Chapter 8
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Downstairs, I hear crashing and loud voices. Oh god, they're going to kill each other. After what seems like an eternity, there's a slamming door and silence.
There's a light tap on my door, and Peeta walks in. Fury is in his eyes.
"You're not going to kill me, right?" I ask, burying my head under a pillow.
"No," Peeta says, left-over rage still in his voice.
I lift my head up and get a good look at Peeta- he has a black eye and a huge gash across his left cheek.
"Oh my god, Peeta. What happened?" I say, shocked.
"Gale." he says. "He shouldn't have hit you."
"What was that crashing?" I ask.
"Umm…nothing?" Peeta lies.
I fix him with a glare that says "tell me the truth or I will kill you".
"A table?" Peeta offers.
I sprint downstairs. Low and behold, the entire kitchen and living room are a mess. Broken furniture everywhere… and blood?
Oh my gosh. Oh my gosh. Oh my gosh.
They wrecked the whole bottom half of the house. Fighting for me. I can't say I'm not flattered, but I'm mostly scared that two men could cause such damage.
I run blindly. I can hear Peeta trying to follow me, but he's not fast enough. I find myself in the same place as I did earlier. I feel calmer actually.
I whisper quietly, "Are you, are you, coming to the tree where they strung up a man they say murdered three. Strange things did happen there no stranger would it be, if we met up at midnight in the hanging tree. "
It's weird; I know every word to this eerie song, and the tune. Suddenly, I hear a low voice behind me.
"Catnip, where are you? I'm really sorry!" it says, sounding like Gale.
I stay hidden behind the leaves, and slow my breathing and motions. I see Gale come around the corner, but he can't see me.
This would be one of those times where I really want my memory back, so that I could tell him that isn't who he really is. But I don't know him.