A/N: hello, im just figuring out how to use this, so that's why i didnt have an intro A/N but thanks for reading and please review. i just sort of scribbled this up just to try this out. hopefully ill get better in the future :) Hope you enjoy!
Peeta P.O.V
By 10' o clock it's time for bed and we both head up stairs. I make it one foot inside when I feel nails dig into my shirt and yank me the rest of the way. I'm pushed to the couch, totally shocked but quickly recover realizing it's my mother. Awesome, what did I do now? She didn't know where I really was did she? Could she tell rye was lying? I start thinking the worst but stop when she starts yelling again. "Why do you take so long in the bathroom?! Useless child. With all the time you spend in there you could make 3 loaves of bread!" she continues rambling on about how dumb and useless I am. I tune her out but think where my dad is? He usually doesn't let her go on for this long; he'll step in and calm her down, so I can hike up to my room or the kitchen for ice if she hits me first. I'm snapped back to reality when I feel a sharp pain on my left cheekbone. She must've whacked me already. "PEETA?! Are you even listening! Stupid child. Go to bed! We'll talk tomorrow." She half screams, half instructs. I slip away and run to my room. I hit something on the way and fall down with a hard *THUD*. I sit up, rubbing the back of my head and see my brother Wheat. Yes, we all have bread related names. Mom's idea. "Sorry Peeta didn't see you coming ther-" he stops and studies my face. "Mom?" he asks. That's all he needs to say, we all know what it means. She's hit every one of us, except my father of course, so we all know what 'mom?' means. "Yeah" I mumble embarrassed. I don't like looking or feeling weak, especially in front of my brothers. I look up to them, and I don't want them to see me as a weakling. "Don't be embarrassed, she's the one who should be embarrassed for doing this!" his voice rises. "You know, I've had enough of this! Its time she learns her lesson!" he practically yells and I cover his mouth as quickly as I can. "Wheat! Do you want her to beat you? Cause you know she would if she heard that!" I tell him sharply. He does this every time he finds out she hit me, probably because I'm the youngest and she's done it to him too. "Well Peeta, do you want her to keep hitting us? Or do you want her to learn to be a real mother?!" he says back much quieter but uses the same tone. "You say this every time Wheat. You know she'll never change, and it'll only get worse if we fight back. Don't worry about it, I'm okay really." I reassure him, mainly so he doesn't worry anymore and throw a fit but also because I really am ok, I've gotten used to her slaps and whacks. It's only when she hits me multiple times in the same spot that really hurts. "I know" he sighs in defeat "but Peeta your cheek is purple. She hit you hard; what'd you do?" he asks quietly, almost like he doesn't want to offend me by asking. "Nothing, I just almost snuck out but Rye covered for me by saying I went pee and she freaked out about how long I was in the 'bathroom' for then hit me." he stares in confusion. "So you weren't in the bathroom, but she thinks you were. Okay, well how long were you gone for?" he asks almost like he doesn't believe me, or thinks she was even somewhat right. I feel offended and spit back "3 minutes, tops!" "Sorry Peeta, I know she shouldn't hit you no matter what, but I'm just a bit confused by this" he replies more sensitive. I sigh. "I was just worried about Katniss and had to make sure she was ok so I took a dumb risk and tried to sneak out to see her but mom came in before I got the chance. She didn't see me but she went in the kitchen and found I wasn't there. Rye covered for me but she still had to yell at me for something. Probably because she felt weak when she knew she couldn't prove I wasn't in the bathroom and then you know, slap." I explain to him. "Oh, well sorry Peeta, I promise I won't do anything but I really hope she learns her lesson one day." "Yeah" I mumble and we both notice were still sitting on the ground and stand up. "Well it's pretty late, I should get to bed. Night Wheat." I say and give him a quick hug before trotting off toward my room again. "Night Peeta" he replies and heads his way too.
