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As promised another chapter, more of a filler but it also has important info you should pay attention to!
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"It will all be ok, he is too far away at jail to get to us tonight, let's just wait it out. Tomorrow we can figure it out." He sighs pulling me closer. How many times will we go to hell and back for Gale, it ends this time.
"I love you Cato, never forget it" I blurt out as my thoughts take me to a place I never thought I would go.
"Hey, don't do that to me" he whispers holding me tighter.
"Do what?" I bury my head in his chest, trying to catalogue every detail of his smell. I want to remember it forever.
"Give up" he responds tucking a piece of hair behind my ear. His hands make their way up and down my waist as I give into peace for the moment. Tomorrow, I can figure everything out. I will end this petty fight, once and for all.
"I love you" I whisper again, trying not to meet his blue eyes with mine. That would be too much, and I would never end it if I did. His eyes can make me do anything; they have a stunning effect over every part of my body, including my mind.
"Go to sleep, when you open your eyes, everything will be perfect. The sun will shine, the birds will sing, and the grass will dance in the wind" I drift off to sleep with his utopia playing out in my mind.
But really, what is a utopia. There is no true fully happy place. One person always has to ruin things, and my perfect utopia fades into a dystopia pretty darn fast.
I walk to the edge of the bridge, the water in the river below churns and I dread the moment I will hit it. It's a far drop though and the fall alone should end it quickly and efficiently. There is no way I can screw this one up. No paramedics coming in and ridding my stomach of the overdosed pills, no cars driving by to see my frozen body with blood pouring from my wrists. This time will do it, I am sure of it.
I climb over the railing and look down. This is it. I take a deep breath and feel myself letting go mentally. Goodbye cruel world.
No one stops me; I fly off of the bridge like a boulder. Plummeting to my death I go. But no one cares; no one reaches down to save the day. I only hear cheers and then I see, right before I hit the brick wall of water, Gale's smirking face.
"Cato" I send an earsplitting scream through the room as he grabs me, holding my body fast in his arms.
I could stay like this forever. I could let him hold me into the eternity. He loves me, and I love him. Why does life have to make everything so complicated?
"To make us stronger" he whispers in my ear, reading my mind like always. People say that's what your true love can do, I believe them now.
"I don't want to be stronger" I cry into his shoulder, hanging onto him like he is the only thing keeping me tied to the ground.
"Then I'll be stronger" his voice breaks as he says this and I can feel a warm tear drop down onto my head. After everything he is still willing to mold himself into whatever I need him to be. I could live one hundred lifetimes and never deserve him.
"I don't deserve you" I push him weakly away, but he isn't budging.
"You're right, you deserve someone ten times better than me, but I love you, and you love me" he kisses my forehead and tries to coax m back to sleep. I know it won't come, but it has to. After all, the best day of my life is tomorrow.
"Next to the stand, Miss Katniss Everdeen please" the court administrator calls out and I take a deep breath, allowing myself to calm down as he swears me in.
"So, can you explain what happened the night that you were, what was it, brutally thrown down two stories of fire escape stairs" Cinna asks stepping from behind the desk.
"I-I let Prim go to the Rue's house. And Cato was teaching me to cook. I heard the knock, I answered it, and I knew it was stupid, but what if it had been Prim. It wasn't, it was Gale. I was so scared" I stutter and Cinna gives me a reassuring look before I continue on "I can't remember much after that, but he threw me, and I hit the ground, people were screaming" I let a tear trickle down my cheek.
"Did he threaten you more after that?" Cinna asks slowly, looking me in the eyes.
"Yes, he kidnapped me, and he-he killed my baby sister" I let another tear fall.
"And the abuse you told me about before?" he questions and I pick up on it fast, he must have just assumed that I was abused.
"Yes, he hit me" I whisper.
"And why did he hit you?" Cinna asks.
"It was different every time, I didn't make his dinner, or I missed my family, or I cried. Sometimes, it was for no reason at all. Those were the worst" I choke out, barely managing to breathe.
"Thank you Katniss, I think that's enough" he smiles warily at me before taking a seat.
"Water?" Gale's lawyer gets up and offers me a glass which I graciously take.
"Thank you" I whisper softly looking down as I take a big sip.
"Is it true that Gale took you in when you're mother left?" he asks looking at me like I'm trash.
"Yes, but it wasn't like that" I respond "he forced me to"
"Oh yes, free house, and someone like you doesn't jump at the offer, that has to be a joke" he laughs and Cinna stands abruptly.
"Objection your honor, the counselor is clearly harassing the witness" Cinna yells and the judge gives a stern sustained.
Suddenly I can't breathe; I'm choking as splotches cloud my vision. The last thing I see is Gale's smirk as I fall to the ground.
The sun isn't shining, birds aren't singing, and the grass definitely isn't dancing. I groan as I sit up alone in bed, trying to gain some perk before I go flying off the handle because Cato isn't in bed.
Another night, and another nightmare, when will sleep stop hating me?
"Mornin gorgeous" Cato smiles sauntering into the room with an amazing tray, filled to the brim with food.
"Food?" I question licking my lips as the aroma of pancakes fills the air.
"Lots of it" he smiles, he knows me so well. The best part is, he will eat just as much if not more than me. I won't feel bad trying to squeeze into that dress tonight.
As we sit down to eat, we both know the dark question looming over our heads. What's going to happen next? What happens if Gale comes after me again? Can my psyche handle another attack?
It's times like these where I wish Peeta was still her. He never ceased to know the right thing to do, no matter what the problem was. A gust of wind outside distracts me from my thoughts and I sit up straight in the bed, starting a thinking Cato.
"I have to go, Peeta needs me" I run out of the room. We got the answer to one question with that, my psyche definitely cannot handle another attack.
I can hear him following a short distance behind me, probably worried Gale is going to pop out and aim to kill me.
I sit down on a bench, after maybe twenty minutes of running as a small gust of wind blows my hair back. I realize I left it down last night, Peeta always loved it down.
"Peeta, I'm so sorry I never talked to you after you died" I whisper looking up to the sky as tears stick my eyes like hundreds of tiny needles.
"The truth is, I was afraid, and that was wrong. You never should have died. It was all my fault you did" a big burst on wind cuts me off. I know its Peeta's way of telling me to shut up; none of this was my fault.
"Now, I don't know what to do Peet, I love Cato, but if Gale keeps this up…well you know what my other option is. I know it's a terrible idea, but aren't most of mine stupid and rash. I just need you here Peeta. You made my miserable life bearable. I will always love you. Maybe not in the way you loved me, but a better way. I never forgot you Peeta. I never forgot my boy with bread.
Someone's arms wrap around me and I whirl around to see Finnick.
"What are you doing?" I try to breathe as I try to find my voice amidst the tears that fall freely from a never ending pool of water beneath the surface.
"Helping you" he whispers and I relax into his grasp.
"I knew him" Finnick sighs. He looks up to the sky where I looked just moments ago.
"How" I gasp trembling from a sob that sends a chill down my spine.
"He always was good at making friends. It was a long time ago, I was a swimmer. We swam state against each other, and somehow he beat me. I never could figure out how a boy with his body type could swim faster than me" he chuckles inwardly before continuing "we were staying at the same hotel. He talked to me, told me about you actually. He was the one who got me to talk to An in the first place. I owe a lot to Lover Boy" he smiles and I wipe a tear from my eye. I can't help but laugh with him.
Peeta Mellark is dead, but his soul lives on.
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"Katniss, please come out, I'm sure you look stunning" Cato calls out from outside the bathroom door.
If you call a girl who's about to have a panic attack stunning, then I must be darn gorgeous. The last dance I went to was Gale, and the only experience I got from it was a black eye and a trip to the doctor.
"I won't let anything happen tonight Kat, its ok to come out. Let me zip up the dress at least" Cato pleads and I slowly open the door, turning around quickly so he can zip me up.
Annie was over for a good two hours before to make sure I looked perfect. Not a piece of hair is out of place and the light hues of green on my eyelids make my dark eyes look one thousand times better.
A corsage slips onto my wrist and I look up at Cato.
"Time of our lives?" I ask with a goofy grin plastered on my face.
"Time of our lives" he agrees leading me to the elevator and out to the car. I'm ready to have the best, and worst night of my short life.
PROM NEXT CHAPTER FOR SURE, there is just so much I have to write, and it takes longer to describe things than I have thought out.
So we got insight on Finnick, and Katniss has an emotional talk with Peeta. I cried writing it. I could see it so perfectly in my mind.
So until tomorrow!
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