I put him in this state. He had a breakdown because of me. He was almost hijacked, but he might be. They tried to distort and twist his memories, but he refused. He had faith in me. He knew I didn't try to kill him. He trusted me. He knew nothing like that would ever happen.
He had faith in me.
I never would be where I am today if it weren't for Peeta. I would've died when I was eleven, and he wouldn't have given me bread. I would be dead now.
The doctor's come in after a few minutes, and I'm still sitting next to Peeta on his bed. I'm asked to leave, and I head to my compartment for the rest of the night.
I wake up, in the middle of the night screaming, nightmares. I felt sweat on my forehead, and tears trickling down my cheeks.
I then run into the bathroom and vomit into the toilet. Nightmares and being pregnant don't mix well. I sit on the bathroom floor, and I try to pull myself together. I decide a shower would be nice. I undress and step into the waterfall of hot water. I rinse my hair out and clean myself, then step out and dry myself with a towel.
I wrap a towel around my hair, to let it dry. No fancy blow driers in 13, like they did in the Capitol. I sit down on my bed, and glance over at my mother and sister sleeping soundly. I haven't had a chance this week to talk about my pregnancy yet, but I know they are both fully aware. I need some fresh air, so I walk out into the hallways, and decide to go visit Peeta.
I quietly walk through the winding and twisting hallways. Then go down a couple floors to the hospital. I step out and cautiously walk to Peeta's room. I walk to room 105, where he was previously today. I walk to the door and open it. No one's in there. I walk over to the bed and found a note from Haymitch, addressed to me.
Katniss,
Peeta has been moved to the intensive care unit, it's upstairs in the hospital. He is in room 203. I'll explain more when you get here.
Haymitch
I crumble up the note and toss it behind me as I leave the room. I search for the stairs, and run up them to the intensive care unit. I glance around looking for his room, and see Haymitch standing in the hallways outside of his room.
"Haymitch, What happened to Peeta?" I asked him. He had a worried look on his face.
"When you visited him earlier, He had woken up as you left, he saw the doctors escort you out, he had an episode again. He thought they were doctor's from the Capitol and thought they would inject you with the tracker jacker venom they put in him. He freaked out when they tried to give him morphling. Then he refused to eat, and passed out. So the sent him to intensive care for more tests and better equipment. He's hooked up to an IV now. You should go see him, he's awake." Haymitch explains. I examine the door in front of me, my mouth still open from the information I got from Haymitch. I crack the door open and Peeta's eyes automatically stare into me. I shut the door behind me.
"Katniss." Peeta whispers. I walk over to his bed, and pull a chair up behind me, and sit down next to his bed. I grab his hand. "You're here."
"Yes, Peeta I'm here." I say, soothing him. I hold his hand in both of mine, and look deep into his eyes. His eyes begin to dilate, and I prepare for the worst. He then takes a deep breath. And his eyes shrink back to normal. I reach up and brush away some of his hair out of his face. He gets a single tear to fall from his face. I wipe it off his face with my thumb and smile. He doesn't return the smile, he just sits there with a sad look on his face.
"Why did you leave?" he asked, his voice had a serious tone.
"I had to go to 8 for a propo. I'm sorry Peeta, I didn't know it would affect you so badly." I tell him.
"You have no idea the effect you have on people." Peeta says softly.
"You said that during our first games." I tell him.
"I distinctly remember." Peeta says smiling. That's the Peeta I know.
"When are they going to let you out of this hospital?" I asked him, he probably doesn't know, but maybe.
"They said in two or three days." He tells me. "Will you promise to visit me?"
"Of course." I mutter, and bring my lips to his. Once we break for air he has a small smile on his face. "I love you."
"I love you too, Katniss."
I then climb up onto the hospital bed with him. It fits both of us easily. I lay there with my head on his shoulder. We both stare off into the distance, taking in each other's warmth.
"You need some sleep, Peeta." I tell him. It is the middle of the night.
"Will you be there when I wake up?" He asks, looking sadly into my eyes. I nodded and said
"Always."
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