I hate it when I want to start writing, my mind will say something like, "I'll start writing tomorrow." But the moment I realized it, it's been more than a week after the last time I updated the story. So yeah, that's why I'm a bit slow in updating if I'm not busy with anything. Anyhow, let's continue with the story.

Seth scoops me in his arms with ease as if my weight is just a few pounds and carries me home. I don't say anything along the way because there's nothing to say. I'm tired to say anything. Not long after that, we arrive at my house. I remember when the door of my house opens, Prim's gasp is the first thing I hear. Between my half closed eyes, I see my sister has an apprehensive look on her face.

"Oh my God, what happened Seth?" She asks anxiously.

But Seth doesn't say anything, he merely gives her a shake on the head. "Let's just let Kat rest, okay?"

I hear Mother trying to calmly say, "I'll boil the water for her, so can you take her to her room?"

"Okay." I feel him step towards the stairs and finally to my room.

He lays me on my bed gently and Prim takes off my high heeled shoes and whispers to Seth.

"Seth, can you wait outside? I'm going to change her and while we're at that, you might as well want to change."

He nods. "Alright. Call me when you need me."

When my door shuts close, I sit up and she unzips my dress' zipper at the back. Usually I don't feel comfortable if anyone changes me, but I'm just too mentally exhausted. Prim takes out my sweater and a pair of pants. She slips the sweater on and I have to wear the pants myself.

There's a knock on the door, and then Mother comes in with a bucket of hot water in her hands, behind her, a freshly clothed Seth is standing with his arms crossed, with still worried look on his face.

"Here, Katniss. Dip your feet into the water." I sit at the end of my bed and do as she says.

My skin feels the warmth, but my heart doesn't. Mother's eyes stare at my pathetic body as if I'm a little girl. She sits next to me and touches my hair motherly and then kisses it.

"What happened, honey?" She asks.

I don't answer her. So she looks up to Seth, hoping for him to answer.

He shakes his head. "I'm sorry, Mrs. Everdeen. But I'm not sure what really happened. All I know is that Kat and Peet had a fight."

I flinch at the memory at school. The memory of Peeta kissing Delly. How dare he make me feel so weak like this. How dare he betray me.

"But why?" Prim asks.

"I don't know, Rose." He pats her head as a brotherly gesture to comfort her. "For now, I'll stay here to look after your sister. Is that okay, Mrs. Everdeen?"

Mother nods, agreed. "I think that's a good idea. She might as well need some comfort from a friend."

"I want to go to sleep now," I mutter, my voice somehow sounds feeble.

"I'll get some warm water if you want," Prim offers.

"No, Prim. I just want to sleep."

"Okay, then. Goodnight." I don't answer her because it's obviously not a good night.

I lie down on the bed and Prim tucks me in, pulling my blanket to my shoulders. Mother carries the bucket of water away and all of them turn to leave. But I don't want to be left alone tonight. I don't want Prim or Mother to see me like this and get more worried. So that leaves one person.

"Seth," I call.

He's just about to close the door, but stops. "What is it?"

"Can you stay a little longer? Just until I fall asleep?"

He's uncertain at first, but then closes the door behind him, and then drags a chair from my desk to sit right next to me. We don't say anything so the room is in silence, but it's not uncomfortable. I shift so that I'm facing him. His elbows rest on his knees as he leans forward. He doesn't have the usual cheerful look on his face, instead he looks gloomy and tired.

"You feel better?" He asks, his eyes never leave mine.

"A little," I mumble.

"What happened, Kat?"

I don't answer him. Suddenly my phone rings on my nightstand. I take it in my hand to see the caller. It's definitely not the person I want to talk to. Peeta. I click the 'end' button and the phone stops ringing. And then I let out a tired groan as I put it back on the nightstand.

"Was that Peet?"

"Yeah."

"Seriously, what the hell happened between you guys? One moment you were dancing as if you were the only people in the world, and the next moment you were shouting at him."

I sighed. "He kissed Delly."

He says slowly. "What. The. Fuck? Are you sure?"

"He had his arms around her! And you're saying that my eyes were seeing things?" I snap.

He raises his hands, surrendering. "Okay, okay. Calm down. I believe you. Just get some rest, alright?"

Feeling drained, I lay my head back on the soft pillow and pull the blanket to my shoulders and curl up. I don't know why. Maybe it's because I need someone to hold me, or maybe it's because I want to hold someone, to know that someone's there for me. I take his hand and hold it close to my face. He doesn't say a word so I take a hint that it's okay for him, as usual. I fall sleep like that, holding Seth's hand and quietly cry my eyes out.

Several days have passed and I never leave my bed, unless when I need the toilet. I've received about nine calls and fifteen text messages from Peeta, but ignore all of them. One of them says something like,

Please let me explain. I swear I didn't mean to do it. Please just reply to me once you read this. I love you.

Love, Peeta.

Bullshit. I'm still furiously mad at him, so bad that I almost threw my phone out of frustration. Prim comes in once in a while to check on me and comfort me but I can barely say anything. I wish to go to the woods and hunt, but there's nothing to kill since it is still winter and most animals are hibernating.

As I stay in my room, Gale and Madge come frequently to check up on me. Apparently the two of them have become a couple because they seem closer now and I've seen them entering my room while holding hands. Visiting me isn't the only reason they come here. They also come to advise me to talk to Peeta.

When Prim and Mother are away to buy some stuff, Gale who used to disagree with my relationship with Peeta say something like this, "I'm sure he didn't mean to kiss her."

I snort. "Yeah? Like what?"

He shrugs. "I don't know. Maybe she added something into his drink and made him, you know, less conscious? Hell, she has lots of ideas to separate you two. But I know Peeta's seriously in love with you."

I fall silent after hearing that. Now to think about it, he's right; Delly does have tons of ideas to torn our relationship. I remember when she threatened to hurt Prim if I didn't ignore Peeta. What if it was like that? What if she threatened him to kiss her?

"Call him, Katniss. Call him and make up to him, please?" Madge pleads.

I look at both of my friends. I suddenly feel ashamed of myself. I remember when Peeta saw Gale kissing me, I asked him for a chance to explain. Why can't I give it to him this time? My father used to say something similar. Love needs chances. That's right. I should've given him one. And I'm giving him now. Besides, these few days without him were a torture. I miss him so much that it hurts. I miss his voice, his blue eyes and golden hair.

I grab my phone and dial his number. After a two rings, he picks up the phone.

"Hello?" His voice sounds weak, obviously he didn't check the caller's name.

"It's me," I say.

I hear him gasp. "Oh my God, Katniss! You called! I didn't think you would."

I chuckle. "Of course I would."

There's silence afterward. I'm really not good with this 'making up' thing. Usually he'd do all the talking.

As if reading my mind, he says, "I miss you, Katniss."

"I miss you too. Can I see you?"

I hear the humor in his voice. "Right now?"

"Of course, don't you want to see me?"

"Of course I do. It's just that, we haven't seen each other for a while. I thought you're still mad at me."

I decide to tease him a little. "I would get mad if you don't come see me now."

He laughs softly. "Where should I meet you?"

I suggest, "Just meet me at my house?"

"Be there in a minute." And then he hangs up.

I slip down from my bed and look at the mirror. I look horrible with my nest hair and I smell like Buttercup since I didn't take a shower for almost a week. I go to the bathroom and take a quick shower. Afterwards I wear a green shirt and a pair of shorts. I intend to leave my hair loose because I know Peeta likes it this way. Soon there's a knock on the door. I fly down the stairs and fling the front door.

And there he is. He's wearing a thin turquoise jacket over an orange shirt and a pair of blue jeans. His hair is messy as usual, just the way I like it.

"You know you don't have to knock," I say with a smile I can't restrain.

He also smiles that smile I love. "Just wanted to be polite."

Unable to hold myself anymore, I quickly pull him inside, slam the door close and turn back to him and grab his shirt to kiss him hard on the lips. He kisses me back with so much passion and wraps his arms around my waist. My hands move to his cheeks to pull him closer. My lips frantically move against his as if his lips were created just for me. And I want to make it true. I will never let anyone touch these lips.

His hands move from my back, and they slither to my knees and he raises me up. I gasp in surprise but willingly wrap my legs around his waist as he carries me to the nearest couch. Our lips never separate even when he lays me on it. He settles between my open legs, and I realize this is the most intimate position we've ever had when we make out. And I like it. I want him to be closer.

"I missed you," I gasp when we break apart for oxygen.

"I know," he says cockily. "I missed you too."

"So, we're okay now?"

"We're more than okay. But before that, I want to know why you kissed Delly."

He sighs exasperatedly and sits up. "Okay. I'll tell you why. When you went away to get a drink, she came out of nowhere and dragged me to the bathroom. Then she took out a knife from her purse and put it close to her wrist. I tried to stop her and she told me that if I didn't kiss her, she'd commit suicide. And I don't want that to happen. I don't want to be the reason why she committed suicide."

He looks defeated when he finishes his explanation. I really want to kill that bitch. How dare she threaten my boyfriend by saying she'd kill herself if he didn't kiss her. I touch his cheek and make him look at me.

"I'm sorry, Katniss," he mutters.

I shake my head. "It's alright, Peeta. You were just trying to prevent her from killing herself in case she was being serious. And it was my fault. I should've given you a chance to explain. I'm sorry to say all those harsh words to you."

He kisses my forehead tenderly. "It's okay. Anyone would get mad if they see the person they love kissing another person. Oh, and I want to return this to you."

He takes out my necklace from the back pocket of his jeans and fastens it around my neck. "Thank you," I say, hugging him tightly.

"I have one more thing to give," he confesses.

I pull back. "What is it?"

He puts his right hand into his jacket's pocket and takes out a ring. Oh my God, don't tell me he's going to-

"Peeta, I-"

"Before you can think that I'm proposing to you, let me tell you that this is a promise ring."

"Promise ring?" I ask.

"It's like a sign that shows our loyalty to each other." He pauses, and then continues, "Katniss, I want to tell you that you are the bravest, kindest and the most beautiful girl I've ever seen. I love you more than anything in the world. And I want to be with you all the time. I promise you that my heart belongs to you, and only you."

I clasp my hands over my mouth in surprise. Touched with his promise, tears of joy are threatening to spill from my eyes. He slowly slides the ring into my ring finger and I examine it carefully. Around the shining metal, there are words carved on it. It says Always. I instantly understand what it means. It means to love me always and will always stay with me.

"Where's your ring?" I ask.

He takes it from his left pocket. And I take it from him.

I take a deep breath. "I've promised to myself that I wouldn't fall in love. But you've changed that and I don't regret it. You are the most handsome, funniest and gentlest man I've ever known in my life. You are also the most important thing to me. I love you with my whole being. I promise to love you forever. And my heart only belongs to you."

Then I put the ring into his ring finger and then we seal this promise with another heated kiss.

He pulls back to whisper against my lips. "By the way, Katniss. You're not 'easy' like you said." And I smile against his lips, feeling grateful to have my wonderful boyfriend back.

*sigh* Well, I can't make them apart that long, so I decided to make peace between them within a chapter. And guess what, folks? The next chapter will be the final chapter. Not to worry, my new story 'Left Behind' will be posted really right soon. I hope to get so many reviews for this chapter.