A/N: Here is Chapter 4 for you guys, thanks for reading. I'm going to go ahead and start the poll early so you guys have enough time to vote. The poll will close on Saturday the 4th. So please go ahead and vote after you read this chapter, thanks. And just so you guys know I read all of your reviews, I really do and I appreciate the people who take time out to do so. Thanks, and enjoy !
I woke up to the sweet aroma of freshly baked bread in the house. How I've longed, how much it's been since I've last gotten to enjoy in the indulgence of Peeta's fine breads. Peeta turns the corner of the kitchen and enters the living room smiling his old smile when he sees me awake.
"I'm guessing Greasy Sae won't be coing today." I say with a grin.
"She dropped by just a few minutes ago and left, with a loaf of bread." Peeta chuckled at the memory. "She didn't make anything but was saying how you've been sleep still when she gets here to cook."
"So she stayed and talked with you ?" Completely suprised without knowing exactly why.
"Yea, is there a problem ?"
"No. I just didn't think..."
"You didn't think a boy from the town would talk to and elderly from the seam ?" Peeta was infuriated and confused that I would think like that.
"Peeta, its not that it's just-"
"Wow, you guys fight like a married couple." Someone unexpectedly cut in.
I jerked my head to the door. I recognize the voice but can't put a face with it. Until...
"Aren't you going to say Hi, Catnip ?"
"Gale !"
I quickly ran up to him in a warm embrace. His long forgotten scent entering my nose and his strong arms wrap around me in a tight squeeze. It's been so long since I've been held in his arms, it feels almost foreign and unfamiliar.
"Ahem." Peeta startles Gale and me from our long missed hug. I know why he 'coughed' and it wasn't because it was awkward for him.
"Um, hey Peeta !" Gale turns towards Peeta and gives him a guy hug. "Nice to see you again, Gale."
"You too Peeta I see you've recovered enough to come back."
"Yea, what about you and your job for the District 2 government ?"
"They sent me here to work for 12's government. Since I've been getting awfully homesick and 12 is being rebuilt, I asked if they could transfer me."
I just stood there and stared at both Peeta and Gale amazed at how much information they know about each other. Feeling completely left out of the conversation.
"So I take it that you two have been communicating with each other while you, Gale, were in 2 and you, Peeta, were at the capitol ?" I said in the most hostile way. "Why didn't either of you bother to even call me ?".
"Katniss, I didn't even know your number, and plus I wasn't even capable at the time to pick up a phone and dial. Only the Victors and people of the government have wall-mounted telephones." Peeta explained trying to call me down.
"You could of asked !"
"They would of said no. I could only receive calls, and I wouldn't be able to call you anyways since they would think that you would trigger the rage."
I looked away, knowing he was right. But I wasn't going to admit it.
"Yea, Catnip calm down."
"Oh, Gale don't you even start because you know you could of called, even if you didn't know my number. You could of found out because you know you could, working for the government !"
"It doesn't work like that."
"Oh, it doesn't ?"
"No, we aren't allowed to do stuff like that for personal reasons."
"You still could of, you are daring enough to do it."
Gale quickly responds, "Daring enough to be fired and have charges pressed against me, especially right now with how fragile Panem is ?"
"Please Gale, we both know you don't care."
"Katniss, I think you should calm down. Gale is your best friend and you shouldn't talk to him like that." Peeta interjectedly says.
"Who are you to tell me who I can and can't talk to in whatever way I want ?" I scream at him.
"Gale, I think we should leave Katniss alone." Peeta suggests, as I'm about to scream at him for saying that until Gale responds, "I think we should. Let's go."
Both Gale and Peeta walk out the door. Suddenly, I feel emptiness and loneliness. My stomach growls and I turn to look at the kitchen. "Atleast Peet left the bread here."
As soon as I say those words Peeta comes trudging in. "I forgot my bread." He comes out of the kitchen with a loaf of bread and some dessert when he walks out the door with them in his hands on a baking plate. "Great." I mutter. Walking out of the living room and into the kitchen to make myself a poorly made sandwich with only one slice of ham and one slice of cheese with a half-filled cup of orange juice.
"Just great..."
A/N: Maybe it was a little bit short of a chapter but man was there some heat in this chapter or what, and with a surprise too. Likeing the many surprises and what do you think about the feud ? Please don't forget to review this chapter because your opinion is important to me. And don't forget to vote on the poll for me to keep on writing this story or to stop completely and discontinue it.
