The next minute, Peeta is helping me pack my bags. He's already booked a train ride for District 2 early tomorrow morning, so I say my goodbyes tonight.
"I'm excited for you," he says.
"I'm nervous. You realize the betrayal Gale did to me? You realize how much he hurt me? This is going to be hard to forgive him…or even talk to him…" My face goes hard, and not even Cheesy's perpetual lazy eye can cheer me up right now.
But, Peeta knows how to comfort me. He comes behind me, bringing me into his arms, so warm. And he kisses me. Even though I want to continue, I have to pack, so I pull away and turn towards my suitcase.
"Good morning!" Peeta says as I enter the kitchen and take a seat at the bar. He slides a plate of eggs and bacon to my spot. Cue the hallelujah chorus. What is one of the greatest things in life? Yes, food. So, as I dig into my food, like a scavenger, Peeta runs through with me the plans in which I have to know for the airport.
"Peeta, I know, I know. You've been over this with me when I visited District Four," I say.
"Just remember that I love you and everything will be fine.
"Yes," I laugh bitterly. "I hope everything will," I get dressed, Peeta grabs my luggage, and then off we are to the train station. I start to feel uneasy. But, I have been feeling uneasy since when I told Peeta I was going to 2.
He gives me a long hug and a kiss and says he loves me one last time. "Write to me," he says as I board the train.
"I will!" I call through the window. I blow him a kiss; which, may I state, is unlike me…but I am oddly noticing, lately I have been becoming less and less like myself.
I take a seat on the train and think-perhaps over think-many times what I'm going to say to Gale. But my success in this is very limited, because I haven't gotten farther than "Hi, Gale. I hate you and it's going to be hard to forgive you." This is going to be a long train ride…