Kill me. I hate myself for this. Sorry for updating so late! Please forgive me! Anyway here is the next chapter. I do not own anything, but my twist in the story that I came up with.
"I love you." Those three words just can't pass through my lips. It just doesn't feel like the right time, too much is happening.
But it's your only shot.
It wont be my last if I'm correct.
Just do it you stupid.
No.
"Oh. I'm so sorry about your shirt. I-I... I'm sorry." Katniss looks up her grey eyes gleaming with tears. I wipe some away with my sleeve.
"Shhhh. It's okay. It wasn't my favorite anyway. Ha. Besides sometimes we all need a shoulder to cry on."
I cradle her in my arms for a while longer until her sobs stop and the tears dry out. Her body is growing limp. I know how crying and emotions can really tire you out. I gently lift her from the ground and carry her to her house. I slowly walk through the streets meeting no complications along the way. Once I make it to her house I awkwardly knock on the door. It is a little harder then I thought. Her heavy breathing slows into shallow soft breaths. I am greeted by little Prim.
"Oh! Peeta. And... Katniss? Umm... Just lay her on the sofa. Thank you for bringing her home. I was beginning to worry about her."
Once I set the sleeping Katniss on the sofa I turn to Prim and ruffle her hair. "No problem Prim. The least I could do." I smile once before leaving the small rundown house.
I begin my walk home when I am stopped. There Gale Hawthorne stands in front of me. He stairs down with a harsh glare. Involuntarily I flinch back; he chuckles and a broad smile creeps on his face.
"Ha! You should have seen the look on your face! Priceless! Hahaha!" He continues to laugh until deducing into a friendly silence.
"So, how 'bout you and me have a little chat. Huh Bread Boy?"
"Peeta," I say through clenched teeth.
Gale leads me down to the meadow and sits down on a fallen tree. I take my seat soaking in the beauty of the scenery. If only I had my sketch book and my pencils, I could draw all the flowers, the sunset, and I could capture it all. After a few moments of gazing off, I turn back to Gale.
"Hmph. Maybe your not that bad after all. You know you might just be what she needs. I know she's afraid, but it might just help her."
I am completely and utterly lost. Who is he referring to? I-I... I don't get it.
"Wha-?"
"Katniss," he sighs before continuing, "I know she will need time to warm up and will be reluctant at first, but I know it will help her... She needs you. Did you know that? If I think she needs you know boy will she need you after the games."
"Oh. Wait, why?"
"She isn't used to taking care of the whole family on her own. Normally she has Fawn and Birch to help... Fawn." Gale barriers his face in his hands. This has to be a tough time for him. I would die if Katniss was in the games, and if I couldn't be there to protect her. I look down to the ground and at the trees giving Gale time to compose himself.
"I will do anything to help Katniss and her family get taken care of. I understand completely." We stand up and head back to the fence and into the meadow. Before we part ways I stop and turn around.
"And Gale, I'm sorry for you and I truly understand what it's like to watch someone you love slowly die. I think you were told about the bread incident. Take care."
I head home to the bakery hoping that my mother wont get mad at my long absence. Maybe there's just a slim chance she is in a good mood... In my dreams. Hah.
Okay definitely hate me. This was EXTREMELY short. Well this is a Gale and Peeta chapter... And sorta a Katniss chapter... Any-who if you do so please me by sparing a moment to review or leave a little feedback in a PM or other form of interacting with this story I must thank you in advanced. Why? Because not everyone who reads stories here will stop to review. Thank you and HAPPY NEW YEARS EVE... NEW YEARS!