Hey guys! I'm sorry my updates are SO slow, this is a really busy time of year for me. Hopefully July will be better. Unfortunately, there probably won't be an update until Saturday or Sunday of next week :( I have two horse shows this weekend, and one of my fairs for the first three days of next week, then the other two I'm going to be at camp. Hopefully this makes up for it. I think I'm going to do Madge or Prim next, unless anyone desperately wants another character to go first. In your review, say who you want to read about first. Oh, and I've decided to start dedicating each chapter to a different reviewer. This chapter is dedicated to PeetaMellarkLove, who reviews faithfully every chapter and whose reviews always make me smile :) I really enjoy her story, The Victors' Return, so go check that out if you haven't read it yet! Anyway, I hope you like this, and thanks for all the great reviews!

Disclaimer: I do not own the Hunger Games.

Katniss Everdeen is going to break my poor little brother's heart.

Oh, it won't be on purpose. She isn't like some of the girls we know, who get guys to fall in love with them on purpose, then dump them without warning, just because they can. She doesn't seem like a bad girl, to be honest. Kind of distant, not particularly friendly, but definitely not cruel.

Despite this, it's more obvious than ever that Peeta has fallen for her. Hard. She's moving around their little cave, trying to weave a covering for the entrance, and all he can do is lie there and watch her every movement with almost moony eyes. It's so pathetic that I just want to reach through the television screen and shake him until he comes to his senses. Does he not understand that their relationship will cease to exist the second they leave that arena?

It's not just the whole difference in social classes that's the issue. If they both come back, they'll be rich anyway, it won't matter if she's from the Seam and he's from a merchant family. Besides, her parents seemed to have made it work, at least until her father died. No, it's the fact that I don't think she's in love with him. She does care about him, as much as someone like her can, but she's not in love. Not in the endlessly devoted way he is.

I don't even know how she's worth all of this to him. She's pretty, sure, but not gorgeous. At least, not to my eyes. The few times I've interacted with her, at the bakery, she seems distant at best, cold and icy at worst. There must be something desirable about her, some quality that escapes me completely, something to explain his adoration. When he comes back-Because now, with her caring for him, there's no way he'll die on her-I'll have to ask him what it is, exactly.

These are my thoughts towards the beginning of the Games, and up until she finds him in the mud. But as the Games progress, I start to wonder if maybe I'm wrong. Maybe she does love him. She went to the feast for him, solely for him, because there was no way he would have survived without the medicine. When she was drifting between consciousness and unconsciousness in the cave, she murmured his name, all the while laying in a growing pool of her own blood. A few days later, when he forgot to return their bird-call signal, the panic in her face as she searches for him desperately is all too real.

And as I watch with the rest of Panem as she tips those poisonous berries into his hand, I'm convinced that it was real. Even when they're in the hovercraft, and his heart stops once, twice, she's plastered to the glass dividing them, looking like…well, someone terrified for the life of someone they love.

But even after seeing this, I still can't believe that she truly loves him. In the heat of the moment, when her option is to kill him and live or die with him, she loves him. But what about when they come home, and it's no longer life and death? And what about that Gale guy who's always with her, glaring at anyone who watches her too long? She wouldn't have forgotten about him this fast, or this completely. I'm sure I'm the only one who saw it, but in their post-Games interviews, there's something in her eyes that makes me doubt it all.

I hope for his sake that it's real. Because if she's faking it, and he finds out, she might as well have let him die in the mud bank, or get torn apart by those mutts, or swallow those berries. At least then he would have died with his heart intact, because I know her love being false would kill him.

I hope you liked it! Oh, and this could be from the POV of either of Peeta's brothers, it doesn't really matter. Anyway, thanks for reading!