, trying to prevent them from falling.

"I'm sorry. I-" he starts.

I notice his eyes are outlined with red, swelling with tears.

That is enough for me to just lose it.

"No! No, stop. It wasn't your fault. I- I-"

My knees buckle and I'm falling. Peeta prevents me from falling by catching me, I hug him tightly, sobbing and choking into his shirt.

"It's okay." He mumbles into my hair, over and over again. "Shhh."

Then I ask myself, why am I bawling? Peeta's the one who should be. It just goes to show how sensitive I am. One bad thing happens to him and I'm off. I just can't bear to see him like that, when he has a flashback. I quiet down a bit. I muster up enough energy to pull away from him.

"Just please… don't apologize for that sort of thing. It's not your fault and you can't control it."

"Okay…" he wipes the tears off of my face. Then I finally notice the bite in the breeze that is blowing making my skin crawl with goosebumps. He notices this and he pulls me in for another long hug, as soon as he puts his arms around me, the cold disappears. He keeps on murmuring things. But I completely shut off, my mind swirling in a pool of fear, an impulse runs through me, I pull away from him and crash into his lips, throwing my arms around his neck. The same warmth spreads to every inch on my body. But I can taste salt; maybe it's because of my tears. But they're not. I move my hands to his face, finding them drenched with tears. I wipe them away and his arms find my waist. I pull away just slightly,


"Stay with me?"

"Always."


He takes me into his house. He sits down on a couch, and I sit next to him. I rest my head on his shoulder and he takes my hand.

Things didn't go well before.

But I think I'll be alright.

Maybe things will be okay after.


Dat ending. Hey, if you don't want this to be then end quite yet, shoot me a pm. If you find it fine as it is, fav/leave a review! :) I hope you enjoyed this little- insight to 'After'. I liked writing this. I promise you the next chapter for "After" is coming soon, as well as another fan fiction.. I'll let you know more about that later. Welp! Until next time guys! =)

I wanna thank Safeandsound14 for being my first reviewer on this story! Thanks! :P