DAY 9:

I have completely lost track of time. I'm not sure when was the last time I heard or seen Peeta. It feels like time is just frozen, but I'm pretty sure it keeps moving. The only difference I notice in myself is that I'm covered in even more scars than I remember having and my ribs are becoming noticable again.

One thing that shocks me back to life is the ring of the phone. I walk over too it and the caller id says "ODAIR". I pick up the phone and set it to my ear. My heart and head are pounding and i feel like I'm going to pass out.

"Katniss?" Says a voice that's not Peeta's. Must be Finnick.

I just sit there breathing in the phone for I have forgotten how to form words.

I hear Finnick say something like "she's here but she's not saying anything". Then I hear him.

"Katniss?" He says with a hint of urgency.

His voice breaks me and I make the most heart breaking noise you ever did hear and it sends me into violent sobs. Once i realized I hadn't hung up the phone I slam it on the reciever.

When I finally collect myself I go into the kitchen and grab a knife. I deepen my cuts. It makes me feel better that I'm finally able to control something for the first time in my life.

I pass out soon after.

DAY 13:

That's what my days consist of; crying, screaming, and cutting. I don't eat and after I cut I pass out. I'm convinced I'm going to die like this and one day not wake up after passing out. I don't think he's coming back now. And after that call? He's probably never coming back.

DAY 14:

It's nearly night time when i finally start cutting. It's unusual to wait so long but I guess i forgot. I start with my legs like normal and move to my arms and wrists.

I hear a noise of what sounds like someone is trying to break in.

I freeze.

Then i hear him.

"Katniss?" He says quietly.

It looks like no one has been here for weeks because the only light I ever leave on is my night light and the heat has been off.

"Katniss?" He says louder with more urgency.

I feel like crying but I can't, so I cut deeper into my left wrist.

I hear him drop whatever he's carrying and run up the stairs. He's screaming my name with so much worry it scares me. I just keep cutting. He won't find me. I'm in one of the bathrooms that we never use. Good thing the lights are off.

I hear him stumbling into rooms, throwing open doors until he comes into the bathroom I'm in. He flips the light switch and his eyes meet mine.

The sight he sees must have scared him because he went so pale you would have thought he was a ghost.

"Katniss!" He yells grabbing me into his arms causing me to drop my knife.

When the realization that I'm in his arms once again hits me I bury my face into his chest and cry.

"Sweetie are you okay? What have you done to yourself!"

I just shake my head and continue to cry. He sits against the wall where I once was and let's me cry in his arms.

"I'm here now. Shh don't cry, I'm here" he says rubbing my back and rocking me.

When my crying turns into sniffles he grabs my left arm and exams it.

"What happened?" He said softly.

"I-I cut myself." I whispered.

He looks at me with terrified eyes and looks at my other arm. "Did you do this anywhere else?" He asks.

I show him my legs and he makes that sound like he's about to cry. He hugs me so tight against him and I feel a few tears on my head.

"I didn't mean to hurt you so bad.." he says with despair.

I shake my head and I get dizzy and fall limp in his arms.

"Katniss..When was the last time you ate?"

I shrug my shoulders and say faintly, "when was the last time I saw you?"

His eyes get wide and before I know it, he's running into my room. He lays me on the bed. If I had any energy left I would've held onto him. He comes back with a wash cloth and some gauze. He washes my cuts and I wince at the pain.

He kisses my cheek at any sign of pain and says, "shh it'll be over soon" or "that's my girl"

He finally bandages them. Then goes to work on my clothes. He grabs one of his shirts, because he knows I like to sleep in them. Don't ask me why but a lot of his clothes are at my house.

Normally I wouldn't have let him undress me like this, but since I'm physically incapable I just close my eyes. He slips on one of his shirts on me first and takes the other things off under it carefully. He really does respect me.

"Kat, why is it soo cold?" he says rubbing his arms.

I don't feel like giving him an answer so I just lay back and close my eyes.

"No, no Kitty you have to stay awake with me okay?" He says caressing my face.

He's right. I'd probably pass out for a good 12 hours if he would let me drift off like that.

He leaves me briefly to turn the heat back on. When he returns, he tucks me in bed and kisses me on the cheek. He turns off all the lights except one and turns to leave.

I reach for him and he chuckles. "Where'd you think I was going sweetheart?"

I hide my face embarrassed and he slides in bed next to me.

I turn to face him and he rubs his thumb down the length of my face.

"Why did you leave me?" I finally choke out.

He just looks at me for a while before he says this, "Because. I thought that's what you wanted and I was sort of mad and in the moment. I thought you'd be okay, but I wasn't. I was a wreck at Finnick's. That's why I wanted Finnick to call you and see if you were okay."

"D-Did you hear me?" I start to shake.

"Unfortunately. It made my heart shatter and even worst I just listened to you cry thinking "what the hell did I just do?" "

"Oh." I say before he pulls me into his chest.

I inhale his scent. God have I miss him.

"Tell me everything Kat. Everything, no matter how bad it is."

I pull back some. "I-I don't know if I can do that.."

He pulls back some more so he can look me in the eyes with his piercing blue ones.

"Please." he pleads.

I look down before telling him everything.

A/N: What do you guys think so far? It's so sad I know, but I'm not sure if I add just one more chapter or keep this going, or start a new fanfic? we'll see c: