I've decided to go through the chapters of this story and 'modernize' them if you prefer to call it that. Go check them out and tell me what you think. I've also developed a relationship for cliffhangers, so start expecting them. R&R!

"Your really need to let this go Katniss," Peeta says, obviously mad that I won't talk to him. "You're blowing this out of proportion."

That does it, "Me? Blowing this out of proportion? Remember that you're 'perfect idea' of breaking up is supposed to protect me in some way."

"It is Katniss," He yells back at me, exasperated. "I promise you that I would never want to hurt you! You have to believe me!"

"I'm sorry, Peeta," I say. "I just don't see how throwing away 4 years of a relationship is supposed to make me feel better. If anything, it hurts me more that in the games, it might come to just us two. Then what would I do? I could never kill you." Tears start to form in my eyes. I sniffle and wipe them away. Peeta comes up to me and wraps his arms around me.

"Please don't cry Katniss," Peeta pleades.

"It's hard not to," I say. "You can't expect me to be fine after all of this, Peeta. If I see your name and a picture of you in the sky one night, I'm gonna lose it." The elevator doors open and I free from his grasp. I go to the sitting room where Haymitch and Effie are. I take a seat in between them two so I don't have to sit by Peeta, even though he goes straight to his room. I replay our conversation in my head: I would never want to hurt you... I promise you… you have to believe me.

"Earth to Katniss," Haymitch says, waving his hand in front of my face. I shake my head, clearing my thoughts.

"Yeah, what's up," I ask him. He scowls and slumps his shoulders.

"Did you hear anything that I just said," he asks.

"Obviously not," I say. "Why? What's so important?"

He takes a deep breath, "You and Peeta will be trained separately from now on. He requested it himself. He said it would be better with the issues that y'all are having."

I smile sweetly, "Yes, it would be greatly appreciated if I could never see him again either," I stand up and head towards the door, but turn around to say something, "Oh, and Haymitch, don't act stupid. I know you know what's going on."

Haymitch just laughs.

I debate on whether or not I should go talk to Peeta… or yell at him. Ha. I'll just do both.

I make my to Peeta's room, not bothering to knock. The sight I see in front of me shocks me. My heart stops as I see Glimmer, the District one girl tribute, sitting on Peeta's bed.

"Hi there," she says waving with the cheesiest grin ever.

"Hi," I say apprehensively, "What the hell are you doing here?"

"Oh, yeah, Peeta invited me over because he said that we have to talk about things. He invited me today during training," She says.

"Oh, that's cool," I say. "Where is Peeta?"

"He's in the shower," She replies. "He just told me to wait here until he was done."

"Once again, that's cool," I reply sarcastically. "When Peeta gets out the shower, tell him that I never want to talk to him again."

I walk towards the door, ready to leave but then I turn around to say one last thing, "Also, tell him I said to go to hell." I leave with the biggest smirk on my face, satisfied. But on the inside, my heart is ripped into two pieces.

"I promise you that I would never want to hurt you! You have to believe me!"

Way to keep your promise, Peeta.