A/N: Chapter was very cut short because I was sick of all the dialogue. Also I am so sorry the chapter is uploaded late I have been without internet! Anyway enjoy! :)
Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN OR CLAIM ANY RIGHT TO THE HUNGER GAMES.
CHAPTER TWO
When I awaken, I can see the sun peaking through the curtains that are roughly closed. My mind briefly washes over the dark dreams that plagued me the evening before. In attempts to ignore my thoughts, I prop myself up on one elbow and lean over and take the pearl from Peeta into my hand. I move slowly like a cat ensuring that I won't wake him. I bring the pearl slowly to my mouth, to feel the texture against my lips. I flashback to the moment on the beach during the violent quarter quell, I woke up with the delicious feeling of Peeta growing in my chest. But as everything in Panem when controlled by Snow, it washed away quickly and replaced with complete and utter terror.
When Peeta awakens his arm stretches out for me, to which I reply by rolling into his embrace. "Hello." is the simplest greeting that I come up with.
He brushes hair off my shoulder and a purpley ugly bruise surfaces. "Katniss?" is questions with fear and angry beginning to settle in his voice.
My mouth is open, as if to come up with some lie to protect him, but nothing comes out. and I don't know why. And that's when the truth slips. "Gale." I mutter.
"Gale?" Peeta questions aggressively.
All I do is nod.
"What did he do Katniss?" he bellows. The aggression in his voice reminds of when we were on the victory tour after the first games, I push the memory aside and focus on a way I can calm him.
"It was nothing Peeta, please calm down. It's fine, he regretted it, it's fine." I plead with him, repeating myself.
Peeta swings his leg off and attaches his prosthetic as quickly as he is able. He turns and the anger clouds his eyes. "Katniss?" he demands.
"Please!" I beg, please don't make me talk about this. I swallow down the ugly sobs that want to make an appearance.
Peetas expression softens, I expect him to come back to me, but he just turns and walks briskly out.
I need out.
The only way I can ever handle tender raw emotions, is hunting. I pass through the hall and peak to see Peeta baking, his way of coping.
Slipping on fathers boots and Jacket, I slip into the woods.
Only just through the gate and the serenity hits me as a big gust of wind pushes all the stray hairs from my face and I can take a deep breathe and feel calm, I walk throughout and retrieve my bow and arrows and continue trenching through.
I spike up as I hear light shuffling in the distance, I hope for a decent turkey as I'm sure Sae would appreciate fresh game. But as I am about to pull an arrow to be ready, I see the big figure and reconize the shape straight away. Gale.
"Catnip." He says hesitantly.
I have no idea what to say in reply. The sight of him is enough to make me want to vomit. All I do is look down and avoid his broken grey eyes.
"I'm sorry." he mutters.
This is what saps me up to his attention. "For what?" I scoff.
"Everything." He says softly.
"Everything?!" I scream, the anger in me protrudes, and their is nothing I can do to calm myself, I couldn't care less for scaring away all the game. "Prim? Coin? Peeta? Me!?" I continue to scream.
"You don't undersand Catnip, their's so much you don't understand" he says with fustration, looking up to the tree tops.
"Me!?" I spit. "You're telling me, of all people, their's things I don't understand!?" I scream.
He begins to speak but I cut off his sentence with more yelling. "2 Hunger games and a rebellion Gale!?"
Gale huffs his chest in anger and edges closer and closer towards me. "Yes Katniss!" he bellows, "You got to come back to home! You got to run away and be with Peeta. You knew how I felt, and you ran away with him. You didn't understand we had to make sacrifices to save Panem Katniss!" He yells growing more and more angry.
"Sacrifice!" I repeat still screaming.
I begin to start screaming again, but I am stopped as Gale slams me up against a large scaly tree, his forearm pressing to my throat.
"Yes Katniss, sacrifice" he says gritting through his teeth.
He hold becomes tighter and tighter, leaving my gasping for breathe, I can feel all the blood draining from my head leaving me to pass out, and it only takes seconds before I do.
