Disclaimer: I do not own the Hunger Games or its characters.

A/N: Warming! This chapter is very graphic and disturbing. I've never written anything like this before. Forgive me in advance. Y'all may not like what happens.

Chapter 25

The next day around 11 am Gale and Johanna come over. We all sit down in the living room in an awkward silence. Nobody knows what to say.

"You're sure getting big. Are you positive there's only one in there?" Johanna teases.

"Sometimes it feels like more than one, but no. It's just our girl, Prue." I say as I rub my belly. I catch Gale glaring at me. I mouth "What?" to him but he just looks away and continues to stew.

I look at Haymitch and see him staring daggers into Gail. Oh for goodness sake! I roll my eyes and huff. Johanna and Haymitch turn towards me.

"Say, why don't you and I go for a stroll into town. Pick up some lunch. Katniss has been eating us out of house and home lately." Haymitch suggests to her.

"I bet she has! If I leave you here are you going to run away without telling me again?" She says to Gale. He just looks at her and rolls his eyes.

I get up to hug Haymitch goodbye.

He whispers in my ear. "Are you going to be ok?" I nod. He continues "Set him straight love. He's really starting to piss me off." I lean back and look into his eyes. I smile at him so he knows I heard him.

After they close the door I turn to face Gail to chew him out, but he talks before I get the chance to.

"Seriously Katniss? I confess my love for you and you shoot me down. I get it, you're married. But did you really have to fuck him with me in the house? It's hard enough seeing his old hands all over you and kissing you. But to hear you screaming his name while I'm just downstairs...You're a bitch you know that? A bitch and a tease."

I can't move. Or talk. Or breathe. I'm in shock and my mind is scrambling to form a coherent thought but it cant. It simply cannot process what its just heard.

Gale stalks towards me. I back away from him until I back into a wall.

I hold my hands up in a non-threatening manner. I plead to him "Gale please, just calm down and let's talk things through. I'm so sorry about yesterday. I didn't mean for you to hear anything. I didn't want anything to happen while y'all were here. He just.. And I..." I falter for words, and then it hits me. Haymitch did it on purpose. He was so adamant that we fool around. He knows I'm not quiet in bed. He knew Gale would hear me and that's exactly what he wanted. Now I'm really pissed at my husband. I'd finally gotten to a good place with Gale and he messed it all up. Damn him.

"Oh what? Out of excuses? Did you finally realize that your husband isn't the sweet guy you thought he was? You know now he intentionally made you scream solely to hurt me."

"No. I'm sure that wasn't his intention." I try to defend Haymitch.

"No? Funny, you should have seen his smirk when he came back downstairs and could tell we had heard everything. And then my lovely girlfriend high fived him! In front of me! Trust me sweetheart, he knew exactly what he was doing." I cringe when he uses Haymitch's pet name for me.

All while he was talking he'd inched closer and closer to me. He had all but pinned me to the wall. I slip to the right and head towards the stairs. He's really starting to scare me now.

"I think you should leave Gale. Now." I say firmly. "I think we both need some time to cool off for a bit."

Shaking his head he comes towards me again. "No. I don't think I'll be leaving. What I want right now, what I need right now, is to see what all the fuss is about. I don't think you're as good in bed as you probably think you are. Let's find out to be certain."

All the blood drains from my face. I start to panic. I'd have had a hard time fighting him off before I was pregnant. Now that I'm 7 months along I don't stand a chance. I turn and run up the stairs as fast as I can. I'm almost to my room and think I'll make it inside before he catches me, but I am wrong.

He grabs me by my braid and yanks me back into him. My head snaps back and a flash of pain travels from my scalp down my neck.

"And where do you think you're going Catnip?" Gale taunts me.

I whimper as he drags me by my arm while still yanking my braid into my room.

I cry out and beg him to stop but he just slaps me. Hard across the face.

"Shut your mouth. Do you hear me? Or I'll hurt that precious baby of yours." I shake my head vigorously. "That's a good girl." he sneers. Who is this man?!

My mind is racing trying to come up with an escape plan while he bussies himself ripping my clothes off.

I'm struggling and fighting with everything I have in me.

He slaps me again. I see stars.

"You stay still." He takes his belt off and ties my hands together. Holding my hands above my head, he leans over and kisses me. I don't move. "It didn't have to be this way. You could have just chosen me. It was always supposed to be me. You and me against the world."

All while he's talking his free hand is roaming my scared and shaking body. He's being rough and grabbing me and tearing at my clothes.

He manages to get my shirt ripped open and looks down at me in triumph.

I turn my head to the side and cry, resigned to my fate. My best friend, my brother, is about to rape me and there's nothing I can do to stop him.

Tears pour down my cheeks as he uses his hand and mouth on my breasts. A satisfied grown leaves his mouth. I cringe. He mistakes it for a shudder a pleasure.

"Ahhh, so you do want this after all!" he exlaims in joy.

"Please Gale, please stop. Just stop. Please." I cry.

He punches me in the ribs. The air is knocked out of me. "Next time you complain I'm hitting you lower." he threatens.

Before I know it my pants are off and he's working on his own.

I start slipping away. I go to the place I used to go when I'd leave. I haven't been here in weeks, months. But I can't bare this. I stare off into oblivion and let my mind leave my body.

I hear shouting. I hear someone run up the stairs. I hear the door bust open. I feel Gale being thrown off of me.

More screaming. Hitting. The bed moves. Someone touches my face. And then I'm gone.

A/N: I hope that wasn't too bad. I hadn't planned on going there but the story just took me there. Let me know what you think.