The caller id stares up at me. The picture is of a blonde haired , blue eyed girl , in to much makeup.

Madge. I swallow all my emotions back , then cautiously slide the button over to answer it.

" Hi " I say distantly. I don't want her to think I care because , it's a fact she doesn't .

" Where are you ? " She asks . There is no love in her voice. It's all been drained away in a matter of exhausting months.

" At a bar . You ? "

" At home. I'm not the sort to run away from problems Peeta " She says.

My mouths falls open at that comment. What total and utter bullshit.

" What are you trying to say ? That i'm the one that always runs away ? " I say angrily.

" Maybe " . I can practically see her , shrugging her shoulders . Katniss turns and looks at me , raising one eyebrow. I just shake my head , and concentrate on the phone call again.

" Well , i'd like to point out that you ran out of the apartment first ! So don't you dare try to turn this back around on me ! " I snap , my fingers clenching angrily around the phone.

" I came back first though . " . Her argument is pathetic. She never gets the point . It's like arguing with a unpunctual brick wall. I inhale sharply to stop myself blurting something out in anger that I may come to regret later on.

" What do you even want Madge ? An apology ? I'm sorry , but thats not going to happen in this present moment " Katniss is still watching – her lips pursed. From her facial expression , i'm guessing she knows I'm on the phone to my wife.

" No. Not an apology actually . I want you to come home. "

I think about how to respond . Truthfully , I don't want to go home. I know the rest of the night wiill end in tears and frustration. However , if I don't , she'll just accuse me of running from our marital problems. I sigh angrily in pent up frustration. I don't think I've ever met a person that stresses me out as much as she does.

" Fine. I'll be home in ten minutes " I end the call without waiting for her response.

Katniss comes strolling over , arms crossed

" In trouble with the missus are we ? " she grins , pushing some stray hairs off her forehead.

" Mmm , not really. She just wondered where I was " I sincerely hope katniss doesn't think I'm severely whipped or something along them lines.

" So . Did the conversation get anywhere ? It never did when me and my ex argued "

" Not really. I'm just as frustrated as I was when I came in " I sigh , draining the last of my beer. Then , I grab my coat and pull it on , lifting the collar up , because it will most likely be even colder now.

" Why are you leaving ? " She asks , stopping me in my tracks. She looks dissapointed; almost mad.

I groan " I really don't want to leave , but I cant run from our problems. We at least have to talk. Because , if we don't – I'm as bad as her " . She watches with narrowed eyes as I hand over the money to pay for my bill. Christ , I spent more then I probably should of .

" So . We're never going to see each other again ? " She asks suddenly . It shocks me. Do I want to see her again ? I look into her stunning grey eyes , and feel a familiar tightening in the pit of my stomach.

"I'll come back " I tell her .

" When ? "

" I don't know. But , I will come back Katniss – I promise you that "

She nods slowly , and I grin at her

" Don't be to dissapointed. I'm not even going to have sex with my wife tonight " I smirk.

" Peeta ! " She gasps , looking around incase anyone is listening in. No one is so she smiles back,

" Okay Peeta "

Walking out feels different . Part of me feels bad for leaving so suddenly . The other part of me ( the shameful part of me ) is wishing I was walking out with Katniss. I can't for the life of me push that thought from my mind. It goes round and round as I walk back home . The though about bringing her back. Watching movies , cuddling , making her scream my name until it echoed off the wall whilst in the bedroom.

I automatically feel guilty . I have a wife . True , I may avidly dislike her at the best of time , but she still is my wife. It's an effort to even put my key in the door. Once the key has been turned , I have to face another night of more arguing and insults. I turn the key , and the door swings open. Stepping in , I see Madge curled on the sofa. Her face is fresh , and her damp hair is up in a messy bun. She is watching another dumb reality show that send me crazy. She glances up at me. No smile , no " Hi babe " nothing .

"Hey " I say hanging my coat up on the coat rack.

She glares at me angrily.

" What ? " I say , furrowing my eyes .

" Um , our wedding picture for starts " She says pointing at the smashed frame.

I don't have an excuse for this really .

" I was angry " I say shrugging my shoulders. She snaps her head back in shock

" And you think it's acceptable to smash up one of our prized possessions ? Well , isn't that nice "

" Frames are cheap. And , I wouldn't really call it a " Prized " possession " I argue back , walking towards the bedroon.

" So our wedding photo means nothing to you ? Nothing at all " she says , standing up and following me. Like a little lost puppy

" Does it really mean that much to you Madge ? Is it something you'd save if the house was on fire? I hardly think so"

I strip my shirt off , and chuck it on the washing pile , along with my jeans . The bed creaks as I fall onto it . I dig the heels of my palms into my head , trying to fight off an on-coming headache.

" I just can't believe you think so less of me ! We're married ! " . I sit up suddenly , anger over whelming me.

" Oh just fuck off Madge ! Stop trying to make me feel guilty for every . Damn . Thing ! I know you couldn't give a shit about me . So just lay off the fucking wedding photo ! " . I fall back onto the bed with a loud thump . I watch as her eyes widen , then darken in anger. Stomping over to the bed , she throws back the cover and jumps in . Once again , we lay back to back . No physical contact . As if there is a barrier going down the middle of the bed .

Once again , we end a night on an argument. The lines crossed , and the wedding photo laying in pieces on the ground . Like our once amazing marriage.

Hope you guys enjoyed this chapter .

Yes madge is a bitch , and yes Peeta is extremely sexually frustrated ! ;)

Don't worry about Katniss , we will catch up with our favourite girl very soon.