We're driving through the dead country somewhere in Nebraska. My feet are up on the dashboard, and we're not bothering to follow the speed limit because it's nothing but snowy fields out here. I don't know where we are going, and Peeta won't tell me. We don't have the radio on, and I'm just staring out the window and Peeta keeps driving and looking at me and then back at the road.

"Where are we going?" I ask for the millionth time.

He laughs. "We are going somewhere."

"Can I have a hint?"

"Nope."

"Can you at least tell me if it's in the US?"

"Yes it is."

It's still the same day, Thursday, and we've been driving for about five hours.

"Pull over." I say.

"What?"

"Pull over."

"Why?"

"Just do it."

"Okay…" he pulls over. "What's wrong?"

"Do you know what I've always wanted to do?"

"What?"

"Pull over on the side of the road and fuck."

He raises his eyebrows. "I see." He says.

"But…it's too cold to take our clothes off." I say.

"Eh…I think we can manage."

"No, nope, we can't." I grin evilly.

"What are you going to do?" he asks. I unbuckle my seatbelt and reach across the center console and his lap and move his chair back. "Katniss." He says.

"Shh." I put my finger against his lips.

Already, he's straining with a bulge in his pants. I undo the button on his jeans, and the zipper to show a part of his black, white, and red plaid boxers.

"Katniss." He says. "Fuck,"

I free his dick from the strap.

"Are you going to stop me?" I ask innocently.

He looks how at my hand. "No." he mumbles.

"Good. Don't move."

"What are you doing?"

I ignore him and crawl to the backseat and dig through the suitcase till I find that yellow skirt from college, and then I take off my pants and underwear and put the skirt on and crawl back over to him.

"If you can't tell already, I'm in charge."

…..a…..

"Are you sure you don't want me to drive?" I ask.

"You aren't driving." He says.

"Why?"

"Because you don't know where we are going."

"Please?" I ask. We're in Kearney, Nebraska.

He sig and pulls into a hotel parking lot.

"Can you stay in the car? I'll be right back."

He gets out and walks away.

When the doors shut behind him, I grab the keys and get out of the car and follow him, locking the doors behind me. I walk into the hotel and go right up to him.

He looks at me and sighs, grinning.

He should know by now that I don't do what I'm told.

He books us a room and turns to me. "Are you hungry?" he asks. I shake my head. "Okay. How abot you go up to the room and I'll get our bags."

"Is this where we're staying?"

"No." he shakes his head.

….l….

My whole family is mad at me.

It's okay. I'm just as angry at them as they are at me.

First, they're pissed because Peeta and I went on vacation and we didn't tell them. I replied with, "Oh, I'm sorry, 'm twenty six, not seventeen. I didn't realize I was still under parental control." And then it went from that to, "You and Peeta hardly know each other now. I think you got engaged too soon." And I was like, "Really? Mom, how long were you with Dad again? Three months? Oh, that's right." Then she said "And look where that got me." and then it went from that to, "You moved out way too son, you weren't fully mature yet. I'm worried." And then I said "It's my life." And then we got into a huge argument over the phone with all of it. It was on speaker and Peeta was sitting there and his face was set as stone and he was keeping his mouth shut. They were like, "Well, it's not right to live off of someone else." And Peeta politely corrected them that I'm not living off of him and I worked on it too. Mom said, "Katniss you can't sleep alone in a strange place." And I said, "I'm not alone, I'm with Peeta! It's a fucking hotel Mom, chill out!" and then she said, "You shouldn't sleep with anyone else except for yourself. Katniss it's time to come home. You're a victim of circumstance." And I said, "No I'm not." And she said, "You don't belong in this family anymore." That's when I started crying, hung up on them, shut my phone off, and locked myself in the bathroom until Peeta's begging an pleading for hours coaxed me out.

Seriously, I only have one person on my side, and that's Peeta.

That was all last night in Nebraska. Now we're driving and I'm so mad I'm shaking.

On top of this, Madge just told me that she's moving to California with Gale. And then I found out Reed and Johanna are moving to Florida, and Finn and Annie are going back to Providence.

I'm to the point where I don't want to be in Breckinridge anymore.

Gale and Reed won't even speak to me. Since Gale won't talk to me, neither will Madge.

So now we're driving, and Peeta's phone starts ringing on the Bluetooth.

It's his Mom.

"Are you oka if I answer it?" Peeta asks.

"I'm good." I whisper, and he answers it.

"Hey Mom." He says.

"God, what the hell did Katniss do!"

He sighs. "She didn't do anything!" he snaps. "Her fucking family is pissed off because she didn't tell them we were going on a vacation."

"You're going on a vacation?"

"Yes, and Katniss didn't tell her family. It went from her not telling them to her and I hardly knowin each other and her needing to come home and how she doesn't listen. The conversation ended with Katniss crying because her mother told her she doesn't belong in their family. Reed, Gale, and Madge won't even speak to her."

I hear whispering on the other line as she explains what happened to the rest of the Mellark's.

"Well is she okay?"

"She's…" he looks at me. "She's being really quiet and after the called she locked herself in the bathroom until three in the morning when I finally got her to come out. Oh, and on top of that, I added her to the bakery and they told her it's not right to live off of other people-"

"The fuck?" Rye shouts in the background. "She isn't living off of you! She fucking helped on the main parts! What the hell?"

"I know, and I told them that but they didn't care. Oh, and all of them are moving and well...I know she isn't saying it, but she doesn't want to stay in Colorado anymore."

I hear a ticking sound in the background. "Can you let her know that…that we're here for her even if her blood isn't. She's family. She belongs to us. It's their loss."

I can tell Peeta's considering to tell them I can hear them, but he looks at me and runs his hand through his hair. "Yeah, I'll tell her."

My phone starts vibrating in my hand. I press answer and listen, not saying a word, because it's my mother.

"I know your listening and I would just like to let you know we've shunned you."

The line goes dead.

Peeta pulls over, and I roll down the window and hurl my phone off of the side of the bridge, right into the river.

Peeta looks alarmed. "Who was it?" he asks, and I hear everyone on the phone go quiet.

"My Mom." I whisper.

"And?" he asks.

"She shunned me." I mumble.

"She what?" Mrs. Mellark demands. "Are you…are you kidding?"

"No."

"What the fuck." Graham says.