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My eyes shot open and I jumped away from Peeta. I could feel those dark grey eyes glaring at me as I turned around. "Gale. Your home early?" I tried to keep my voice steady, but my heart was pounding. I couldn't help but be afraid of what would happen next. Would Gale attack me? Or attack Peeta?

"Well, it's seven o' clock, so not really," Gale said. His voice sounded controlled so my fear was quelled slightly.

Peeta had come out of his frozen state beside me and was walking towards Gale to explain. "No! Peeta stop!" I was yelling and I didn't even know it. I couldn't let Gale hurt Peeta because of me. I straightened myself up and spoke, "I mean, I will explain the situation to him. Don't worry, he will understand." I walked over and slipped in between the two. "We should go," I said quietly. I really didn't want to go. I truly was afraid of what was going to happen when I got home. But I grabbed Gale's hand anyway and tugged him out the door. Our trudge back to the house was silent.

My nerves were getting to me as I stepped into the house and pulled off my batter-covered boots. I had walked into the living area by the time he said his first words, "Have fun while I was gone?" His face held a wicked smile but his tone was anything but friendly. I couldn't open my mouth, I was paralyzed with fear. "Oh, don't kiss and tell?"

Finally I mustered up enough courage to say something, "We never kissed. Nothing even happened. I tried to sound tough but my voice cracked.

Gale walked towards me and stopped only a step away. "Not yet. I got there before anything could really happen." He reached his hand up to my face. I felt the overwhelming urge to scream, but I contained it. His fingers brushed my cheek as he said, "Just couldn't keep your hands off him, could you?"

My cheeks flushed red as I realized what he was suggesting. Then anger flooded through me, at his thought of me being so dirty, at the thought of him insulting Peeta. "I would have never done anything like that!"

Gale reached up and grabbed me around the neck, squeezing slightly. "I don't believe you. You are just a cheater." His eyes flared with anger and, it seemed almost like, insanity. I tried to take a deep breath but his hand was blocking most of the air. I could still breathe but only through short, shallow breaths.

I realized that I should try to calm him down if I didn't want to get seriously hurt. "Gale, I was not trying to hurt you, I promise. But technically, we aren't a couple." I could see that the comment just made him angrier because his grip tightened around my throat. Gale looked me in the eyes and they were filled with craziness. It scared me too much to look into them so I squeezed my eyes shut and tried to focus on getting some air into my lungs.

"What are we then? You live in my house!" I couldn't breathe at all now so I began to claw at his hands. I wasn't making any progress and choking sounds began to escape my mouth. "You just use me!" he screamed and he threw me against the wall.

I sucked in a huge breath just before my head connected with the wall. Blood trickled down onto my eyelids and a sharp pain was pounding into my skull."I'm not using you, Gale. It won't happen again. It won't. Stop this," I said slowly.

He approached me again and fear crept into me once again. "Were you going to stop?" his yell made my head scream in pain. He picked me up and threw me again, this time my back smashed through the glass coffee table. Pain shot up my back and tears fell from my eyes. "Were you?"

He moved towards me again and I whimpered, "Gale, please." He took another a step and I scrambled over to the corner of the room on my hands and knees, getting shredded by shards of glass.

"Please what?" he finally reached the corner where I was scrunched, cowering away from him. I pushed some blood caked hair away from my face and felt the tears keep coming.

I sat there and a few sobs tumbled out of my mouth before I sniveled, "I'm sorry, I swear." He then stopped for a few moments and my pulse roared in my ears. I could not believe that my best friend was about to kill me. He reached down and yanked me to my feet and my knees wobbled so much that I nearly fell back down. He grabbed my arms and then I lost my cool and starting screaming, "Stop! Please stop! Gale, stop hurting me! Please! Please!" I had literally resulted to begging and I couldn't believe myself. I was sobbing uncontrollably now and could barely breathe.

Gale reached up and covered my mouth and ordered, "Stop." I tried to pull myself together and somewhat succeeded. "You're really sorry?" he asked quietly. I swallowed and nodded, not trusting myself to open my mouth, afraid that I would start pleading again. "Kiss me then," he said, his voice sounding almost curious for my reply.

I thought about it for a second and then made up my mind. I already looked too pathetic and I could not lose all of my dignity. I would not die looking that tragic. So I wiped my eyes quickly and narrowed my eyes. I spoke clearly and summoned all my strength, "No, I will neve-"and he threw me down. My moment of bravery had ended because before I knew it, I was screaming implores again.

But before he could swing his leg out to kick me I heard someone yell, "Stop!" I turned around to see Peeta in the doorway, his eyes filled with horror and anger. He ran over and pulled me up off of the floor, hugging me to his chest. I sobbed into him, soaking his shirt with my tears. He wiped a few tears away and asked, "Are you ok?" All I could do was nod.

Then Gale walked up and ripped me away from Peeta, "Don't touch him."

Peeta pulled me behind him, "No, you don't touch her. How dare you? You're her best friend!" Peeta was yelling in his face and I just watched in terror. It wasn't that I thought Peeta couldn't take Gale. He stood about an inch taller and his muscles were bigger than Gale's. Gale was just so angry, who knew what he was capable of? Gale through the first punch and it connected with Peeta's jaw. Peeta punched him back and then Gale ran at him, tackling to the floor. Somehow Peeta got on top of him and punched him several times in the face. "Don't ever touch her again," he said. Finally, Peeta turned to me and pulled me into his arms. I couldn't help but cry as he took me out of the house and we walked towards his. I heard Gale moan in pain but, for the first time, I didn't care.

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