Peeta's Pov

I throw my bag at the coat hanger by the front door. Of course with my luck, it misses by a millimeter. I can't believe it's been three days since Katniss left, and I've already turned into the living dead.

I walk further into the door, and into the family bakery. My house is kind of weird because the bakery is on the first floor, the television and family room along with my room, are all on the second floor, and the master bedroom and the fitness room is on the third.

I walk up the stairs, planning to have a quiet and unnoticed escape into my room. Which of course is not possible because as soon as I reach my door; I hear my dad call me. I walk downstairs and find my dad, mom and brothers Rye and Graham in the television room.

They each have weird looks on their faces; which causes one to come on mine as well. My dad walks over to me and rest a gentle hand on my shoulder. "Peeta, my son, there is something you need to see."

I can't help the feeling of my heart dropping to the pit of my stomach. I can literally feel the grief in the air and I know that what I am about to see will not be pretty. I sit on the couch next to Rye and they un-pause the television.

I recognize this as the 5:00 news. The reporter comes on and introduces her story and I almost pass out. "The 8 o clock flight to California was just found completely covered in water on an island just off the coast. There are no survivors. We have a list of all the passengers who were on flight 101. Please pay your respects to their families." I am confused for a second, wasn't Katniss and her family on the eight o clock flight to California? Oh God no…

I sit on the tip of my seat as I wait for her to call the names. "The names we have may or may not be all of the passengers on the flight but it is the best we can do at the moment. On the list we have Robyn Carter, Misty Evans, Michael Edwards, Primrose Everdeen, Haymitch Abernathy, Effie Trinket, and Katniss Everdeen." The screen goes blank and so does my heart.

I feel Rye put his hands on my shoulder. "I'm sorry bro. How are you holding up?" This is when it all hits me and the wall around my heart breaks.

"What the fuck do you mean 'how am I holding up'? I just find out my fucking girlfriend and her entire family is dead and that's what you say to me? I'll never get to hold her, or feel her touch again. I didn't even get to say a proper good bye. She was too good for this world, but she suffered so much. My life is shit without her." I can feel the tears come to my eyes.

"It's okay Peeta. She's in a better place." My mom says.

"How the hell is she in a better place? The only better place is with me."

"Calm down Peeta."

"Don't tell me to fucking calm down." I throw a lamp at the wall and find satisfaction in watching it shatter to pieces, just like my heart. I grab anything my hand touches, just to see it break into smaller particles, just like my being.

I feel strong hands wrap around me and I feel my resolve wear off. I look behind me to see Graham holding me back from breaking anything else. I see my mother in the corner with my dad's arms wrapped around her as she watches me with tears in her eyes.

Graham pulls me into a hug and whispers to me. "I never thought I'd see the day that you would break. That's how I know you loved her with everything that you had. At first I wasn't sure, but now there is no denying it. The love that you and Katniss had, and still have is unbreakable; even in death." His voice starts to crack as he releases a few tears of his own. "Love like that is hard to find but you will find it again Peeta. I promise you."

I hug him harder. "I don't want it with anyone else. I'll kill myself before that happens." I let him go and walk up the stairs into my room, contemplating my next move.

Okay so before you freak out, sorry I haven't posted in about two months? I got locked out of my ffn acc, and I just got it back so surprise. This chapter was very emotional for me. There will be happy endings, because I have a lot of ideas for this story. Just fro right now this needs to happen.

~Chloe