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Chapter 4

I could hear the distant sobbing when I walked upstairs. It was Prim and Riley. It broke my heart because of how vulnerable they sounded.

I walked up to Mum's bedroom. The door was open. I stood outside the door and listened to what they were saying.

'Stop it Prim, stop crying,' Mum said. 'She hates me,' Prim sobbed. 'No sweetie, she doesn't hate you.' Mum assured. Riley said, 'She hates you, Mum.' 'Shh. Don't say that.' Mum replied. She carried on, 'she's just angry now, everything will be alright.'

'When will everything be alright?' Riley asked Mum. She looked at him and said, 'When I was younger, I used to cry at the smallest things. But my Mum told me that our guardian angel with come down and wipe all our tears away. He'll solve all our problems and scare them away.'

'When will our Angel come?' Prim asked, hiccupping from the tears.

Earlier that day, when Katniss stormed out of the house, Peeta Mellark was arriving in district 12 with his mum, on a ferry.

The skyscrapers in District 12 could distantly be seen where Peeta was standing. He stood at the foot of the Ferry. His blonde curly hair in disarray, ruffles in the wind. Catching the sunlight and glinting, almost looking like gold. His ocean blue eyes, stands out against his pale skin. Then again he himself stands out because of the glow he seemed to radiate. A bright flawless and natural atmosphere seemed to hang around him.

Peeta seemed so… carefree, looking out at the city that was coming in to his sight. He closed his eyes and sank in the peace he could feel around him.

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Once he got off the boat, his mum and himself set out for the station, their only transport to their new home.

The station was packed with people. Obviously it would be, it was rush hour. The hour which people are busiest. People trying to get to work or home.

While trying to weave through the crowd, he held his Mum's hand quite tightly, hoping not to lose her in the crowd. She was very small. He stood at 5'10 while his Mum stood at 5'7.

Just then brown locks of hair invaded his vision and he hears a quiet feminine scream.

Peeta turned around and stared in to the most beautiful grey eyes he's ever seen. They were fierce, almost like a storm had gone off in her eyes. His eyes explored her face. A small cute nose and small plump red lips. She looked radiant and alluring. Yet she had a natural beauty about herself. Peeta found himself mesmerised.

He stared back in to those same grey eyes and found that she was not staring back. But rather staring and talking rapidly at the person next to her.

He could not help but listen in.

'Boys, boys, boys! That's all you're interested in. What will happen? You will fall in love with a boy then you will get married and have children, then what will happen? He will leave you and go away. Then what will you do? What will you do!?' She ranted. 'I will get married again... what else?' The other girl replied stupidly.

I chuckled at that.

I turned to Mum and got a tissue from her handbag. Someone then bumped in to me and the tissue fell to the floor. I bent down to pick it up, but when I stood back up, they were gone. They vanished.

That particular grey eyed girl was in my mind for the rest of the day.

'He will come,' Mum assured. She carried on, 'Let's pray, so he can come sooner rather than later.'

Prim and Riley nodded rapidly.

I looked inside and found Prim, Mum and Riley on their knees at the side of the bed, facing the window. Their hands where clasped tightly with their own.

They faces, full of concentration, seemed distant. Like they were in their own world.

I wasn't much of a religious person. But I didn't know what motivated me to kneel next to Prim and pray with them too.

I clamped my hands together tightly and closed my eyes. Clearing my mind of everything, but my desperate prayer.

'Dear God, if you're listening, please bless us with light in these dark hours. A small ray of hope.'

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Outside the window, in the opposite house on the balcony, a light turned on and a silhouette appeared behind the curtains.

Peeta Mellark stepped out on to the balcony.

He ran his hands through his hair as snow was beginning to build up on it.

Peeta then noticed the opposite window, looked through and saw a family. They were kneeling against bed, hands together, eyes closed. They were praying.

There was a woman, who had blonde hair and a beautiful face. There was something familiar about that face.

There was also a young girl, a spitting image of the women. But the young girl seemed different. Even though she was so at peace where she was.

Then there was a boy, who looked exactly like his mum. Peeta wondered how their eyes looked.

Peeta noticed someone else. But he could only see their shoulders. Not their face. The window was too small.

The family looked content with each other. Love seemed to radiate around them, binding them. Uniting them.

Peeta looked up at the sky, a small smile playing at his lips.

'You better answer their prayers,' He chuckled in his mind.

He noticed it was getting too cold so he went back inside. The grey eyed girl still floating in his mind.

The next day, the season suddenly changed. I don't know how, but the sun moved aside the dark clouds, and smiled upon us.

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