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Chapter eight: The Funeral and Proposal

We buried Haymitch a mile away from where president snow was thrown into a pit to rot in hell. He was buried in the new district 13. We wanted to bury him in what was left in district 12, but there was nothing left. Peeta wouldn't let me beat President Snow's head with rock before we threw him into his pit.

"Disrespect," He said.

"Who cares," I told him. "He deserves to rot in hell with a bleeding head."

I kissed him sweetly to get my way. Yet, it didn't work. So, I kissed him again. He still wanted more.

He made me kiss him again. And again. And again. You'd think he would get tired of that. As would I. But, I don't, nor does he. I thought that I had chosen Gale, but it turns out I didn't. When Gale was gone from me, I was sad, well I was more than sad. You could say I was heartbroken. But when Peeta was away from me I was empty. A part of me was gone. He was my other half… my lifeline.

No words were said. We just leaned on each other and felt the relief that had washed over us as Effie threw President Snow into his pit. Never underestimate a pumpkin wig. Since she killed him she hasn't said a word. I think she feels guilty. Effie is a lot of things, but she isn't a killer.

We walked to the new district 13, Peeta and I hand in hand. Gale was standing behind, head in hands shoulders shaking softly. I felt guilty, but all was well, in a way that totally sucked.

We then got to the place where we would bury Haymitch. It was a large oak tree. Effie started digging the hole. About halfway in between her digging the hole, she started crying. She was crying so much she couldn't finish. Peeta unlocked our hands, kissed my forehead, and then went and hugged Effie.

He whispered something in her ear, and she nodded. She took herself away from his grip, and went and stood by the Gale. Peeta finished digging the whole, and turned to the wooden box, that held Haymitch's cold, pale body. He started lower his body into the ground, as I fell to my knees.

I screamed, and I cried.

Peeta stopped what he was doing, and came to me. He grabbed my shoulders and lifted me up. He picked me up bridal style and let me cry into his shirt.

Gale finished burying Haymitch and motioned for us to follow.

I stopped crying and looked over Peeta's shoulder, and blew a kiss to the man who helped us survive.

***

President Snow had told us he would change the age you had to be to become married if he had to. After much protest from the country, the new president, Cinna, now fully recovered, had made the law of marriage at seventeen. In two months we would marry. Peeta had once again proposed to me in front of everybody. The whole country knew our story. Our stunts of marriage… and child… they understood in our desperation we had acted "unruly."

I could see it in my head. Peeta on one knee the crowd gasping as they already had. We had been in front of the crowd to announce President Snow's death, and Cinna as the new president. Cinna said it was only temporary, but I could tell –and Peeta agreed- that he liked being in charge.

Peeta turned to the crowd.

"We lied to you and we deceived you. We lied about our love. But being apart made us realize, that it was true all along. I am asking you for another chance. We know we love each other. You know now that we love each other. Please."

By the end of Peeta's speech, I could that they were giving us the second chance that we had asked for. Half of the audience had tears in their eyes.

I could see in Peeta's eyes what he was about to do.

I gasped loudly.

The crowd turned and looked at me. Their eyes said "You don't know what he is about to do?"

I covered my mouth to keep from shouting with joy. I never knew that I loved Peeta that much.

I turned and looked at Gale. He nodded. I quickly uncovered my mouth and mouthed "Thank you," to him. He quickly averted his gaze from my eyes.

Peeta then turned to me with tears in his eyes. I knew I had tears in my eyes and was running my mascara. I also knew that Cinna would scold me later, but I didn't care.

He got down on one knee.

"I have an undying love for you. I know now that you feel the same way. I apologize for not being there for those first few days in the ship. Katniss, I will never do that again."

He paused as he reached into his coat pocket and pulled out the most beautiful ring that I had ever seen. The ring lay on a black velvet cushion, which he held carefully in his hands.

"So now my beautiful Mockingjay, will you stay with me forever?"

I put my hands back over my mouth and nodded vigorously.

The audience applauded madly. I took my hands off of my mouth, and kissed him lightly on the cheek, pulling him into a hug. I knelt down next to him and whispered in his ear, "I wish Haymitch were here." He did not reply but nodded slightly. It was still painful to speak of the man who had helped us get where we were today.

We celebrated. Both prep teams were there. They had thrown away my old wedding dress. I never wished to see it again. Cinna stole me away from Peeta and told me to choose my own. We would design it together tomorrow.

I was only allowed to dance with Cinna once. Peeta then came along, tapped me lightly on the shoulder, and as I turned around he kissed me on the lips. When he finally pulled away, he took my hands off of Cinna's shoulder and placed them on his. As he spun me around he told Cinna, "I don't care if you're President, and she is still my Fiancé. I would like to dance with her now." Cinna laughed and nodded.

As Cinna walked away, Peeta brushed his hand against my cheek.

"I love you, Mockingjay," he said happily.

He kisses me again. I glance down at my ring.

Right in the center of it, was a milky white pearl.

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