Even with the very few reviews I have received, I can already tell that this is going to be slightly controversial. A few of you have already been pretty vocal about the fact that you think that Gale would never hit Katniss, and I agree…sort of.
Let me explain. I believe that Gale would never contemplate striking Katniss—he does love her after all. We all know that. But I just don't think that their personalities compliment each other enough to be married, to shoulder the burden as large as taking on the responsibilities of married life and a family. I think that Gale would feel like he had to take over everything. And in his attempt to make sure everything was taken care of, he would over-step a little, controlling little things about Katniss, things of that nature. And if things didn't go his way, then they would fight, adding to the stress and causing him to sometimes lash out at Katniss, as, in his mind, it seems to be her fault that everything isn't going as planned. I plan on making this way more complex than just, Gale is an evil wife-beater. It's not like that at all.
So, I will continue. The story is not going to be chronological, but I will always let the reader know what is going on. Just a little, hey, you should know this kind of thing. :)
Anyways, thank you so much for the reviews, all of them! I love hearing everyone's opinion, negative or positive. Compliments and criticisms are always welcome here. Now, on to chapter two! Happy reading!
Chapter 2
"Uncharted Territory"
Three days. Only three days and I will no longer be Katniss Everdeen. I will no longer live in my home. The whole marriage thing raises so many questions for me. Will I still be me? Will changing my name change my identity? Will getting married change mine and Gale's relationship? What will it be like living in a house only with Gale? Will he be mad that I can't cook?
Everything has just gotten so confusing, but I don't want to back out. I don't want to tell him that I don't want to get married. I could never break his heart like that. I know that he loves me. I'm just nervous.
I take a deep breath, trying to reassure myself that all of these questions are just the nerves talking.
I sigh, putting on my shoes to meet Gale in the woods. My heart seems to beat a little bit faster as I think about how our visits have changed. While we may hunt most of the time, a fraction of our hunting time is spent doing…other things. Well, not those things. I can't say that I feel ready for those things just yet.
After crossing underneath the fence, I find Gale sitting on a fallen log waiting for me in what we have deemed "our spot." A big smile spreads across his face and my heart jumps a little. He stands up, wrapping me in a quick hug before pulling back to plant a kiss upon my lips.
"Hello, Katnip. Didn't know if you were coming," he says as he kisses me once more.
"Well, I did think about staying home today." I laughed as he feigned sadness.
"Don't be like that. I'm here now." I smile.
"The sad thing never works with you."
"What do you mean?" I ask pulling out of his grasp a little to look at his face more clearly.
"Well, sometimes the sad thing makes girls feel all sentimental, and they kind of get into things a little more." He smiles like a little boy being caught stealing cookies from the cookie jar right before dinner.
"Gale Hawthorne, are you trying to seduce me?" I move into his chest a little more, making his heart quicken.
"Whatever works, Katnip." He leans down and begins to kiss me slowly, deepening the kiss with every chance.
I feel his tongue slide against my lips, begging for entry. He is so eager, it's almost humorous sometimes.
I open my mouth slightly, tongues moving fiercely against one another. He pushes me gently up against a tree. His hands begin to roam my body. In moments like this, I find myself getting lost, letting instinct take over. If I think about anything too much, I get so nervous that we have to stop. I kind of hate that about me.
I jump into his arms, wrapping my legs around his waist. He groans a little, making my insides feel as if they are melting. He balances us against the tree, placing one arm underneath my bottom, as he snakes the other hand up my shirt. He begins working it over my head, throwing it beneath us at the base of the tree. His mouth leaves my lips, making their way from my neck and chest to a place that we had never previously explored.
My chest jumped towards him, making him laugh a little. But this new form of contact made me snap out of whatever trance I was in before. The nerves began to creep throughout my body like tiny, little pine needles.
"Gale," I said, unable to contain the nervous tone in my voice. He must have mistaken it for pleasure, because he did not stop. "Gale, I-I…wait."
He stopped, looking at me with confusion. "What? Are you ok?"
"Yeah, I just-I…" I stopped for a moment, trying to stop quivering and catch my breath.
"Katniss, we don't have to if you don't want to, you know."
I study his face. I know that he isn't mad, but I hate making him stop every time we get somewhere new. That must be frustrating.
"Ok…I'm sorry."
"Katniss, it's ok." He places his hand on my cheek, brushing away a strand of hair that had pulled loose from my braid. "Really, it's not a big deal."
"Thank you."
He kissed me on last time and then lowered me to the ground. He reached down and handed me my shirt.
"Let's go actually hunt now," he laughed, eyes sparkling as if nothing happened.
I slipped my shirt on and nodded. "Sounds like a plan."
Alright, so there you go. That's the first time that I have ever written anything kind of like the hunting scene. so let me know how that went. What do you all think? Let me know. :)
Also, what does everyone think about having chapters that are in other characters POV's? I thought that might add a little something to the fic.
Thanks for reading!
