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Chapter 9: The Past Is Hurtful (Part 2)

Katniss' POV

Haymitch chuckles and tells Rye, "I like you." My mother says, "Well dinner was interesting." I whisper, "I have to go see Peeta." Mr. Mellark and Rye join me up, "We're are leaving Maradeth, sorry and thank you." She nods, too numb to answer. I turn to Haymitch, "Go home and take a bath." He chuckles, "Goodnight to you too Sweetheart." Rye and Mr. Mellark just hug me, telling me they appreciate my care for Peeta.

I grab my coat and run to Peeta's house. I reach his door and knock twice. I yell, "Peet, it's me Katniss!" I hear glass shatter and I panic. I plead, "Peeta! Peeta don't hurt yourself! Please don't!" I grab the door and kick it open. The first I step on is a broken lamp. I find Peeta on the floor, with his head between his knees. I move to him cautiously. I ask, "Peeta?" He growls, "Go away!"

I'm shocked, he wants me to leave, but I won't let him do this. So I hold my ground, "No...Not this time Peeta." He looks up and I kneel to him, and take his face in my hands, "You're perfect, Peeta." He shakes his head, but I continue, "Peeta you're amazing. Screw everyone else. I think your perfect. Don't let them change you because believe me when I say I love who you are." He looks at me hurt and says, "I'm a mess, a nobody." I become angry at what they have done to this poor boy. Taken his innocence away, wiping his conscience of all good. "No you're important. To me, you are shouldn't that be enough?" I say. He looks at me tenderly and says, "I love you." I press my forehead to his. I've never been good with words, but I can show Peeta, that I care for him. One of the only people in this world that I actually care about, other than Prim. "I care about you so, so, so, so much. Now come along, we need to clean you up." I help him up with so much effort and take him upstairs to his room. I make him sit on the bed. I go to his bathroom and turn on a hot shower for him.

I go back to him crying, silent tears running down his cheeks. I begin to unbutton his shirt and take it off him. His bare chest begins to distract me, and I try focusing on moving on. I unbutton his jeans with no shame making sure not to take his undergarments with them. I soundly slip the jeans over his protestic leg. I throw his clothesin the hamper and pick him up to the hot bath. I say, "Peet, take a bath while I clean up. I'll call my mother so she can tend to your wounds. Please take a bath if not for yourself but for me. I'll leave you some clothes on the counter." He nods and I head out.

I go downstairs and head towards the phone. I grab a nearby broom. I grab the phone and dial my house. After three rings, my mother answers, "Hello?" I respond, "Mom, it's Katniss. Peeta well...I need you to come, I fear he has some cuts." She says, "Ok darling, I'll be there in about 5 minutes." I warn her, "Mom?!" She stops, "Yes?" I quietly say, "Just prepare yourself, he's not in the best state or his house. There's a lot of broken glass." She responds, "Got it, honey." With that I hang up and broom quickly.

I wipe up a very big amount of smashed vases. Also, finding teared up books. I clean up his living room quickly. I go back upstairs to his room and find some clothes. I enter and look through his drawers. I find some clean boxer briefs and some pijama pants, as well as a white cotton shirt. I knock into the bathroom, to see if I can enter. I hear nothing so I enter and see him threw the bath curtain, sitting in the bath. I sigh and say, "Peeta, I brought you some clothes and my mother will come soon to check on you." I look over to him to see him nod.

I exit and hear knocking downstairs. I run downstairs, yelling, "Coming!" I open the door to see my mother run in. I say, "Upstairs, middle room." She heads upstairs and I go to the kitchen to clean up the mess in there. I gasp to find it worse than his living room. I clean up the torn flour sack and clean his table full of frosting. I pick up all the dishes and wipe all his counters. I grab the several trash bags and head outside to throw them in the bins.

I go in quickly and decide it's time to head upstairs to see Peeta. I climb upstairs and find the door slightly ajar. I open it and see my mother tending to Peeta. He winces as she rubs his jaw with a cotton ball full of alcohol. My mother sees me, and says, "He has an injury on his lower abdomen, so we had to remove his shirt." I try looking away from his chest; something about looking at Peeta's body makes me feel different. I say, "That's fine any others?" She points to his bandaged foot, "Stepped on broken glass." I scowl at Peeta who seems to not be looking at me. It's only till I'm sitting on his bed next to him, he speaks. He chokes out, "I'm sorry."

I stare at him in disbelief followed by, "Peeta. No! I should be apologizing to you! I'm sorry Gale was such an as-" I don't get to finish my sentence before my mother interrupts me, "Katniss Joyce Everdeen! Second time!" Peeta chuckles, "You better watch your mouth, beautiful Joyce." I scowl at him for using my middle name. I grab his hand and intertwine my fingers with his. He smiles and kisses the back of my hand. My mother looks at us in adoration and smiles sweetly, "You know when me and your father were together, he used to do that to me." I smile and kiss Peeta's cheek. Peeta goes red and I say, "Always the gentleman."

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