Here's the next chapter. Enjoy! So since I do not own THG usually all direct quotes are in italics, but there are no direct quotes in this one, the italics are for other purposes, just on this chapter :)
Ch. 38
With Katniss in my arms I let all my worries wash away. I'm not thinking about Cato or how long this rain will last or even when I'll get my next meal. All I know is Katniss is right here, in my arms. She's mine. I'm hers.
I know she denies being in love with me, or maybe she doesn't want to say it out loud, but in the way her lips crashed against mine I know she does. It is something that has only happened in my dreams. The dreams that I never wanted to wake up from. Now they have become reality. With her in my arms I fall asleep easily and let the sound of the rain carry me away.
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"Peeta, it's time to wake up." Katniss soft lips whisper against my ear. I'm warm and content and no danger looms outside. We're safe.
"Only if I get a kiss." I say back as Katniss releases herself from our huge comforter and works her lips against mine. It's perfect, like we've been practicing for hours. I move mine; she moves hers.
"There, now lets go make breakfast." She sits up from the blissful kiss. Her hair is in tangles, but somehow it looks good. She wears one of my shirts, which is way to big for Katniss' tiny body. Her face isn't scratched or bruised, her eyes not full of fear. We're safe.
"And what does my love want for breakfast?" She comes over to me and snuggles into my neck, like her head was meant to always be there.
"Well I don't know, a Mellark special? I hear they're divine." She giggles into my neck, her warm breath warming up my skin.
"They are. Would you like to assist me in making some?" She nods and goes for another kiss. She sits up abruptly and starts to shake me.
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"Peeta wake up." Katniss whispers. I'm brought back to reality. Her eyes are weary and tired, her face scratched, a giant bandage covering her new cut.
Her braided hair is loose and in some places; a mess. We're not safe.
"What's wrong?" I push away a few stay hairs from her forehead. I make sure not to touch the cut; I don't want to cause her pain.
"Nothing, I just can't keep my eyes open. Mind taking guard?" Her sleepy eyes are hopeful as I nod my head. She says one final thing that I don't quite hear as she goes to sleep. Hopes for a better tomorrow?
"I'm just going to go out there and find something. We can't live very long on empty stomachs." I say. The rain still pours down and bread is still in my mind. The food is no longer here.
"No." Katniss says firmly, this time it's her hand holding me here, "You can barely see anything out there. You'll just get hypothermia, where will that get us?" Says Katniss. We're still deep in our sleeping bag, huddled together.
"At least I can go find some berries or something." My stomach growls, but it just sounds like the loud thunder we've been hearing for hours. I try to count in between the thunder and lightning, but I know the storm is going nowhere. It's a man made storm, it stays as long as they want.
"No Peeta, what ever happened to not risking lives?" Asks Katniss as a shiver runs down her spine. We're dry, but sometimes a breeze blows through and makes us cold again.
"We're risking our lives by just sitting here! We need food to live Katniss." My voice raises a level, but only because my hunger is overtaking me.
"I think I know that Peeta." Her words are simple, but full of meaning. Of course she does, she risks being arrested every day to get food. She's been starving before, her stomach empty for days on end. As for me, I'm dying if I miss one meal. We're not the richest, and we don't always have the biggest meals, but my mom makes sure that we do eat. Some days it's just day old bread, but we do eat.
"Fine I won't go." Her last comment made me realize that I should be able to sit this out. I'm sure I don't even look remotely the same as I did when I first started. I know I'm weaker, my muscles down to almost nothing. My already flat stomach is somehow flatter. If I do make it back, I will be cherishing food for the rest of my life. "I could really use a hot chocolate right now." I say, quietly, but Katniss picks it up.
"Shh. We can't think about what we want only what we have. Then we will surely go crazy. This storm isn't going to last forever. It can't." Katniss begins to reassure herself and snuggles in closer to me. I try to push out all the Capitol foods that keep on showing up in my brain, but it won't stop. I guess the only way to silence it is to talk. But with my mind weak, I don't really know what to say.
"When did you get the idea for the…" my sentence trails off. I was going to ask about the tracker jackers, but that would bring up my pain of all the nightmares. Katniss acts like she didn't hear what I said; instead she nestles in closer to my chest.
"Did you have a good dream last night?" I ask a few minutes later, after deciding it was an okay question that wouldn't cause hurt.
"I'm not sure. I don't think I dreamt." She answers, her words quiet and her voice soothing.
"Oh, that's to bad. I like to escape to my dreams. Well except for bad ones." I whisper it into her hair, like she's been mine forever.
"Well no one likes the bad ones." She answers back and the short conversation I had just started is somehow over. She's right. No one likes the bad ones. Even though I wanted to avoid my tracker jacker nightmares, they come to mind. I remember how in everyone she was mine. Just like it is now. She is mine. But then she was ripped from me and my heart was torn apart. I try to reassure myself that tracker jacker venom can't foreshadow. But then in the back of my head there's a voice whispering. It can happen. It will happen. And just like that, I'm scared again.
I hope you liked it! I like the ending, it's chilling. So anyways in other news, I'm up for reading any Hunger Games fanfics, so if you have one and you want me to read it, just PM me or tell me in the Reviews. I'll review it :) But I only read Hunger Games ones, sorry :) Don't forget to REVIEW on the way out! Thanks -boywithbreadlover