I am being woken gently by someone.
"Mmm?" I roll over and roll right into someone with my face in their lap.
"Katniss." Peeta whispers. I sit up and squint at him through the darkness.
"What?"
"Let's sneak out."
I am all about doing what I please. "And go where?"
"It's this place on the beach. I really want to show it to you."
"Okay." I whisper. I get up and stretch, and even from here, I can see all the blood rush to his cheeks.
"Katniss." He mutters. His voice sounds deep and it sounds like he's in a half moan.
And then I remember I went to bed in only my underwear. I forgot to put a shirt on because I was tired.
I look down at my bare chest and then I look at him, and then my chest, and then I cross my arms over my breasts. "Shhh! Dammit, you can't tell anyone!"
He starts shaking his head like crazy. He can't seem to drag his eyes away from me. "Fucking shit Peeta, get out!"
He starts whispering frantic apologies. I hurriedly pull on she jean shorts, a bra, and a tank top and then flip flops and walk out of my room.
He leads me downstairs and out the back door.
We're completely silent until we hit the beach and then he starts apologizing.
"Katniss, I can't tell you how sorry I am. I completely invaded your privacy and I don't even deserve to be forgiven. I shouldn't have woken you up in the first place and I didn't mean to stare it's just that...I'm a teenage boy and..."
"It's okay, Peeta. I should have put some clothes on tonight. I knew you were here and I know better than that. It's okay. It's over with."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes.
"And where do you think you two are going?" Mom asks behind me. I look into Peeta eyes with a fearful expression and then around. She's in a pair of pajama pants and a loose shirt, her hair and down and she looks beautiful. My mother is beautiful. The sea breeze blows her wavy blond hair around. She's mad. "Let's go. Inside, now. Both of you."
Peeta doesn't hesitate.
Mom waits until he's in the house to start taking me in. "Where were you going?" She asks.
"He said he wanted to show me something.
"Yes, his penis!"
"Mom!"
"No, Katniss. You are just barely seventeen. You just started dating him today. I don't want you chancing sex yet. No more sneaking out. Stop trying to grow up so soon!"
"I'm not trying to grow up! Dammit mother! I can't stand when you baby me! I'm seventeen! I hate you!"
I storm inside, past everyone who is now awake and go up to my bedroom and slam the door and kick it out of anger and then I change into my PJ's and fall asleep.
...9...
"MOM YOU NEED TO PADDLE TOWARDS SHORE!" I scream, panicked. I see her struggling on the surf board an then she lets out a bloodcurdling scream and then the water around her turns red. "MOMMY?" I scream, crying now "MOM!"
She isn't answering me.
I fall into the sand and sob.
She's dead.
She's dead and I never even got to tell her I loved her.
...9...
I sit up, my t-shirt clinging to me. It's only four in the morning now. I scramble up, crying, gasping, and sweating, the sheets sticking to me and trip me so I fall.
I get up and rush out of my bedroom and down to the guest room. Kale is asleep next to Mom.
I pick him up and he wakes. "Katniss what are you doing?"
"Go and sleep in my room, I want Mom." I carry him to my room and lay him down in my bed.
He's so out of it that he just falls back asleep. I go back into Mom's room and shut the door and climb into bed with her. She wakes up.
"Katniss, what are you doing?"
"I'm sleeping in here. I'm sorry for saying I hate you because I don't Mommy I love you."
She tiredly reaches up and dries my tears. "Don't cry. It's okay. Where's Kale?"
"He's in my room."
"Okay." She says.
I lay down next to her and fall asleep holding her hand.
...7...
"Guys." Mom says. She gets up and turns on the light. I let out a loud moan.
"Mom shut it off." Reed groans. I look at my feet and see he's taken the other half of the bed, and then Kale is in the middle using my arm as a pillow.
"Why are they all in here?" Effie asks in the doorway, and you can hear a laugh in her voice.
"Reed was uncomfortable on the couch, Katniss couldn't sleep and then she moved Kale to her room
And the moon was too bright so he came back."
"And you guys slept like this since four?" I hear her take a picture.
"Yes." Mom says. I use my free arm to cover my eyes. I'm almost asleep when Mom says, "If you don't want to go to disney you can stay in bed."
The weight of Kale's head on my arm disappears, and Reed moves to Mom's side of the bed.
"If you guys want to go to Cracker Barrel you would get up."
Reed walks out of the room and I pull the blankets over my head.
"If you don't want me to drop Peeta off at home, you better get up."
I groan and roll over, completely covering myself like a burrito with her blankets, and then I get up and trudge to my room with everyone laughing at me.
...8...
When I go downstairs after my shower, everyone looks upset and angry.
"What?" I ask, expecting the worst.
Mom doesn't need to say it.
"We're not going."
She sighs. "We can't."
"Why not?"
She inclines her head to the kitchen.
I look, and I feel heat of pure fury boiling in the pit of my stomach.
Why is my father here?
"I've heard your fucking around in school."
"Why the hell is he here?" I demand.
"Young lady," Effie sighs.
"Last I checked, I'm your father." He says.
Reed told me that he didn't even speak to Dad.
That's because everyone is afraid of him.
Well, I'm not.
"Father? You call yourself my father?" I snort. "You left us for your whore, and then you come waltzing back into our lives like your wanted! What the fuck is wrong with you!"
"Whore? She's not a whore! I love her!"
"I don't give a fuck who you love! You aren't wanted here! If you love your plastic bitch, why are you here bothering us? Get out of our lives! Signed the fucking divorce papers, get out of our house in Florida and never fucking come back! We don't want you here!"
I pissed him off real bad, and I think everyone is just surprised that I'm saying these things because I'm not very open about my feelings. He looks like he wants to kill me.
"Go! Get out of this house! Leave and never come back!" He shouts.
And I listen. I run to the garage and grab my bike and my surf board, and I go.
It takes me two hours and forty minutes. I go to Huntington Beach and dump my bike in the sand.
I hope they don't expect to see me again for a while.
Okay so I've gotten a couple votes for each story.
I didn't want to do this, but I'm just going to do both of them.
The next chapter will be for You're Mine Sequel.