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Prim's cries are what wake me up. Again it was one of those horrible nightmares that consume me with so much fear. I cling to the bedside table and find Peeta fast asleep right next to me. I decide to lay back down and try to sleep. I hear her crying for help again. I open my eyes and rub my eyes hoping to clear everything in my head. I smell and also feel the heat of burning fire and that's when I see her lying in the doorway of the room. "Prim!" I yell and yell I try to get up, but for some reason cannot move from my place on the bed. "Peeta help Prim!" I scream. "PEETA!". I start shaking him and roll him over on his side. Instead of seeing his beautiful warm toned skin I see a pale face, his corpse.
I wake up and scream so badly and sit up so fast that I get extremely light headed. My skin feeling damp but cool from the cool night breeze coming from the window. My face wet with tears. Peeta sits up and hugs me from behind moving the sticky knots of hair from my forehead.
"You were dead, Prim was dying," I whimper. He kisses the top my head. I hold on to his hand for extra support.
"Shhh I'm right here, look at me I'm fine," he says and I look at his face and find his normal toned skin. "I'm never going to leave you."
"I'm sorry I woke you," I choke out.
"No need to apologize," he tells me. "C'mon relax and lets get some more sleep in if your going to help me out at the bakery," he gives me a smile. We lay back down and I rest my head at the base of his neck.
"I love you," I say.
"I love you too, goodnight."
It's around 7 in the morning when I wake up again. Peeta left earlier to go prepare the things needed for the bakery. Later as I start walking to the bakery my mind wanders to the nightmare I had last night. It was one of the worsts that I've had in months. It was most likely triggered by the news from yesterday. I don't know how I'm going to get through this even though I've dealt with the situation before. After the first rebellion I was very depressed, called it PTSD, post tramatic stress disorder. I very easily recovered when Peeta came back into my life. I was 17 years old, time flies by fast. I'm really hoping that President Paylor can control it, at least for everyone's sake or else Panem is going to face a very bad hit.
I come into the bakery from the back door. I hear Peeta conversing with some customers out front. I make my way into the kitchen where all the baking is done. I say hi to Gregor and Paul, Peetas' workers and go into his office. I put my stuff down and make my way to the front of the bakery. I see an elderly woman struggling to reach a cake from one of the bottom shelves. Peeta comes around from the counter and helps her up and reaches for the cake. I recognize her, I think from the Seam. I remember when I was little that she used to be the caretaker for the children that were to young for school. She must be around 80 years old now. "Please take it, a gift for being the nicest in town," Peeta says with a smile offering her the cake.
"Oh Peeta, thank you very much, I'm only taking this because you are very caring and sweet, thank you." She tells him. She pats his cheek and leaves the bakery. I smile, how can someone be so generous. Peeta sees me in the doorway. He smiles and comes towards me. I put on my best pissed off face. He stops in his tracks. "What?" he says.
'You just gave away a cake," I exclaim.
"Katniss, I'm sorry she was just a nice lady and-" He stops talking when he hears me laughing.
"I'm sorry Peeta," my laughter dies,"That was very generous of you," I tell him.
He smiles and gives me a loving hug. "Your so cruel to me," he says sarcastically. "I'm glad you came cause," he lets go of me and hands me an apron, "it's going to get a lot busier in the afternoon and the guys and I need lots of help."
We close up the bakery and head out the door and are greeted by the chilly night air. Peeta and I walk hand in hand to our house. But before we could even blink we heard a high pitched female scream. We both lock eyes. This can't be good.
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