A/N: Seeing as Louis is now living in our house and he's letting me use his laptop even though he uses it non stop, updates should be quicker! Louis has also started helping me a lot with the fanfiction with ideas and such and we have quite a few ideas for other fanfictions not only for The Hunger Game but, for Pretty Little Liars and The Vampire Diaries which are both TV shows and i am making Luis watch XD!
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Warning: This is a pretty sad chapter :(
That night Peeta slips into my room after me and we kiss frantically. He locks my door and then scoops me into his arms before literally throwing me onto the bed. I laugh loudly and scramble backwards as Peeta roughly tugs his bow tie off and throws his suit jacket over my desk chair.
"You nearly killed me!" He hisses and I smirk. "I though I was going to explode, god damnit!" I watch as Peeta lazily pulls his button up dinner shirt over his head. "To think that I was going to make sweet, romantic love to you all night!" He slips his feet from his fancy shoes and unbuckles his belt. "I think I've earned the right to fuck you so hard that you cannot speak tomorrow because of the screaming I make you do!" I bite my lips as Peeta steps out of his trousers and his erection presses hard against his tight fitting boxers. "I want to make sure every single person in this house hears your screams tonight but, only I hear you calling out my name desperately!" Peeta pushes his boxers down and I stifle a moan as he grasps himself and pumps a few times before crawling on the bed.
Peeta runs his hand between my legs and grasps my underwear before pulling them suddenly, I hear a shocking rip as Peeta pulls them away from my body easily before pushing my dress up to my hips. Peeta looks across at my wardrobe and I frown following his gaze, I don't expect when he enters me suddenly, burying himself inside me as I moan deeply.
"Oh god Peeta." I murmur as he starts to thrust roughly, his head buried into my neck and my hands gripping his hair in fistfuls. After a few minutes Peeta somehow lifts my leg up onto his shoulder and I stare at him in horror before he enters me again and I physically scream. The new penetration send me hurtling into my orgasm while Peeta continues to thrust into me in this position until my body becomes limp.
"Come here, Baby." Peeta whispers and pulls on my hands so that I sit up and he pulls my dress off me before unclasping my bra. "Fuck me." He murmurs and I clamber into his lap as he watches me with a sexy smirk spreading across his mouth. I'm so wet that Peeta slides into me easily and I throw my head back in pleasure as he fills me so 's hands hold my hips as he drags me down onto him and my hands are gripping his shoulders desperately trying to say grounded. Peeta starts to thrust his hips upwards into me and I can't help but let out numerous screams of pleasure. I lift my hands into my hair and moan loudly as I feel myself on the brink of an orgasm, when I open my eyes I smile at Peeta's slack jaw and rolling eyes then fall into my orgasm too.
For Prim's fifteenth birthday she asked to go to an open air movie showing 'Gone With The Wind' so that's where Peeta is driving the three of us now. Peeta is wearing dark jeans and a dark green button up shirt, I'm wearing jeans and a jumper and Prim is in a light blue dress that Evan bought for her.
Prim was in the back on the phone to Rory using the new phone that Rye had bought her, Peeta and mine hands were linked over the gear stick, I couldn't help but look at him as he watched the road. He was growing his hair out a bit so there were small waves starting to form and he had a small smile playing on his lips.
"You're distracting me, Kat." Peeta said quietly and I blushed as I looked out of the window quickly.
"Keep your eyes on the road." I say and he squeezes my hand a little before humming along to the radio.
"Rory says hi." Prim calls from the back seat and I turn to look at her.
"I say hi back, are you going to be on the phone all day missy?" I ask and she gives me a cheesey grin.
"Ask him how the baseball is coming along." Peeta says and Prim asks Rory.
"He says he can't get the fast ball right so when can you give him a lesson?" Prim forwards to Peeta who looks around the motorway in slight confusion because there are no other cars.
"Ehhh, we'll work it out tomorrow at the dinner." Peeta replies and then accelerates some more when he sees a few cars coming up behind him. Peeta releases my hand and I look at him.
"Peeta?" I ask carefully and he frowns deeply.
"This feels dodgey, I don't like it, Katniss." He whispers to me and I look around.
We watch as a black SUV drives past us and Peeta sighs but my eyes are watching a red land rover on the other side of the motorway.
"Peeta, is he coming this way?" I ask and Peeta grips the steering wheel, The land rover breaks through the barries and slides onto our side of the motorway.
"What the fuck?!" Peeta swears and swerves out of the way but the land rover catches the tail of Peeta's car making us spin, Prim screams and Peeta tries to get out of spinning. The car grinds to a halt and none of us speak for a minute, our racing hearts filling the car until Peeta looks behind and unbuckles his seat belt.
"Don't go." I whisper, my voice racing and Peeta turns to me and takes my hand, squeezing.
"I'm going to be fine, I just want to check the other guy is okay." Peeta reaches across and kisses my cheek and then my ears are pierced by Prim's scream and then I slam forwards as a car drives into the back of us. My seat belt stops me just before I slam my head on the dash board but Peeta is thrown forwards and a deafening crack is heard. I try to turn round to see Prim but I can't move so I sit motionless watching blood pour from Peeta's head.
My eyes rise and I watch in horror as a truck drives straight towards the drivers side of Peeta's car. I screw my eyes shut and then try to ignore the feeling of the car being hit and then being dragged around. My head slams on the window and I thankfully slip into darkness.
When I open my eyes there are bright lights flashing around us and a face appears in front of me. His mouth is moving but I can only hear a long incessant ringing. The front window has been smashed and people in bright clothing are reaching inside to Peeta and I. I turn and try to focus on Peeta, he is hunched over in his seat, his body limp and the blood from his head is now slow and lazy. I reach out and my hand is shaking as I touch Peeta's shoulder. I try to keep turning and see Prim but I can't turn so instead I try to call her name but nothing comes out and then a painful cough.
"Can you hear me? Honey?" I turn to the voice. A woman is laying across the bonnet of the car looking at me and I manage a slow nod. "Can you tell me your name? Your name? My name is Emma. What is your name?" Her voice is slow and calm and she keeps her brown eyes steady on mine.
"Katniss." I croak and she smiles.
"That's a lovely name! Can you tell me the drivers name, Katniss?" She asks and I nod.
"Peeta." I whisper and she tells the man who is trying to reach Peeta.
"Lovely, that's wonderful. What about the small girl in the back?"
"Prim." I croak and the woman nods and tells someone else. "Please, help them." I say and the womans eyes drop suddenly.
"We'll do our best, Katniss. Can you move Katniss?" She asks and I try to move and then let out a scream at the the pain that shoots up my back to my neck. "Okay, stay still sweetie. Don't move." I look across as three men manouvere Peeta so he is sat up in his chair but he still isn't moving.
The men reach forward and press his fingers to his neck then try the otherside, my heart starts to pound when they try for a pulse at Peeta's wrist but get nothing.
"Nonono! Please!" My voice seems to startle the paramedics and Emma tries to calm me down but my heart is racing and Peeta's is not.
"You need to calm the hell down, sweetheart!" I narrow my eyes at the paramedic and then look down at his nametag 'Abernathy'. "Stop god damn, yelling!" He shouts at me, then he leans back in the windscreen and rips Peeta's shirt open, two metallic contraptions with wires hanging out are pressed to Peeta's chest. There's a loud noise and Peeta spasms, Haymitch swears and presses the paddles to his chest again, Peeta spasms and Haymitch swears quietly.
"No! Please!" I whimper as Haymitch moves away. "Once more! Just try one more time! Please!" Haymitch studies me for a second, he pulls the paddles out of another paramedics hands and presses them to Peeta's chest. Peeta spasms and his eyes flutter open before he starts coughing, I break down in tears as Haymitch speaks to Peeta.
"Katniss." Peeta croaks and I turn and look at him. "I'm sorry." He murmurs before his eyes flutter closed, I reach out and hold his hand loosely.
"Katniss, are you okay? How are you feeling?"
"I'm tired, I want to sleep." I mutter and close my eyes. "Tell Prim I'll see her in the morning." I feel my head roll then I slip into unconsciousness.
"She's stable, sir."
"No. She isn't ready! She is barely awake for more than thirty seconds!"
"She deserves to know Dad!"
"She will, Evan! Just not..."
"How's Peeta?"
"He won't speak."
"To anyone?"
"No one. He just lays there like he's dead."
"Don't say that."
"What happens now, Dad? She's legally out of the system."
"Nothing changes until she wants it to Rye."
"That won't work dad!"
"Shut up! Shut it up!"
"Will he cope?"
"I don't know, kid. I don't know. I don't think I would but he's stronger than I am. He's been through more."
"Wouldn't what he's been through be a reason for him not to cope?"
"Don't doubt him. Just hope."
Finally after days of slipping in and out of consciousness my eyes open properly. I stare up at the white ceiling for a few seconds before looking around me. Finnick is sat in a chair beside me reading a book but he looks up and smiles before the smiles drops from his face and he looks at me apologetically.
"What?" I croak and he shimmies his chair forward and grasps my hand between both of his.
"I was hoping you wouldn't wake up while I was here." Finnick says with a forced laugh and I stare at him. "Who ever was with you had to explain."
"Explain what." I demand and Finick chews the inside of his mouth.
"What do you remember?"
"Peeta being brought back then nothing." I say and Finnick grimaces.
"Katniss, I-I don't know where to start." He moans and I suddenly feel lost.
"Prim, where's Prim." I say and Finnick clutches my hand.
"Katniss, Prim wasn't wearing a seatbelt. She just, the truck hit the car, and she, her body wasn't strong enought to fight it." Finnick tries to explain but I feel myself starting to float away. "She wasn't in pain, it was quick they said." I looked away from Finnick and he stood up. "Please, Katniss..." I don't know what he was about to say because I ended screaming. I think it was Prim's name. It was long. And by the end of it Finnick was screaming at a doctor to get away from me with the needle. I screamed again and I was aware for Finnick pushing the doctor away. "Fuck off! Don't! Don't put it in her! Fuck you! Fuck off!" He screamed and eventually more doctors were called and Finnick was restrained and injected while I continued screaming before a sharp prick stabbed me in my arm too.
Every time I woke up from the drugs, the doctors had to inject me again because I would scream and fight anyone who I could reach, so now there are leather straps holding me down. I tried to carry on screaming but Finnick seemed to break down every time I screamed and he would start sobbing for Annie so now I just lay here in the hospital bed.
The downside is that because I refuse to speak or communicate, my mind is constantly whirring about Prim. Rory tried to speak to me a couple of days ago but I blocked him out.
That's an upside I guess, I have developed an ability to literally ignore people like they aren't there. I close my eyes and focus and boom, I can't see them, I can't hear them, I can't feel them.
Every time Rye or Evan or Finnick or Mr Mellark walks into the room I want to ask about Peeta. They don't mention him or if they do it's when I've already blocked them out but I think truthfully I can't cope with anymore.
Peeta was dead in the car. Prim was dead in the car. I saved Peeta because I told the paramedics to try one more time. What if I had given up on Peeta and the paramedics focused on Prim? Would she be here instead of him? But then Peeta would be dead. He's probably dead anyway.
Since I've known Peeta, his heart has stopped twice. Surely that's got to mean it's supposed to stop permanently.
The door to my room opened and someone walked in. No, two people walked in but the scond person was shuffling. I wanted to see the second person was because I could tell by the scent that the first was Finnick.
The two people sat in the chairs and said nothing so I didn't open my eyes until someone hummed. It was such a shocking, high pitch hum that I opened one eye and looked around.
Finnick was reading again but he was holding a females hand. She was pretty. I determined that. The female was swaying her head side to side and her eyes were stuck on my face. She laughed suddenly and I blinked and looked at her. Finnick didn't seem phased by her sudden, and kind of offensive laugh, he just turned the page of his book and rubbed his thumb over her hand. Her eyes were now on the restraints on my wrist and she seemed upset by them.
"No thank you." She said suddenly and Finnick looked across at her. "No, no thank you." She said again and took her hand out of Finnick's. He closed his book.
"Ann." He said and she shook her head.
"I don't like it thank you!" Her voice was raising and Finnick just sat watching her, his hand rubbing her back gently. "Yes ok! I will! She doesn't like it! She doesn't want it!"
"Annie, who doesn't like what?" Finnick says gently and Annie scrunches up his hands and rocks forwards and backwards.
"She doesn't like them, Finny!" Annie shouted and Finnick looked at her sadly before leaning over, kissing her temple and going back to his book. Annie stops rocking and just stares out the window so I close my eyes again.
So this is the girl Finnick's in love with.
It's quiet for some time and need to bend my elbows because they've become stiff but I can't. Instead I just think about what it would be like to shoot arrows in this room.
I hear Finnick yawn and he shuffles in his chair.
"I'll help you, Katniss." Annie says suddenly and I open my eyes and look at her, Finnick is staring at her too. She stands up and turns round once before humming and running her hand from the crook of my elbow to the straps on my elbow. "I'll help." She unbuckles the strap and I watch as she moves around the bed and unbuckles all of them. Annie stands at the foot of my bed with a wide grin on her face. "Stretch!" Annie squeels and I bend my elbows painfully. "See! Yes! Haha!" She laughs and I can't help a tiny smile spreading upwards. Annie scrambles onto my bed like a small child would and she pushes me over carefully and kneels down and looks at me expectantly.
"Thank you." I croak and she claps.
"Cheat!" She shouts and I glance at Finnick, he has a happy smile on his face as he produces a pack of cards. Annie takes them and empties them into Finnick's hands. "Sit up, Katniss!" She demands so I do as I'm told. "You know how to play?" I nod and she claps happily.
I play cheat with Annie and Finnick for an hour before I look across at Finnick with an aching heart.
"Peeta." I say simply and Finnick looks up at me, he rubs his face with his hands and sits backs in his chair.
"He's alive." Finnick says shortly and I feel a weight leave my shoulders, I didn't lose them both. "But, he hasn't spoken since he came out of surgery."
"Surgery?" I ask horrified and Finnick scratches his thigh.
"One of his legs has been amputated, Katniss." A hand covers my mouth and I suddenly want to hold him. "I think he blames himself for Prim, I'm guessing he thinks you'll never forgive me for it so like I said, he hasn't spoken." Finnick grimaces and we watch as Annie gets off my bed and walks to the door.
"I like Peeta Mellark." She says distantly and then laughs. "He's kind to me." I roll out of bed and Finnick supports me because my legs are unsteady.
"He was in the room next to you but your screaming used to raise his heart rate so they moved him." Finnick explains as we creep down the hallways. It must be late because the hospital feels deserted until Annie walks into a secluded room with the shutters pulled. My feet start to slow down and I want to tell them to start moving but I don't want to look crazy so Finnick and I get into the room slowly.
I think my heart actually stopped for a while when I saw Peeta. His blonde hair that he had been growing out was messy and not the way he used to have his hair, the hospital gown he wore was loose and tight on his broad shoulders all at the same time, he was connected to an IV drip but what made me whimper was the way the outline of his leg stopped below the knee. Annie tapped his chest quickly and laughed before sitting in a chair. Finnick looked unsure and was poised as if ready to catch me if I did something crazy.
But all I did was whisper Peeta's name and lift his bed covers. I climbed in beside him and held his body in an awkward but painfully comforting way. I listened to his heart beat and I cried. I hadn't cried yet but, being with Peeta made me feel like it was safe to cry.
I guess Finnick didn't see because I was in the way but I felt when Peeta's hand raised from the bed slightly and pressed against my back. I reached around myself to clutch it and I felt his slight squeeze as if to tell me that he was still there.
"Come back to me, Peeta. Please." I find myself whispering. "Don't make me lose you as well." My voice broke and it didn't even shock me when Peeta's arms wrapped around me suddenly. "I love you."
"I'm sorry. I am so sorry. Please, Katniss, I love you please don't hate me." His voice was crackly and low in my ear and I buried my face in his neck.
"I don't hate you, never, I can't, I love you." I whisper and Peeta sighs deeply.
I'm vaguely aware of Peeta pulling at the tube in the back of his hand and moving us so I'm on my side and his front is pressed against my back. His big arms hold me tightly but I hear him wince in pain.
"I'm disabled." He whispers suddenly and I don't even open my eyes. "I'm clinically disabled." Peeta's not telling me, not yet, he's telling himself. "I'm a retard." He says and I raise my hand and slap his arm that is around my waist.
"Don't you ever say that, Peeta!" He tightens his grip on me and I tighten my grip on his arms. "This doesn't change who you are." I tell him and he sighs.
"I'm sorry." He says and we both know he is talking about Prim. "It was my fault, I've been rethinking it and if I had just kept driving we'd never got hit." Peeta's voice is laced with pain and remorse and I grip his hand.
"She wasn't wearing a seat belt Peeta." I try to say calmly.
"Neither was I but I'm still here." Peeta whispers and I clench my eyes closed. "I know if you had the choice you'd pick her to be. I would too, Katniss." He says and I swallow because I don't know if it's true. "I'd die for her, I wish I had died. She was just a kid. I killed Prim, oh god I killed Prim!" I could feel Peeta's heart racing and I turned over quickly and held his face between my hands, he was sweating and his eyes were unfocused, I was losing him.
"Peeta, look at me." He tries but he can't keep his eyes on me. "Peeta, you did not kill her." I say forcefully and he clutches at my hands. "Peeta, I. Love. You. You hear me? I love you! So don't leave me okay!" He starts to calm and he closes his eyes as he nods. "Stay with me, Peeta." I whisper and press my forehead to his.
"Always." He whispers back.
When I woke up I could feel Peeta's heart beat thumping steadily against my ear. I was curled into his side, half on him half off, his arms were wrapped around me tightly and I sighed.
"I don't understand." I freeze at the sound of Mr Mellark's voice. "Why are they like that?" Peeta holds me tighter and I know he's awake too, how the hell do we explain being wrapped around each other in bed.
"Sir, I think you need to talk to them about this. Not me." Finnick replies and then I hear him leave the room.
"I just don't get it, son, of all the people that could bring him back from the brink, why Katniss?" Mr Mellark asks and he sighs.
"Dad," Evan speaks and Peeta relaxes a little. "It's kind of obvious." He says, his voice trying to be confident. "If you were on the edge of an internal break down, who could save you?"
"Someone I love I guess." Evan must have pulled a face because Mr Mellark then says "Oh!" Peeta and I both open our eyes, our faces blushing as Mr Mellark looks between us. "Well, I am really disappointed in you, both of you." He says and I cling to Peeta as he bites his lip.
"I love her, Dad. Please, don't send her away, if you do I will find her! I won't leave Katniss again, I can't." I look up at Peeta and he looks down at me.
"I love him." Is all I can manage because I am fighting against my fight or flight mode.
"Peeta, Katniss. I am disappointed in you," Mr Mellark says and we both shrink, he's going to shout at us. "Because you didn't tell me!" We look at him in shock as he grins. "I'm an old man! I don't see these things any more but, I wish you had told me!"
"I'm sorry, Pa! We were scared!" Peeta exclaims and Mr Mellark grins widely.
"Should have known really, you two were always with each other. I just assumed it was the age connection!" We were all smiling, even Evan in the corner but then Mr Mellark frowned. "When did this happen?" He asked and I nudged Peeta to explain.
"The summer I went to camp, Katniss was there. We just kind off hit it off and knew but then the summer ended and so did we. Then boom, Katniss is back and I couldn't pretend not love her anymore." Peeta explained it so easily and Mr Mellark nodded.
"Will you make me leave?" I blurt out and Mr Mellarks grabs my hand.
"God no, Sweetie! Besides! I don't even foster you anymore, you're eighteen, you're free to do whatever you want! I hope you choose to stay with us, you're part of the family now aren't you?" He says happily and I grin.
"Not exactly." I laugh and then Mr Mellark and Evan start chatting and Peeta leans towards my ear.
"Not yet." He whispers and my heart races.
