The Flames are Dying Chapter 21
It was funny, when I posted yesterday, it was exactly 12,999 words. Did anyone else notice that? Just me? Okay. Well, now it's more words! And AndySixx-fangirl13, thank you so much for reviewing! But I have another idea for the story, so I hope you still like it! WARNING: This is the cheesiest thing you have read. Ever. I felt like I was watching a soap opera. I needed a tissue. But only to blow my nose because I have a cold.
Disclaimer: I do not own the Hunger Games trilogy or any of its characters
I always messed everything up. The Games, the rebellion by shooting Coin, and now the one thing I had left.
I was going to get Peeta back. No matter what. Even if it meant… marriage.
Would it be that bad being married to Peeta? Wasn't that what we would've had to do anyway for the Capitol? Didn't I love him? People who loved each other were supposed to get married. All Peeta was asking for was something to really showed him I loved him. It's not like he was even asking for children, or getting married. Just being willing to say yes when the time was right.
And I would give him that. This would be the one thing to show him I truly did love him. And the first step was to talk to Peeta.
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"Peeta?" I asked timidly, peeking into his room.
"Katniss? Is that you?" he said.
"Yeah," I walked into the room. Peeta was packing. "Are you packing to go back to 12?"
"Uhh… not exactly. After our little conflict, I thought maybe we should take a break. I'm going to 4 with Finnick and Annie and living with them for a little bit. Maybe we could see each other again, just not for a while. I just need to sort out some things." He said slowly. He was leaving me?
"What?"
"I'm sorry, Katniss I just-"
"Just what? I thought you loved me. We were going to 12 together. That was the plan. I need you, Peeta. I can't go to 12 alone. I can't be alone again."
"I want to be there. I do. But I want to know you love me, Katniss. I'm sick of being lied too. I want-"
"What do I need to do to get you to realize that I love you Peeta? I love you so much, so what do I need to get you to know that?" he looked down and looked at the floor. He came over to me and took my face in his hands, staring into my eyes.
"Kiss me," he said. I reached up, and we kissed. I broke it and gazed at him.
"I do love you. I love you," I whispered.
"I know."
So, on a scale of 1 to 10, how cheesy was it? Captainforkz is going to hate me. I was going to put a cuss word in this (like I do almost every other chapter) but chickened out. And, breaking news! I have no life! Even my mother told me to get a life, no joke. But that wasn't news. REVIEW!