Thank you to the two people that reviewed. Sorry I didn't reply I will from now on. So I was driving all day today so I just wrote this while I was bored. LOTS OF CORNY ROMANCE, if you like that thing your welcome. This chapter is not all that exciting it gets more crazy towards the end. Next chapter will be the capitol and such so without further ado here you go. Once again thank you two- Lol at the one word review YAAAAAAAY.

Story rated T for bad language etc. Warning: Implicates puking. Do not read chapter if you have a REALLY sensitive stomach. It's not descriptive or anything.

Chapter Two: I Care

The first thing that registered in Katniss' mind was that Peeta had his arms around her. The second was that she was about to throw up. Throwing off the covers she rushed to the bathroom and retched into the toilet. Her head was pounding painfully and her ears were ringing. Trying as hard as she could the last thing she remembered about the night before was talking to Haymitch, everything else was a blur.

"I'm right here Katniss. Shhh... it's okay." Peeta was there pulling back her hair and patting her back gently while she cried. He understood that she was going to miserable for the next couple of hours.

"Peeta please don't." Katniss sobbed out. She was humiliated and didn't want him to see her so vulnerable. Back in District Twelve Katniss would sometimes get sick and not even let her mother help. She would rarely let even Prim in at times where her stomach was sick. Peeta didn't leave though. He stayed there on the bathroom floor all morning soothing her and she was surprised that after a while she wasn't bothered with him seeing her this way. He's going to marry you. If this isn't going to send him running then what will?

Finally the headache seemed to dull and she no longer was puking. Sensing this, Peeta helped her up and left her to be by herself. She didn't say thank you but he wasn't even really expecting her to. Katniss washed her mouth out and started the shower. Stripping out of her clothes she let the hot water comfort her and shut her mind off. She was sick of worrying about Peeta and what was going to happen in the capitol. Katniss was more concerned about Primrose. The fact that they were getting checks every month for food and supplies did little too console the nagging feeling inside. She was going to miss them. Both of them. Promises of visiting were given to her but she was still skeptical.

"Help out your beloved girlfriend?" Haymitch was already teasing Peeta. It wouldn't be long before they were returning to the capitol to tend to the millions of adoring fans and crowds.

"She's not my girlfriend. She can't even stand being in the same room as me." He frowned into his cereal. Haymitch softened a little for the poor boy. Even though he saw a lot of himself in Katniss and almost thought of her as a daughter... he still knew she was going to be one hell of a wife.

"Give her some time. She'll come to the conclusion that there's no one better for her. I've got to go find that pink haired freak and check our schedule. Stop wallowing boy." Haymitch grabbed a bottle of white wine before stomping off. No one better for her... Peeta was about to smile but a darker thought crossed his mind. There's Gale. He started to wonder if that was the truth. Maybe Katniss felt for the hunter. He accidentally chomped down on the spoon to hard and felt a stabbing pain in his back tooth. Please don't be blood.

He pulled the spoon out of his mouth and smiled victorious at the sign of no red liquid but groaned at the ache in his tooth. Poking his tongue around he gently felt the tooth that got the worst damage. A slight chip but a whole lot of pain. Idiot. You have to propose in less than a week. He was truly becoming more and more annoyed with each passing second.

"Peeta, I love you!" Katniss squealed to the mirror. No, no. That's not right. Nothing she was trying was coming across believable. She just didn't know to say the words because she didn't know if it was true. But she also didn't know if it wasn't.

"Peeta, I love you... like a lot." She groaned in frustration at those three words. It shouldn't be so hard to just say them. Katniss has said them to Prim. But with her I knew without a doubt that I did. I guess this just means a lot to me when it comes to Peeta.

He sat outside the bathroom now. Listening to her struggling and he never in his life felt so horrible. She didn't love him nor did she care that she was destroying him. Peeta wasn't stupid. If Katniss had to practice the words then she didn't mean them. He heard her try to say it again, this time even louder and more upsetting then before. He wasn't going to fall for it this time around. Peeta wasn't going to be heartbroken this time. His damn tooth throbbed some more.

"God will you just STOP!" He slammed his fist against the door. Peeta had never been more angry in his life. He wasn't mad at Katniss though, he never could be. His anger rested on himself for not being good enough for her. For not being good enough to deserve love. He was finally greeted with satisfying silence on the other end and walked out the door. The train was at a rest stop and he threw open the door ignoring the alarm. Walking along the train tracks until he was far enough away for the lies.

She was stunned into silence. What am I going to do? Katniss had heard the anguish and pain in his voice. Her heart felt sore and she knew Haymitch was right. She didn't deserve him. She had hurt him again. Sinking against the counter she decided she could sleep in here tonight. In the morning they could both pretend like nothing had ever happened. But when she heard the train alarm go off she knew she couldn't just leave him like this. Peeta should have everything he wants in life, Katniss knew this much, Can I gave him that? Yes. She realized that maybe she could.

When she saw the door thrown open Katniss knew she made the right decision. Stepping out onto the train tracks she stared in both directions. They were almost to the capitol, she could tell. Which way did he go? She was a hunter though. Looking slightly she noticed the pebbles leading off into the right direction were disturbed. Starting to walk in that direction she didn't have to go very far before she found him. He had his back turned to her, his head down observing his feet.

"I'm not exactly in the mood to talk about her Haymitch. We both know she doesn't care. I don't want to go through this again." Katniss felt her heart tighten even more. She felt like a failure. This time she wouldn't leave him forgotten.

"Well then let's not talk about me. Let's talk about us." She only hesitated for a second before going to sit by his side. Not daring to look at him yet she drew her knees up to her chest and looked to the side observing how far they've come. Because they certainly have. Not only from the last stop on the victory tour but also from the little kids staring at each other through the harsh rain. Peeta thought of this before agreeing.

"Okay... I'll go first. I know you don't want to hear this, I love you," Katniss tried not to gasp for air. She hated those words because she didn't earn them, "and I know you don't feel this way and i'm sorry that it's true. You and I are going to be married though. So i've decided that when we get to four you don't have to lie when we're alone. When there's interviews and photo shoots we can still be in love for the cameras. But I promise you won't be needing to act like you care anymore. I can see it's hurting you. I don't want to hurt you." Peeta held back the sobs. He hadn't cried since he was seven and his mother hit him for stealing some cookies. Making her even more guilty was not what he was aiming for.

Katniss however didn't. She hid her face in her knees and started to cry. She wasn't upset that this was showing vulnerability. It didn't matter anymore because now she only cared about Peeta. I do care about you though. I really do.

"Wait no i'm sorry. Please stop crying Katniss, please." He was panicking. I probably disgust her so much she can't take it anymore. Peeta brushed her hair back and tried not to make her throw up again. She finally lifted her head up no longer playing games and stared at him.

"Stop being sorry! I-I should b-be. You deserve better," Peeta's eyes widened and he tried to cut her off in protest. She stopped him. "N-no! Let me finish. I should of realized sooner. Why couldn't I realize sooner and fix this..." She trailed off now mumbling to herself. He didn't understand what she was trying to say. Sensing this she steadied herself and realization ran through her mind.

"What i'm trying to say is... is...," Peeta looked at her confused and Katniss knew that she couldn't lie to herself anymore. For both their own good. "I love you Peeta.

Well... cliffhanger. Leave me some nice pretty comments? I'll update by monday! Thanks so much.

-Evie :)