A/N: Hey guys! Sorry this has taken a while and sorry it's not very long. Unfortunately I have school to deal with and it is difficult when you have other priorities as well. I will desperately try to get more up, especially since holidays is soon. Sorry again, but I would love it if you guys could still review this and tell me what you think =) Also follow and favourite :) ENJOY!
As Gale steps up to the microphone, a high pitch noise rings through the crowd. When I cover my ears though, I notice no-one else paid attention to it… or maybe they didn't hear it. Peeta's hands grip tighter onto mine as I await gales voice to be projected out.
"I remember the day like no other. We were all out here, watching the games when the power suddenly shut off and the bombs collided with the ground. As things began exploding around me, I knew there was only one thing I could do," I close my eyes tight as I try desperately not to think about the images that plague my nightmares. "I had to break free of the district with as many people as I could. I knew of an easy access point into the woods, somewhere where we could all be safe. I knew though, I wouldn't succeed on saving everybody. Though many of us were lucky enough to be spared, many were not." Gale's face was struggling to remain emotionless, one of the many commands that were given to him in training in 13. I watch him as he stands tall, one hand straight down his side, the other holding a piece of paper.
"I remember watching from the trees as our district turned to ash. I remember watching those being taken from this lifetime, and knowing there was nothing I could do to help them. Looking out amongst this district now, it is hard to imagine what it used to be. I am proud to see though how far it has come. District 12 is and always will be my home, so I am very honoured to be standing up on this stage, talking to you all today. Thank you." When Gale finishes up, he walks back and takes a seat next to the mayor. I lower my head onto Peeta's shoulders. I want to go home. I don't want to be here anymore. I don't want to be in the presence of Gale, or anyone else but Peeta's anymore. This is becoming too painful. Thankfully, when Effie takes the microphone again, her chirpy voice spreading through the district, she gives her winning smile and cuts the rope.
"I know officially re-open District 12!" Effie announces.
Mayor Willow gives a quick thanks to our guests and congratulates us all on re-building this district, and officially belonging to district 12 again. As people begin to leave, Peeta leans down to my ear.
"Do you want to skip the party and get out of here?" I give a nod. Before we can be picked out of the crowd, Peeta with his hand still enclosed around mine, leads us out of the crowd and walks us back home. My head is filled with clouded thoughts, and I still can't decipher what anything means. Did I really just see Gale? Did I just witness a heart-wrenching presentation that reminded me so much of my horrible past? I believe so. I lean on Peeta the whole way home, my eyes fluttering closed every now and again.
After a while, Peeta sweeps me up into his arms and carries me home. I feel so strange and empty after everything today. The roses, the presentation, Gale. I snuggle into Peeta's chest as we get closer and closer to the Victor's village.
"I love you." I whisper as I stare up at him. He slows down his walk and smiles down at me.
"I love you too Kat." My hand reaches up to his cheek and gently, I lean up and press my lips against his.
When we reach inside the house, Peeta insists on carrying me to bed.
"Look at you Kat. You need to rest."
"Peeta I'm fine. I just need to occupy myself." I reply as I stumble from the mattress and back into his arms. My hands rest on his shoulders as he stares down at me. He knows I won't give up. I'm too stubborn.
"Katniss. You nearly fell asleep in my arms on the way home."
"That was me just trying to relax."
"You've had a long morning. just try and rest for at least an hour." He says as he puts his arms around his waist, resting our foreheads together.
"Can I rest on the couch, next to you?" I smile.
He pauses for a moment. He understands there's no way I'm going to be left alone to rest. "Fine." He gives a smile and leans down to kiss me. The kiss is passionate and soft, leaving me wanting more. When he pulls away, I bring my lips up to him again. I can feel the vibrations through his lips as he laughs.
As we settle onto the couch, I lean against his side and watch as he grabs his sketch pad and begins to draw. I switch on the television and watch as various shows flash across the screen. I lean my head back against Peeta and slowly begin to lose energy. As I start to feel more tired and weak, I can't help my mind fly through the day. The roses along scared me to be sick, though deep down I know it posed no danger, it was the reminder of what has happened in the past and what it represents. Then there was the opening ceremony. Oh how it has pained me watching as the district was being rebuilt. Yes, it is great that it's not rebels anymore, but the fact that it once was rubbles and the fact that it will never be the way it used to be, causes agony in my heart. I will never get to stroll into the old Hob and trade meat. I don't miss the starvation of course, I mean who would, but I will miss the way things used to be. Before the games and the rebellion. Of course though, I wouldn't trade in what I have now. I would never trade away Peeta. I would never trade away the success of demolishing the games and our corrupted government. Seeing the presentation of these reminders and so many families that are no longer here, almost knocked me off my feet, but it was seeing Gale again that threw me over the edge. If I didn't have such a strong hold on Peeta, I'm sure I would have lost it and run into the woods.
With my head resting on Peeta's shoulder, I turn my attention away from the television and stare down at Peeta's hands as they create a beautiful drawing of the meadow with the woods in the background. The meadow is filled with dandelions. I snuggle up to Peeta more and with my eyes locked on his drawing, I feel my affection and love for him grow. He's perfect. Everything I want. Everything I need. I can't live without him. I know that now. I guess I've none a part of this for a long time, I mean it was one of the reasons why I refused to lose him to the games. If he died, I died.
I look up to the love of my life and smile. Peeta notices my locked eyes and returns them. I bring my hand up to his cheek and gently pull his face down to mine. Our lips press together in a tender kiss that leaves me wanting more. Peeta begins to pull back but when I place my hands behind his neck, he doesn't object. He throws his sketch book off the couch and envelopes me in his arms. He pulls me onto his lap and I smile as we exchange many kisses. I love him. I know that. I will do anything for him. A sudden urge to show him how much I love him washes over me. Should I? Would he stop it? Does he want to is the better question. Do I want to? Yeah, I believe I do. I want to be with him forever. I want him to have me, all of me. I love him. That's all I really need to do. Peeta's hands rest on my hips as my hands run through his hair. When he deepens the kiss, I feel a sense of relief was over me.
"Peeta…" I say through the kiss as we slowly part.
"Yeah." His eyes lock on mine and he's got a beautiful smile printed across his face.
"I love you."
"I know you do Kat. I love you too." He smiles as he presses his lips against mine again passionately. I allow more kisses before I conjure up the courage to speak once more.
"Peeta?"
"Hmmm." He moves his lips down to my neck.
"I want to." Peeta moves his eyes up to mine. He pauses before he speaks.
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah, I am." We both share a smile before our lips clash. Peeta lifts us both up into the air with my legs wrapped around his waist and my arms around his neck. He walks us up the stairs and into the bedroom. As soon as my back hits the bed, I feel a stronger urge for Peeta. Our time together is passionate but gentle. I'll never forget it. I never want to be without him.
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