Here's my update :) thank you so much for the encouraging words.. I loved them! Enjoy
All credit goes to Suzanne Collins aaaaass per usual (there's that chunk of things that Katniss says and that is all Collins')
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I don't heed his warning and I just sit there. I'm frozen and can't move for fear of what is to come. His grip on my wrist, if even possible, tightens, and he blinks his clear eyes away. He's up in a flash dragging me with him. He threw me against the wall and I feel a searing pain behind my right shoulder blade and all I know is I'm in shock. As he's walking towards me with anger intent on his face, my mind becomes suddenly clear. I'm standing in a moment. "Peeta," I began very quietly, "This isn't you, and you've never hurt me before. Peeta, please, come back." I'm wracking my brain for anything to say to bring him back. Then in desperation I say the only words that I know I've said to him before, "You're a painter. You're a baker. You like to sleep with the windows open. You never take sugar in your tea. And you always double-knot your shoelaces." At my words he stops walking. He shakes his head a few times and I can tell he's having a strange internal battle.
"Stop! Stop it!" He screams.
"Peeta.." I say sadly, hoping he'll hear me.
"No! You are a mutt! You killed my family and my friends! You are nothing, but horrible! You killed them! And you tried to kill me! Murderer!" He lets it all out and I'm noticing for the first time, I'm crying. He's right; I killed the people we cared about most. I killed Finnick, Mags, the other tributes, Peeta's family, Madge and her family, Rue, Cinna, and Prim. So many people died by my rebellious acts. He's right, I am a mutt. I am a murderous Mutt and I don't deserve to still have Peeta in my life. I don't deserve anything. I'm still sobbing against the wall, probably cowering in fear and self-loathing.
Peeta is still having the worst fight inside his head. His fists are balled up on his temples and he's bending over shaking. Then the front door, on the opposite wall from where I am now, flies open. Haymitch runs in and gathers around Peeta trying to hold him in one piece. He looks over at me with a strangely severe look, "Get out, Mockingjay. Go to my place and wait there until you see or hear from me. You got it?" Haymitch says. I shake my head in understanding but still don't move. I'm fairly certain fear is holding me in place. My mind is somewhere else and it won't pick me up off the floor. Haymitch realizes this and startles me by screaming towards me, "RUN, KATNISS I MEAN IT. GO!" Before I know it, I'm up and I'm running. I don't stop until I reach Haymitch's house. I find the spare closet and I close myself up in it. I don't move an inch until morning.
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