Disclaimer: I do NOT own The Hunger Games. Not the idea, not the characters, not even the awesomeness. :(

Summary: Katniss and Peeta are both 19. This is a simple story from the time they are 19 to the time they have their second child. :D (FLUFF FLUFF FLUFF)

Song For This Chapter: Born to Die by Lana Del Rey

Something is wrong with Peeta. He won't speak or eat. I thought his attacks would have stopped by now. But I was wrong.

"Peeta. I'm going to go see Haymitch." I say as I open to front door.

"You going to kill him?" He asks angrily.

"Why would I kill him?" I say confused as I turn around.

Peeta's once blue eyes were now pure black. His face looked so much older than it usually does. "Peeta?" I say calmy, putting a hand on his shoulder.

"Don't touch me mutt." He yells as he smacks my hand off.

"Peeta. It's me. Katniss. We're in District 12. We're happy together. Please remember." I plead as I back out of the front door slowly.

"District 12 was bombed. You trapped me in District 13 mockingjay."He hisses violently as he follows me.

His hands wrap around my neck and slowly tighten. I don't fight back or it will just become worse.

"Haymitch." I gag as I squirm in Peeta's grip.

He pushes me onto the cold, hard dirt ground and holds me there. His face just inches from mine.

"I'm going to give you the slow and painful death you deserve." He snarls with a smirk.

"Somebody help." I can barely whisper.

"You get off of her boy!" I hear Haymitch's voice shout from behind me.

"Stay back. She's dangerous."He growls.

"You'redangerous Peeta. I said get OFF." Haymitch screams and pulls him off of me.

I gasp for air and rub my neck. Tears pour down my face, my eyes filled with worry and sadness. "Peeta." I mumble.

"Mutt! Mutt!" He shouts as he curses my name.

Haymitch takes his arm and drags him away to his house. "GO DIE!" He yells. Peeta.

Six days without Peeta. Too many nightmares to remember. Sleepless nights without him next to me. I wish he would get better.

"Katniss? I'm here to make you breakfast!" Greasy Sae's voice comes from downstairs.

I don't answer. I lay on my side in bed and think about each nightmare because they won't leave my mind.

Prim is blown into the air by a bomb, the last thing I see before I go black is her lifeless head and wide open eyes sitting next to me.

Peeta is tackled to the ground by large mutts. His screaming and groaning flood my ears. I see his body ripped to a thousand shreds.

My mother and father are taking a long, happy walk in the woods. I call for them but they don't hear me. Suddenly, my father is speared in the stomach and my mother is caught in a net. Never to be seen again.

I shake away the thoughts as Greasy Sae brings me up a plate of eggs and fruit.

"Here you go. After you're done, I want you to go outside and get some fresh air. You've been in bed for ages!" She chuckles to herself.

I simply nod my head and thank her as she walks back downstairs.

"I'll see you later Katniss!" I hear her say as she closes the front door.

I finish up the food and decide to take a warm bath. Something to get my mind off of Peeta. I hop out of bed and walk into the bathroom. I turn on the warm water and let it fill to the top of the tub. I take off my clothing and unbraid my hair. I turn around to close the bathroom door and after, take a long hard look in the mirror.

"Why did you have to become the mockingjay? The girl on fire. Life would have been so much simpler if you had just died in those games." I sigh to myself.

But then you would have never met Peeta.

I lose focus as I stand in front of the mirror. A good half an hour had to have passed and the bath tub was still running, it over flowed onto the tile. I quickly turned off the water but before I knew it, I was slipping on the wet tile and hitting the corner of the bathroom sink.

Black.

This was short. I know. But this story is going to get...interesting. It was meant to be a one-shot and I didn't plan anything for this story. But I'll work on it. Review? Fwee cookie? *Maddy*