K.P.O.V
This was harder than anything I have done in my entire life, Harder than watching my father die, Harder than Entering the Games Harder than watching Rue die, Harder than watching Gale die Harder than Seeing the peacekeepers threatening Peeta's life. This was harder than all of that put together.
Did it have to be Caden?
Did it have to be life or death?
Did the difference between the two have to rest on my shoulders?
I was waiting on the freezing roof for bloody Haymitch to hurry the hell up. I was NOT in the mood for his lectures. I shivered in Peeta's arms glaring at the sky. I don't know where it came from if he either felt my tension or needed a distraction himself or if I was over thinking it but I suddenly felt Peeta's lips on mine.
My freezing skin was suddenly overheated and I let out a small moan feeling light headed. I would never get used to Peeta's kissing and I never wanted to. I ran my fingers though his hair feeling my tense shoulders relax slightly. He started kissing my jaw and I wrapped my legs around his waist.
"Should I come back later?" Someone said in an attempt at humour.
I gasped jumped off Peeta and took several steps back stumbling and blushing. He grabbed my hand steadying me and stopping me from retreating any further.
"Wow Katniss blushing AND stumbling Peeta must be pretty skilled for that to happen" Haymitch said suggestively, nudging me. He smelt terrible defiantly time to get him off the booze.
"Are you sure you're sober enough to have this conversation haymitch?" Peeta said clearly annoyed. I sighed and sat down on the ledge so did Peeta, Haymitch stood.
"We have to get Daisy and Caden talking" Haymitch said steadily, the fact that he didn't slur showed me how serious he was, my eyes widened.
"Why" I growled
"We have to play the audience right katniss, and Caden is the son of Peeta and Katniss the famous star crossed lovers from district 12, Daisy may not realise it but she is beautiful dark skin shoulder length black hair. She appears delicate but I have a feeling she can hold her own fairly well. Its almost expected that they get together"
"NO" I yell standing up "There is no way in HELL I'm letting that happen"
"Do you want your son to survive?" haymitch challenged me
"Of course I do you idiot but this is gonna kill him, you can't just play with Caden's emotions he is way to noble and "self sacrificing" if he so much as makes friends with the girl he'll give himself up in an instant. If he has feeling for her god he is better off dead, if he had feelings for the girl he would do anything, ANYTHING to make sure she lived, he is too much like his bloody father, then if by some magical coincidence they both make it out alive and she did to Caden what I did to Peeta in the first place do you think I want to see my own son shattered that way? See him wishing he had died in the arena? And feel worse because I'm the one who manipulated him into feeling that way" I took a deep breath Preparing to continue with my rant but Haymitch cut me off.
"Those are the cons most of which seem pretty unlikely to me but do you think your son would last one minute if we don't play the crowd; if we get enough fans the Capitol will look real unpopular for killing him off. You see with President Snow his people are either a great advantage or a great disadvantage. It helps to have numbers on your side but if those numbers begin to question authority then you had better watch out, Snow knows this better than I do you should know that to given the stunt with the berries that caused all this"
My mouth was set in an unhappy frown I didn't like this at all but when Haymitch had put it like that did I have a choice? I don't know. There was too much Peea in him for this to be a good choice then again he really needs an edge if he is to survive in the Games because in Snow's eyes submitting Caden to this is revenge. I still didn't like it but Haymitch is clever and he has a valid point, I looked up at Peeta and his face mirrored mine.
Haymitch was getting sick of all the indecision and he was tapping his foot impatiently.
"Peeta" I whispered squeezing his hand, he looked down and nodded
"Haymitch is right" He whispered "Caden isn't going to survive unless we give Snow a reason to hesitate" He breathed out harshly "I still don't like this" he said turning back to Haymitch. My heart throbbed and I gave in, turning to look at Haymitch.
"Fine but if this backfires you're going to be the first person on my hit list Haymitch" I growled and Peeta wrapped his arms around my waist like he always did when started to lose my temper.
Haymitch nodded relief showing on his face, clearly glad we had accepted his plan
"They are going down to the training centre tomorrow and Cinna will be arriving while they are down there so we will need to go over this with him"
We both nodded and though I tried not to show it there were tiny spurts of hope sparking in my chest.