the sight infront of me makes me want to vomit up the turkey sandwich i had earlier. before me stands peeta with his mother holding him in a headlock. i vagily remember when it was me in peetas situation when i came round his families house last summer. long story. finally my brain catches up with the current situation and i let out a air piercing scream. Peetas mother looks up, and peetas eyes trail from the floor to my face. his face is going from extreme red too fainted purple. i had too help him, FAST! the old hag known as his mother drops him and he falls to the floor clutching his sides, weezing for breath. i go over to help him when his mother makes a growling sounds in the back of her throat. it confuses me , making me drop my guard. shes about to spring at me , bearing her polished fake red claws, when peeta jumps up and blocks her attack with his tanned fore-arm.
"DONT YOU DARE TOUCH KATNISS!" peeta yelled , it echoed around the storage room so it sounded like there were 10 of him.
"oh what , that little whore doesnt deserve to know you even if your not that much better" she screeched back in her rusty voice. it sent a chill down my spine. a loud arguement starts and when his mother takes steps forward peeta , with me behind him, starts making steps backwards towards the door. shes about to pounce again when peeta opens the door and shoves me outside. i hear the faint sound of tumblers clicking together . he locked the door! for the next ten mineuts all you can hear is the slapping from the other side of the door and my fists pounding on the heavy oak everything is quiet. you hear a door slam in the background and faint weeping. with my face to the door, i hault my fists on the door as silent sobs wrack my body, tears leak out of my eyes like a leaky tap. im so caught up in thought that i dont hear the tumbers un-clicking . suddenly i am falling into the arms of peeta. he strechtes me out at arms length, inspecting me making sure his mother didnt scratch me with her bitch claws. when im done reasurring him im fine , his arms fall to his sides.
he takes tiny steps back until he hits the door and slides down. he pulls his legs up too his chest and hides his head in the gap in- between. i walk over and try talking to him" Peeta , its just me, katniss and im really sorr-" i get cut off when he drops his arms from around his legs, letting them drop to the floor, and grabs me pulling me onto his lap. afterwards he re-closes his hands around my waist and places his head on top of mine. i clasp my hands around his neck and relax on is body. its been ages and i still love him. i never got to find out if he liked me , so im gonna try now.
i lift my head up to face him and stare into his eyes, there slightly watery but other wise youd have no clue anything happened.
"peet-" i get cut off again but this time its not by his arms but its by his... LIPS!
