Hello toys and squirrels! We have reached chapter 12. I honestly can't believe we've gotten that far. I'm going to miss the days when it's over and I have nothing to do but read all day. I don't have much to say except for someone songs to recommend. Here they areā¦
Lindsey Stirling: EVERY SONG AVAILABLE! (Specifically Shadows and Spontaneous me)
Pentatonix: EVERY SONG AVAILABLE (Specifically Aha)
Imagine Dragons: Radioactive
Adele: turning tables and skyfall
Arshad: Girl on Fire
I have no other songs to recommend right now so if you guys have suggestions (Violin dubstep and French music if possible) Please PM me the name and artist. I love you all for your sweet words, especially ChocolateCupcakes1 who although I've recommended more times than I can count must have her stories read. She's amazing!
Anyway, all of you have brought up my spirits and I'm not as sad as I was during the last chapter. So without further ado, here's the disclaimer!
Me: Hey you guys. I'm out of my funk!
Katniss: That's great!
Me: Yeah but don't get to excited, I think I might put in a road block. You guys have been way too happy for way too long.
Peeta: Not cool.
Me: Hey, a girl's gotta do what a girl's gotta do. Besides, these riffs make your relationship stronger.
Katniss & Peeta: How!?
Me: Hey, we all know you guys are protective of each other right?
Katniss: Yeah
Me: Well, in case you haven't noticed, whenever there is problems in you relationship one of you is always very protective of the other. Even small things one of your senses is up. It's very adorable.
Peeta: Really? I'm sure Suzanne would say something like that
Me: but I'm in no way shape or form Suzanne Collins no matter how much I would've loved to write the Hunger Games.
Peeta: True that. Now onward with the story!
Me: Okay no need to shout *rubs ears*
One Week Later
Katniss's POV
I hang up and turn to Peeta.
"My mom and dad want to come over for dinner tonight," I rush gauging hid reaction. I know my parents hold resentment for Peeta after the Delly thing and were pissed when I told them of our getting back together and when he hears this he looks like I just smacked him.
"What!? How could you do that, you know they hate me!" Peeta starts passing so I grab him by the arms and force him to look into my eyes.
"Peeta, I love you. You mean the world to me and I don't want anyone to get in the way of that. I need you."
"I need you too baby but I just want to have a good relationship with your family. They barley know me," Peeta starts pacing again. I just watch him this time as he devises a plan to gain my parents trust. I walk into my study where I find my Divergent book sitting on the table. I pick it up and flip to where I left off; Tris is visiting Caleb I think. I sit in the recliner where I put my feet up and get a back massage and read. By the time I've finished two chapters I'm calm and Peeta is looking at recipes for food. I get up and help set the table and make some food and then help with dessert. For some reason people look at me and think I'm a bad cook when that's nowhere near the case. I learned how to cook from my mother, one of the few things she taught me besides medicine, and I ended up being really good at it. We have a meal prepared within the next few hours and Johanna calls telling me she'll be staying at Gale's, thus not need me to kick her out for the dinner. By the time Prim, Mom, and Dad get here the turkey needs about 5 more minutes in the oven and I'm preparing desert.
"Hey Kit-Kat," he says walking into the kitchen.
"Hi daddy," I exclaim hugging him. He hugs me with just as much for before I turn the stove down so I can talk to him.
"How's Julliard?" he asks taking a sample of my tomato sauce to go with the spaghetti. He nods in approval and I tell him about what everyone thinks of me. He hasn't been able to go to many of my shows because of work but I have so many it doesn't bother me as much as another person.
"It's fine. Peeta's supposed to move back here and join the next term," I say whilst adding spices. My dad nods and just as he's going to open his mouth I stop him.
"Daddy, you have to trust me when I say that Peeta is a good guy. He's just been manipulated because of it."
"I know but have you ever put to consideration that he's too nice? Have you ever wondered if he's not all he's cracked up to be?"
"How can you say that when you doing know anything about him?" I say in an angered whisper. I see Peeta come in looking like a sinner in church and I suppress the laugh that threatens to escape me. He asks me if I need any help and I nod.
"Hello sir, I don't believe we've met formally. I'm Peeta Mellark," Peeta says holding out his hand and flashing his smile that could make anyone love him. He heard the conversation and is trying to gain his trust.
"Hi, I'm Joseph Everdeen. It's a pleasure to meet you," my dad says whilst shaking his hand. Peeta smiles again before I add a few spices to the sauce and feed some to Peeta for taste. He closes him eyes, analyzing the mixture before taking some things out the cabinet and adding it to the sauce before stirring and giving some to me. Flavor explodes in my mouth and he smiles at my facial expression.
"This is amazing! How did you know to add this?"
"Sweetheart, my dad owns a restaurant. Of course I knew to add this," he says laughing and holding up the spice. I smile and peck him on the lips and my dad leaves. We finish up everything with visits from mom and prim who looks so much older now that she's in high school. The dinner doesn't go as horribly as I thought but with laughter and smiling. Once my family softened up to the idea of me loving him and us probably being together as a family they were a lot happier. It's not long before the meal is over and me along with Prim go into the kitchen to wash the dishes.
"Just like old times huh?" she says while drying the freshly washed plate that I gave to her.
"Yeah, I miss this you know, sitting with my family at the table. When we would talk and laugh like we owned the world," I say not looking at her.
"Yeah, the house isn't the same with you here, attending Julliard, with Peeta as your boyfriend," she says not looking up.
"I don't understand why you all hate him so much. I understand why with the whole Delly thing but she's long gone in Texas with her relatives, but other than that I'm stumped," is ay forgetting the dishes and staring at her. I hate that my baby sister, who has only been with Rory and doesn't know anything about break ups, is telling me that Peeta's not good for me.
It's not fair.
"He's just too perfect. It's like somewhere in that head of his he thinks that he's some Gary Stu that everyone loves and adores," she shouts he eyes filled with fire.
I guess she forgot I'm a flame too.
"You're so far off its funny. I'm pretty sure that you know me well enough to realize I'm not going to let some guy push me over," I tell her. My voice is deep and thick, like I haven't used it in an hour or so. She holds her ground though and shouts at me with ferocity.
"Well that's exactly what you're doing. Are you so desperate to have an orgasm that you would be with guys like him?"
That's it. I attack her, throwing her on the ground and hitting her. She hits back and we find ourselves in a full-fledged brawl. I even get a clump of her hair and my hair, which was in a bun, falls out and hits her face when I turn. After a while I feel a strong pair of arms hoist me up, suspending me in the air and way from my sister. I fight the arms but they just hold me tighter, turning me so I'm restrained and if I by some miracle break free I will be unable to move from my spot without hitting them.
I turn and find a pissed off pair of blue eyes staring at me with such intensity I cringe.
"What the hell were you thinking? Attacking your sister because of shit she said about me? Do you want to kill her?" I'm glad he didn't suspect she'll even hurt me. Peeta, unlike some people, know that when I'm fighting for something I love I turn into a different person, one that loves the scent of their victim's blood when messed with. It happens no matter who I'm fighting or what for. The only thing that changes is my level of pain. When I'm faced with the two important people in my life and I have to choose I will make the choice that works for me best.
And that choice was Peeta.
Don't get me wrong, I love my sister with all my heart but she messed with the man I love. Peeta will be a permanent asset of my life and I haven't seen Prim in forever thus proving I can survive without her.
I chose the person I couldn't survive without.
I take the time to look and see Prim with a busted lip while I'm only hot from where she slapped me. I put my cool hand up to my cheek in attempt to prevent swelling and Peeta notices.
"Come on," he says taking me to the refrigerator where I have a ice pack ready in case someone got hurt during rehearsal at home. I touch it and wince as I notice it swelling slightly. I hold the pack up to my face and sigh as the heat and pain is replaced by the coolness that radiates of the ice.
"I'm sorry," I say.
"Don't think about it," he whispers and picks me up where he sets me on the couch and I fling my legs across his lap. I rest my head on his chest where his heartbeat lulls me into a peaceful calm.
"I know why you did it. Beating up Prim. But what makes my brain unable to process this is that you did it for me. Do you realize what that means Katniss?" he says cupping my chin so I'm staring at him.
"It means that I love you enough to never talk to my sister again. It means that I'm willing to give up everything for you. Peeta I love you," I tell him, my eyes watching his every move, intent that me gets my message.
I know the exact moment he understands. His eyes gloss over, preventing me from seeing the emotions he just put on his sleeve. His eyes, though emotionless, stare at me, daring me to confirm the inevitable.
I nod slowly and Peeta's lips are on mine in the blink of an eye. I kiss him as my parents talk to Prim about what happened and care for her wounds, leaving Peeta to tend to mine, I kiss him for longer than a person should when their parents are a mere 10 feet away yet I couldn't care less, I kiss him for the fact that my sister doesn't want me to live a happy life with the man I love.
I just kiss him.
I pull his body close to me as he takes over dominance in the kiss. Our lips never break once yet I'm on top of him. Although I couldn't give a rat's ass, Peeta would never allow me to have sex with him on the couch with my family so close. All though with a little foreplay I'm sure that I can get him to do it if they were asleep, even if we were in the next room.
I'm so glad they're not staying over tonight.
I kiss his neck and his smooth breaths turn into forced pants within seconds.
His voice sounds strained as he quickly whispers the words.
"Katniss, you know how much I want to fuck you right now but I can't exactly carry out those plans with your parents and sister in the next room," he whispers before gulping. I smile at his reaction before leaning down close to his ear.
"That may be true but I don't care," I kiss him and he is hooked on me instantly. I'm about to take his shirt off when he pushes, flinging me onto the couch next to him. He crawls toward me before leaning close to my ear.
"Well I do," he kisses it lightly before walking away and I try to bring my libido down. Once it's at a normal level I fix my hair and walk up to him who is talking to Prim.
As much as I would love to turn around or bite her head off I keep a level head and put on a smile.
"Hey," I say and rest my head on Peeta's shoulder. His arms instinctively wrap around me and Prim eyes us.
"I'm sorry, you were right, Peeta isn't just some Gary Stu like Cato. We were talking and it seems that he really cares about you. And, dare I say it, loves you. I was just trying to look out for my sister, forgive me?" she asks holding out her hand. It's a tradition we have. Every time we get into a tiff or something we always shake on it so make up. I take her hand and shake it before pulling her into a hug.
"Are you going to be okay?" I ask examining her lip. It stopped bleeding so now it's just a big gash in her upper left lip.
"Yeah I'll be fine. But you have an awesome right cross. I want to punch like that," Prim says and I begin to show her what to do. She smiles when she gets it and I hug my mom and dad when it's time for them to leave. Peeta calls Finnick to tell him he's staying at my place tonight. I guide him to my room where Dakota is sleeping at the foot of my bed. I rub her head and she sniffs my hand before nuzzling it and going back to sleep. She does the same for Peeta and I lay down in the bed and he follows. I feel his chest against my back and his arm wrap around me, incasing me in his warmth. He kisses my shoulder and whispers 'I love you' on my neck.
"I love you too Peeta," I say back and fall asleep with only him in my mind.
Okay, where done! I can't believe that we've reached 12 chapters 12! And this is more words than I've ever written ever! I sadly have to say that this story will be coming to an end very soon. I know, it sucks, but I will cut the story at the 14th chapter and do the epilogue for the 15th. My goal is to reach at least 50,000 words which is my dream amount since it's only a half away from 100,000. I've realized that I probably won't be writing for a while after this story since I started with a fried brain and will end with a charred one. I have to say that you all are amazing for supporting me in this story and if I could continue this story forever I would. I know that I've said this a million times. But this time a promise to end it here okay? Good. Once again that you for the support. You guys are epic!
SchoolGirl123
P.S. If any of you have a better summary please send it to me. I want to change it but I don't know what to change :)
