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So, here's another chapter before I go to Greece! I figured because I won't update in a while, I'd just do two really close to each other.
The song included is one really close to my heart. Please enjoy!

And I will stumble and fall
I'm still learning to love
Just starting to crawlSay something, I'm giving up on you
I'm sorry that I couldn't get to you
Anywhere I would've followed you
Say something, I'm giving up on youAnd I will swallow my pride
You're the one that I love
And I'm saying goodbyeSay something - A Great Big World

Peeta POV

That night, we eat our dinner in silence. I try to get some small talk going, but fail. Miserably. Katniss just looks up, stares at me like I have a disease or something, and looks at her food again. The scowl, which was gone for a minute this morning, is back on her face. For good, it seems.

After another ten minutes of eating, Katniss stands up, saying that she's done.
"I'll come with you." I say, making it sound like I don't question here wanting me with her at all. I do though, and with good reason.
She looks me right in the eye. "Don't," she says. "Just don't, please."

I sit there for like a minute before I decide to go after her.
"Don't Peeta, just let her be." Haymitch says in a soft voice. I ignore him.
"Never been very good at listening, huh?" He says.
"Never been good at anything, apparently." I throw back. I know I decided that I wouldn't let his comments of this morning get to me, but they have. And now that Katniss isn't here, I can finally say something.

"Look kid, I-" He starts to explain.
"Save it, Haymitch. I think you've said enough for the day." It's not fair, because even I think what he said was the truth. It just hurts so much.

I walk into Katniss's room without asking. She's there, sitting on her bed, staring out of her window with a dead expression on her face. I sigh.

"Katniss, what's wrong?" I ask her sternly. I don't need any more sugar-coating. I need the truth from her, even if I can't handle it.

She doesn't give it to me, though. "Nothing, just leave please." She says, her eyes never leaving the window and what's behind it.

I let out another deep sigh, and turn on my heels to get to my own room. Then, in a split-second, I decide to do something I'd never thought myself brave enough. In mere seconds, I'm next to her again.
I look into her eyes, and then I kiss her. It's a soft kiss, nothing more than just a peck. But there's no cameras, and I didn't ask for permission of any kind. When I open my eyes, I see tears falling out of her closed eyes. Then, suddenly I'm laying down on the bed, Katniss beating my chest with her fists.

"What are you doing?" She yells, still crying. I catch her fists and stop them from hitting me.
"What am I doing? What are you doing?! Say something, please."

"What's wrong?" She says, her voice steady. "Let me tell you what's wrong. I'm going into the arena in three days. There's yet another person that wants to save me, while I want to save him. Yet I don't know how I'm going to do that, because I'm all alone wanting him out."

I look down from her eyes, knowing that she's talking about me. I don't want to save Haymitch. I want to save her.

"And then there's you. You are just always here. What the hell did I do to deserve you? To deserve this? Cause I don't know but maybe, just maybe, I don't deserve you. Don't you get it? You don't need me! I'm just a scowling, awkward girl who's good with a bow. You don't love me. You love the idea of me. And in a few days, that's all you'll have left. The idea of me. I won't survive this time Peeta, not without you. And when I'm gone, what will become of you? I want you to be happy. I really do. Can you do that for me, be happy?" Her voice breaks and finally, she starts sobbing. Her little speech made my heart ache. I could tell that she's been thinking about all of this for a while now. At the end, what she was saying became slurred and incoherent, but her message is clear.

She confirms my thoughts. "Leave me Peeta, take your distance. Leave me before it's too late. I can't live with myself if I'm making you unhappy."

I turn her shoulders, making sure she looks at me.
"I'm already hurt, Katniss. You can't protect me from you; you're already in my heart. Please, I just-"

And then she interrupts me in a way I'd never thought possible. Her lips on my lips feel different this time, or maybe that's just me. It feels like the night in the cave, but even better. I deepen the kiss, and she moans. It's the best sound I've heard from her in a while, and I smile in between kisses. I lie on top of her, making sure I don't crush her with my body.
In the end, it's me who pulls back first.
"I love you, Katniss." I see the worried expression in her eyes, and rush to reassure her.
"Don't say anything. I know you don't want to. Just... Know that, okay?" She nods. I kiss her forehead softly, and lie down so that her back is against me. She takes my hand and lies it across her body, giving me permission to hold her, like every night since the Victory tour.

"Good night." I say softly.
"Good night Peeta." She replies. I know the circumstances are far from perfect and I should be terrified of what's going to happen next. But right here in this moment, I'm perfectly content.