Please don't be mad! Well you kind of do have the right to be mad I guess. Life has been hectic. This yeah has not been a good start as I have had 2 losses in the first week of the new year, plus exams. I have slightly lost my inspiration for this story but I am still trying! I'm going on and off with this story but I will NOT abandon it!
"We are free!" Johanna yells as she walks into the dance studio with her hands up. Finnick, Annie, Peeta and I all look at her.
"What do you mean?" Peeta asks her.
"Some of the teachers were able to convince Snow to let us have the day off, as we have a week before the auditions, and leave the campus for the day." She say fist-bumping the air. Finnick jumps in the air going 'whoop-whoop'. Annie sighs as if something has just been lifted of her shoulders. I become nervous as I have never been in this town before, so I do not know what to do.
"So what are we waiting for?" Finnick say looking at us. "Lets get out of here!" He say grabbing hold of Annie's hand and running out of the door. Johanna follows behind them. Peeta walks to follow them but stops and stares at me.
"You coming?" He says nodding his head to the door. I nod and walk out of the room with him, as we follow Finnick, Annie and Johanna out of the school.
About 10 minutes later we are out of the school grounds and in a town. "Well," Johanna says turning around to face us, "I don't know about you, but I am going to a bar to catch up with some people. Laters!" She says running of. We don't even have a chance to say goodbye before she is out of sight.
"Hey." Finnick says to Annie to get her attention. "You know what is around here?" He says to her with a smile. Annie nods. Finnick laughs and puts his arm around her shoulder and they begin to walk of. "We'll see you later!" He calls to us with his back to us. Its now just me and Peeta left alone again. I look around the new town to see there are quite a few different shops.
"You've never been here before, have you?" I look at Peeta to see him staring at me. I shake my head, slightly embarrassed. He laughs. "Come on." He says putting his arm around my waist, leading me around.
"Do you know this place?" I ask him. He nods.
"I know it really well. I grew up just outside of here." I look up at him in shock.
"Really?" He nods. I go to ask him another question but he cuts me off. "Having this conversation here isn't the best place." He looks around and then smiles. "Come on, I know a place." He then starts to lead us out of the town area, his arm still around my waist. After about 2 minutes of silence, he breaks it. "So, I don't really know a lot about you still." I look up at him. "Tell me more about yourself." I think for a moment before deciding to tell him my happy part of life.
"Well, growing up I had a loving mother and father. I had a little sister and her annoying cat." I smile at the thought of Buttercup.
"If he was annoying, then why are you smiling?" Peeta asks me. I look away thinking back to a certain moment in my life.
"After my sister died, I was left home by myself one day while my mum was at the shops grabbing some things. Anyway, I head some movement in the kitchen, and there I saw Buttercup sitting my the window. I started screaming at him say the Prim was never coming back. He must have understood me because he came up to me and started purring, which he never used to do to me. I then saw what Prim saw, a cute little cat that was there for you to talk to and hug." I suddenly feel a finger brush against my cheek. I look up to see Peeta, with his hand on my cheek. I didn't even realise I was crying. I let out a little laugh and wipe the rest of my tears. "Sorry."
"Oh no, don't worry about it." He say looking at me. We are silent, looking into each others eyes. While looking at his eyes I do not see what everyone else says he is. He doesn't look dangerous, he look kind and helpful. The type of person that can lend a healing hand. I suddenly see my face is closer to his. I freak out and look away, to see where we are. There are tree's surrounding us, with a path in front of us. Ahead I see, what looks like a river.
"Where are we?" I ask him, not look at him though.
"Somewhere special." I look at him. He looks back down at me, as he was looking ahead. He then starts to lead me down the path. We walk to the end and come to a river decking with a bench sitting in the middle of it. We walk over to the bench and sit down next to each other. Ahead of the river was nothing but pure blue water. We weren't at a river, we were at the ocean. I can see the sun reflecting of the ocean surface, with little sparkles in the water.
"Its beautiful." I whisper.
"It sure is." I hear Peeta say next to me. I look at him.
"Is that why this place is so special?" I ask him with a smile. He smiles and looks down.
"Well yeah that, and because its the one place I feel safe." I look at him with a confused face now.
"How come?" Peeta lets out a big sigh and looks up at me.
"When I was a kid, me, my father and two older brothers would come here either fishing or for a swim." I look at him in shock now.
"Wait a second, you have two older brothers?" He nods. "What about your mother? How come she didn't come?" I asked him, already knowing the answer but didn't want to say so.
"She, um, she was the reason I went on mute." I look at him in confusion. "She used to beat me." He says quietly. I put my hand up the my mouth. Just by hearing the way he says it breaks my heart. "What about your older brothers? Where are they?" I ask him.
"Well my oldest brother Tray moved out with his girlfriend when he was 20. I was about 12 years old then. And then my second oldest brother Ryan left when he was 18. I was 14 at the time."
"Did they know your mother would beat you?" I asked him.
"Oh yeah they knew. She beat them too." I gasp in shock.
"What about your fa-" He cuts me of, as if he knew what I was about to ask him.
"My father left not long after Ryan. He waited an till the divorce was through to leave." I shook my head.
"Why didn't he take you with him?" I ask in disbelieve, not understanding how a father could do that to his son.
"No clue. Maybe I wasn't a good enough son to him." Hearing him say these thing is breaking my heart. I can feel the tears being formed in my eyes. "You know after he left, she nearly killed me." I shake my head, not wanting to hear any more of this. "She would-" I cut him of as I hear his voice slightly crack.
"Shhh..." I hush him as I rubbing his arm. I lay my head on his shoulder and reach for his hand. I don't even realise I am doing these thing before they are done. I feel his head lye on top of mine. We are now sitting quietly watching the sun as is reflex into the ocean. I can tell what Peeta means. It does feel safe.