Hey Everybody! I hope you're not too mad at me for the longer wait for an update... School :P...Anyways I'll shut up so you guys can read today's chapter! Thank you all so much for all the support on the last chapter! *Update day will be announced at the bottom*

When me and Peeta had been in love, I would have kissed him…or even hold his face in my hands. But now that I'm broken, and our hearts feel like two completely separate places, I feel completely helpless. Peeta's eyes are almost dark grey from the clouding of venom in his eyes. His forehead has a layer of sweat covering it and he is panting hard. His hands are grasped tightly around the back of my kitchen chair.

There isn't one part of me that isn't trembling. I look down at my knees and they are shaking so much I fear the moment that I have to move from this spot. That moment seems to appear at this moment in my warped mind. I take one unsure footstep towards Peeta, and it surprises me how I don't have a single clue as to what I should do while he's having an attack. I walk over and he seems startled by my loud footsteps.

I awkwardly pat his back as a friend should do in a time of hurt. "It'll be okay Peeta. You're not strangling me. That's a start." The old Peeta doesn't return he just shakes at my touch. "How's the star crossed lovers? Everybody decent in here?" Haymitch stumbles through the door and locates us in the kitchen. "Well is somebody a little sad?" He gestures towards Peeta, and takes another sip of his liquor. Peeta snaps his head up at the smell of such a strong liquor, "Well you look pretty today boy." I guess Haymitch is referring to the sweat stains covering Peeta's shirt, and the black bags quickly forming under his eyes. I close my eyes and wish Haymitch would go away, the last thing we need is a drunk telling us to love each other, when it has been made clear tonight that it isn't even possible.

Suddenly I don't feel Peeta's heat scorching my hands. I snap my eyes open and see Peeta barreling towards Haymitch.

********************************************Peeta's POV***********************************************

"What have you done to Johanna, and the girl with the red hair?" I tackle whoever this "peacekeeper" is. He is very drunk, who knows what he could do to a person in his current state. I do one quick cut across his chin and the peacekeeper appears to be unconscious. I drag him into the closest room to me and shut the door swiftly.

I turn around, and I can't figure out why I'm so exhausted? What could have made me so tired? So…quickly. I lay my eyes on the girl with the dark seam braid, and those sickening grey eyes that allow me to see just how deadly she is. Take her out next Peeta. She's the threat. Kill her. I run towards the seam mutt and she doesn't even try to fight back when I go to tackle her.

"Wait...Katniss?"

"Peeta!"

Why would I kill her? This is the girl I'm trying to "get back". There's no reason to kill her. I might even…love-that mutt! My mind feels foggy but I decide to go through with the attack. I kick her to the ground and tower above her. She lies down with her eyes closed. "Why don't you fight back?" I pull her back up and hold her by the top of her shirt and she barely looks panicked. "Why don't you fight back you stinkin mutt? What kind of capital mutt doesn't try to fight back?" At this point I'm beyond questioning. I punch against her cheek and let my fist collide with her eye. I drop her to the floor and she winces in pain. I bend down and wrap my hands around her scrawny and boney throat.

"Any last words before you're dead, mutt?"

"I'm sorry for leaving you."

Leaving me? How did this mutt leave me? It's not like we're friends…or…Katniss?

"Oh my god Katniss!"

I release my hands and let her fall into my arms. I stroke the back of her head while she coughs up a storm.

"I'm so sorry. Katniss, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to. I swear I didn't. I don't even know what happened…"

I shakily walk back into her bedroom and lay her down. Katniss' eyes are watering and I can tell that her eye is darkening. She is still very much so unconscious. I run into the kitchen and bring back some ice in a towel and rest it on her eye and head.I sit beside her bed and stroke the top of her hand and wrist.

Why are you still trying Peeta? You just gave her a black eye and almost choked her to death. What makes you think that'll make her want to love you? How do you even begin to apologize… "sorry for choking you?" it doesn't seem to heart felt, while her eye blackens and she comes out of being unconscious. Snow may be dead. But he still manages to ruin my life.

*********************************************Katniss' POV**********************************************

My eyes feel too weak to open. I feel something hot on my hand, I crack my eyes open and catch a glimpse of Peeta. I jerk back and almost fall off the bed. "Wh-wh-wha…Peeta?" He lifts his head and looks at me, and I am just able to see the red splotches covering his face.

"Hey Katniss…I don't know if you even remember what happens. But I'm sorry. I have never been so sorry. I hope you can forgive me."

I slide my hand out from his and turn on my side.

"See…I told you we were both broken."

"I guess so."

I don't feel like talking and so by my three word answer I wish Peeta would catch the hint. Being his normal Peeta self. He doesn't. After a while in the silence I realize Peeta isn't going anywhere until I talk to him.

"How long was I out?"

"Two hours."

"Did you stay with me this whole time?"

"Well I did have to walk Haymitch…I kinda owed it to him, since I was the reason he had been unconscious."

"Well…thanks for staying with me."

"Again…I sorta owed it to you." He owed it to me? He doesn't care?

"I mean…I enjoy being with you…it wasn't a debt. I mean I should have-I mean...Maybe I should just go…you know get out of your hair."

He starts to stand up and I extend my arm and hold his hand, in a pathetic attempt to make him stay.

"You can stay. I know how unstable you feel after an attack."

"Unstable is a perfect word. That's why I have to go. The last thing you need is me screwing up your life more than I already have."

"You can come back tomorrow…"

"I don't think that'd be the best thing…for either of us."

Peeta slugs out of the bedroom and it's not long after that I hear the front door close and I'm alone once again. I never realized how empty the house was…until this moment when I lost Peeta. I lay awake for several more hours. "Who needs you anyways?!" I have tears streaming down my face. I throw the pearl, into the closet; I eventually fall asleep to what is ensured to be a very unrestful night.

Sure enough I am riddled with nightmares of all sorts through the night.

When I pry my eyes open the next day it is already twelve in the afternoon. My forehead is damp with sweat and I know that I have lost everybody. I have scared them all away, I have nobody. My heart feels emptier than ever and it pains me to think I don't have either Haymitch or Peeta to live my day with.

I roll off the bed and crawl groggily to my dresser and pull on some clean clothes. I redo my usual braid. I sit on my living room window ceil and look out and see Haymitch running around with that stupid goose he calls Bernard. I shake my head in dismissal. But the thing that does catch my eye is Peeta sitting under a willow tree under a fleece blanket. Since when is he the outdoorsy type? This angers me, all of those times trying to convince him to come out in the woods with me…and yet there he sits happily drawing in my meadow?

I pull on my old boots, hunting jacket, and a hat and swing the front door open. The cold stings my eyes and cheeks. I am reluctant to take my first step outdoors. Part of me is terrified to. I decide to walk along the pathway and apologize to Haymitch.

"Well well well…Bernard I think we have found the elusive girl on fire. But I may be wrong." Haymitch snarls at me and picks up Bernard.

"I'm sorry for throwing you and…"Bernard" out of my house."

"Bout time you apologized kid. Say... you know those hardwood floors were hard that I fell against last night."

"I know. I've been meaning to get somebody from thirteen to replace the wood with carpet."

Haymitch's eyes light up and he gets some kind of oddly sinister look on his face.

"What's with the "look" old man?"

"Hey! Watch the attitude or else I won't help you get anybody to take those awful hardwood floors out."

"Fine."

I mumble and turn my back to him and close my eyes at the annoying sober Haymitch. All of a sudden I feel something sharp poke into an area that should not be jabbed like that. I leap forward a few feet and into something else. I cast my gaze upwards and I see Peeta looking down at me. I am against his chest and I let out a small squeak. I cover my mouth and take a quick step backward and I feel my cheeks heat up.

"I-I-I didn't mean to run into you Peeta…The-I mean…That goose bit my butt!" Peeta looks down at his feet and remains silent. "What? You don't believe me?! I can't stand you Peeta Mellark!" He rubs the back of his neck and takes a few steps toward Haymitch. "Oh…I see how it is! You two are teaming up on me! Well….fine! See if I care." I storm off back to my house. I slam the door and scream out. "Men!" I throw my hat and jacket down and walk back towards the hallway.

I end up slipping and falling onto my bottom, right before I make it to the carpet. I yell out in anger and throw my boots across the room and into the wall. I stand up and go into a room with a small TV I flip it on and hope something will come up about thirteen and how I can find somebody to replace the wood flooring. Instead I see Annie Cresta's face up on the screen. The reporter begins speaking excitedly about her.

"Annie Cresta Odair is now five months pregnant, it's rumored to be a boy. For those of you who weren't aware her husband Finnick Odair was killed in the war. Annie is doing a tour of the districts before what we all hope to be a baby Finnick comes into the world." It cuts to a clip of Annie walking with her head down.

"Mrs. Odair! Can you tell us the gender of a baby."

"No."

"What districts will you be traveling to on your tour…you are going on a tour aren't you?"

"I don't know yet." She gets into her car and drives off.

"Well you heard it here first folks, Annie Odair should be heading out on a tour of the districts in the next week or so. Keep your eyes open, and you may be able to catch a peek at our next Finnick Odair!" I flip the TV off in disgust. My eyes wander over to the telephone.

I run completely off of the pain I feel for Annie at the moment and I pick up the phone.

"Who may I connect you to Mockingjay?"

"Annie Odair."

"Please hold."

You haven't seen Annie since the end of the war…what makes you think she wants to see the girl who caused her husband's death?

"Hello?"

"Annie?"

"Yes?"

"It's Katniss…Everdeen."

"Oh…hello... Are you okay Katniss?"

"Yes I'm okay. I was calling to see if you were…"

"The paparazzi are getting annoyed…but I'm feeling okay. But I still miss him Katniss…"

"I miss him too Annie. I saw on the news that you were going on a district tour…"

"That's what they all keep saying."

"I was wondering if you'd like to come…here. To twelve. You could stay with me…Only if you'd like though."

"I hate to impose…"

"It's been lonely around here. Please come."

"Alright. I can catch a train and be over in a couple days or so…"

"That sounds good. Hey Annie, somebody is knocking on my door…I guess I'll see you in a few days."

"Okay, see you then. Thank you Katniss."

I throw the phone down and grumpily stomp to the front door.

"Who is it?"

"I'm here to help install the carpet."

I open the door a little relieved to finally be able and be rid of the horrible hardwood floors.

There standing in the doorway is the same boy with blonde hair and the same blue eyes that now feel as if they haunt me look down and into my eyes….

"Peeta?"...

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