Chapter Four
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Peeta and Katniss layed down alone in the dreary rain of District twelve. The small tree they layed under provided little protection from the freezing rain falling from above. "Katniss," Peeta whispered brushing a piece of her hair out of her eyes. She slowly fluttered her eyelids and stared up into Peeta's deep eyes. "Yes?" She drearily answered.
"If I were to die right here and now, what would you do?" Katniss looked in the distance as if deep in thought. "I've seen you die before Peeta. And I would be extremely lonely. Life would never be the same if you did die." She now rested her head over his heart and snuggled in closer to him. "What would you do if I died?" She asked looking up at him again. This took Peeta sometime to think this over. He looked to where Katniss had been looking before and saw their house in the distance. Stanly and Prim running around laughing and playing in the cool rain.
"I would never be able to move on. You are my world Katniss." They smiled and started to stand up. Peeta held out a hand for Katniss to take and she grasped it tight. They slowly walked to the little house by the woodland area and waited for their children. The kids ran to their rooms and Katniss and Peeta were alone. Well, they didn't mind. And then Peeta pulled Katniss in closer to him. "When was the last time I told you I love you?" Peeta asked.
"About five minutes ago." Katniss said laughing. And then they both leaned in for a kiss.
Peeta woke up from the dream smiling. When he looked around Katniss was gone again. Getting very scared he looked at the clock and ran into the kitchen, almost knocking over her. "Good morning sleepy head. You do know it's eleven in the morning, right?" Peeta sat down and put his hands through his hair. "I wasn't feeling well." Peeta said under his breath. "Poor Peeta," she said ruffling a hand through his thick, blond hair.
Peeta grabbed a roll and started to slowly cut it in half. "What's wrong?" Katniss asked him. I forgot how Katniss could tell anytime if I was feeling upset. Peeta stopped cutting the bread which barely was sliced at all, and put the knife in the sink. "It's nothing Katniss. Nothing at all." This time Peeta's voice cracked as he was talking. "Peeta, your voice just got really high pitched, your moping around, and you cut your bread like a grandma. Obviously something is wrong." She put a small hand on his shoulder.
"Nothing is wrong Katniss!" Peeta raised his voice up this time. "Nothing is wrong." He whispered and left the room. Katniss, shocked and confused, dropped her glass of water. Katniss began to walk in the direction Peeta was walking when she stepped on a shard of glass. She sat on one of the stools that was placed in front of the island in the kitchen and pulled out the piece of glass. Unfortunately the glass was set very far up in her foot, yet she still tried to pull the piece out. Putting a sleeve up to cover her mouth from screaming out in pain she pulled out the glass. Hopping now over to Peeta she managed to find him lying down in their room.
"Katniss I'm- whoa what happened?" Katniss sat down holding her profusely bleeding foot. "I stepped on some glass." She said in a quivering voice.
Peeta held out an arm and Katniss took it gratefully. "Come on Katniss we're going to the hospital." He said walking out the old oak door.
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The hospital in District Twelve accepted Katniss and Peeta right away. She had already lost about a quart of blood which is about four cups of blood. Katniss squeezed Peeta's hand hard as the doctor had to stitch the cut. Wanting to yell so really insulting things she covered her mouth. "It was a smart thing to pull out that piece of glass Mrs. Mellark." The doctor said wrapping Katniss foot in a calm voice. "At the slightest move that could have gotten lodged up farther in your foot, and then we would have had a real problem." His voice came out sharp this time. "I will be right back." He said heading to a different room. Katniss layed down hitting her head on the steel bed.
"Katniss I'm really sorry about earlier. I was stupid to yell at you like that." She smiled slowly. "You were extremely stressed out its fine." After that there was a long silence. As the doctor entered he looked grim. "The X-ray on your foot showed that there is still another piece of the glass in your foot, but it's too high to reach. It would require a surgery." Katniss sat up and looked at Peeta.
"Whatever it takes," Katniss said looking down at her left, stitched foot. "So does this mean…" Katniss trailed off pointing a finger at her sole. "Yes, that means we're going to have to take the stitches out." She leaned back again and hit her head once more. Peeta reached into his pocket and pulled out a silver ring of duct tape, ripped a small piece off, and placed it over Katniss's mouth.
"She would probably shout some horrendous things if she didn't have this on her mouth." Peeta explained to the hospital worker as Katniss glared at him. The man just shrugged and then he spoke once more breaking the silence, "Works for me. Anyway are you ready Mrs. Mellark?" Katniss slowly nodded and murmured something through the thick adhesive. Katniss knew she shouldn't be nervous, but she got a very strange feeling. Doctors lowered Katniss to a wheelchair and then brought her to a different room. She felt a prick at her arm and she slowly closed her eyes.
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Katniss walked opened her eyes to a bright colored room. No, it wasn't a room, it was outside. Or at least it looked outside. Katniss sat up rubbing her eyes. She looked down at herself and saw that she had a white, long sleeve blouse on and a long skirt. There was a long golden gate ahead of her and someone standing there. He had a twinkling smile and a white suit and bronze hair. "Finnick," Katniss gasped running towards him. He opened his arms embracing her and stroked her long crimped hair.
"I thought I'd never see you again." Katniss said with a little more sarcasm then she intended. He reached for her hand and she grabbed on thankfully. "Where are we Finnick?" She asked looking at the soft wispy ground. "You'll… find out soon enough Katniss. But right now I'm going to take you to a couple of old friends." He started to run which jerked Katniss forward and then they started to smile. They smiled and laughed and ran together enjoying their valued time. "Wait I remember the name of this place. This is Heaven right? Wait does this mean that I'm dead?" Finnick laughed and smiled a big toothed grin. "Katniss you're just dreaming so that means you are not dead."
Finnick stopped dead in his track and then Katniss, not doing the same, bumped into him. "Close your eyes Katniss," he whispered in a low gentle voice. He put his hands over her eyes just to make sure. Finnick stood behind her grinning. "You can open your eyes now," said a girl's teenage voice. Finnick dropped his hands and Katniss saw before her Madge. Katniss's face lit up and she ran to the girl. "Madge I am so sorry for you." Katniss glanced over her shoulder and looked at Finnick who gave a questioned look. "And you too," she added quickly. He shrugged and waved an impatient hand.
"Reunions are sure fun but I don't want to make this awkward. Goodbye Katniss, goodbye Madge." And he disappeared before Katniss could say another word. "Katniss, your time here is very limited. We must move on." She reached for Katniss's arm and pulled her along. Madge put her hands over Katniss's eyes like Finnick and urged her to close her eyes. "You can open your eyes now Katniss." It was a familiar male voice. "Cinna." Katniss said smiling. "Do a twirl for me dear." She did and then he had a frown on his face. "Not like my dresses but you still do look fabulous." She smiled and ran into his arms.
"Well, it was nice to see you again Katniss. Goodbye." Madge said and disappeared just like Finnick. "Now Katniss I don't want to sound like Effie but we have to go." Cinna said lowering his eyelids so she could see his gold eyeliner. Reaching an even shorter distance he put his hands over her eyes. "You're in for a real treat my dear." He whispered in her ear.
"Hi Katniss," Katniss almost burst into a sprint. She picked up the small girl with brown hair and big brown eyes, as small and frail as a bird. "Rue," Katniss whispered picking up the girl. Rue wrapped her arms around Katniss's neck and then smiled largely. Katniss set Rue down and looked at Cinna. "Very touching girls but I'm afraid I have to leave. And remember, I'll always be betting on you." And again one of her late friends disappeared. "Come on Katniss." Rue said tugging at Katniss's skirt.
Rue covered Katniss's eyes and as Katniss kneeled down. "Open your eyes Katniss." To voices combined in a sweet harmony of love. Katniss ran to see her father and Prim smiling and giggling. Tears were pouring down Katniss's face as she hugged her family members. "Well I don't want to ruin the moment goodbye," Rue said and vanished like everyone else.
"Hey Katniss, stop crying. You gotta' bulk up. Be strong." Prim said flexing her arms. Katniss laughed and her dad wiped her tears away. "I must say Katniss I am so pleased that you named your kid after me. But we are here because we are supposed to tell you that you have us sporting you. Never give up the search."
"Be careful on whom you trust Katniss, not everyone is as they seem."
"But what does that mean?"
"You'll understand soon Katniss, soon."
"I feel funny." Katniss blurted sitting up. A long pain from her foot to her knee shot up as she moved. "Whoa, sit down Katniss. We don't need you opening your stitches up. Just relax and sit down." Peeta said lowering Katniss down onto her bed. A doctor stepped in front of Peeta holding a clipboard. "How are you feeling Mrs. Mellark?" The man asked Katniss who had a blank expression on her face. "I feel fine." That was a lie. She just really wanted to get back home.
"Well if you are feeling well enough I guess Mr. Mellark can take you home. Only if you are up to it though," he said setting the clipboard down and giving Katniss a reassuring smile. "Oh that would be so great," Katniss quickly said then cleared her throat. "Sir."
"Well I'll be right back with a wheel chair and you two can be on your way." The doctor said leaving as the door shut behind him with a click. Katniss relaxed on the comfortable bed and with a tedious gesture of her eyes Peeta began to speak. "You know, the doctor urged me to pass on the message that you will be on bed rest for about a week. Then you can start to use crutches but until then, you rest up. I know how stubborn you can get but, you need to rest," He said sitting down on a chair next to her. She scowled at him. He's right, you know. A tiny voice spoke inside of her head. Shut up, Katniss told it.
Silently walking into the room, the doctor announced, "You two are now free to leave."
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Katniss sat on the green sofa hanging her head down low. Bed rest was as boring as she had remembered from all the times she had injured herself. She paged through her plant book trying to take her mind on anything she could. Peeta would stop by on breaks from working in the bakery and check on her but it was always the same. Peeta would ask 'how do you feel.' And Katniss would then respond 'I feel bored thanks for asking.' Then he would leave a small snack for her and he would go back to work.
But today was different. Katniss checked her calendar and saw that there was a meeting at 8:00 P.M. which meant she would have to leave at last. When Peeta came home he but on a jacket and grabbed Katniss's crutches, "The others aren't going to be happy about this this is totally going to be in the way of the plans to find Prim and Stanly." Katniss shrugged and then glad fully got into the chair so they could get out of the house.
When they finally arrived everyone in the room was at shock. "Katniss what have you done?" Haymitch raised his voice in anger when he saw Katniss.
"Hey, have a little sympathy," she said looking at her foot. "I don't know the meaning of 'sympathy'. What did you do Katniss?"
"I stepped on a piece of glass," Katniss said now looking away from Haymitch's beady glare. Haymitch sighed and put his index finger to his temple. "This is totally going to mess up plans big time!" Haymitch said with furry.
"Hey, I'm sorry that a piece of glass got stuck in my foot and that if I didn't get it out I could have possibly lost my foot."
"I'm sorry too," that made Katniss want to go up to him and smack him across his cheek. He wasn't helping at all and she was about to snap, she could tell. Just count to ten and take in deep breaths, Peeta had always said when she got angry. And this time, it wasn't working. It was in fact making her more frustrated.
"If you're just going to criticize me for a little mistake I think we can go," she looked up at Peeta who made a face of which included a confusing stare and weird glare. She rolled her eyes and stormed out of the room. She had been warned on who she could trust, and she didn't know if she had anyone to trust anymore.
I have not updated this story in FOREVER, believe me, I know. I realized I haven't and I was thinking, 'Hey, what did I ever do with those Fanfiction stories? Oh no! I forgot to update Missing!' I know it's been about six months. I've forgotten things for longer. Comment if you wish, and a happy Hunger Games to you.
Count down, November 22nd, 2013 Catching Fire will premiere! So excited!
I was also thinking about doing different series with the Missing theme. Tell me if I should do that! Thanks, Myoliver28.