"Five weeks is too long!" Peeta argues.
"I know honey," I toss another shirt on the bed. He punches my pillow.
"It's too long."
"Peeta, I know."
"I've decided you aren't going."
I laugh. "Honey, I know you're gonna miss me and I get that, I really do, but I kind of miss my family. You can understand that, right baby?"
"Of course I understand!" He runs his fingers roughly through his hair. Dad's already left for Maine, my entire family, all the aunts and uncles and cousins from both sides are there and in going to be late. I'm the one delivering the engagement news. We are going to Grandma's house in Maine. I have to be at the airport in an hour and Peeta's taking me. "But a month is too long. A month being stick with my fucking family, Katniss. A month with only having a cell phone to hear your beautiful voice and your flawless laugh and without feeling your lips or anything."
I toss my last pair of jeans on my bed and he helps me fold them.
"It's okay." I whisper. "It's okay, we'll be okay. It's okay baby, it's okay."
"I know it's okay. I'm gonna really miss you, is all."
"I'm gonna miss you too."
We quickly pack the rest of my suitcase and I double check everything. "Do you have all your underwear?"
"Yes."
"Shirts and pants?"
"Yes."
"Wallet?"
"Yes."
"Bras?"
"Yes."
Toothbrush?"
"No." I rush into the bathroom and get my toothbrush and toothpaste.
"Hairbrush?" He asks.
"Yes." He grabs my shampoos and puts them in my suitcase with everything else, and my razor.
"I can't take that." I toss it onto my bed.
"Okay. How about your phone?"
I tap my pocket.
"Charger?"
I unplug it from the wall and toss it in. He taps his hand on my bedside table for a second. "Laptop?"
I frown.
"I need that?"
"Just in case." He gets the bag with the charger and anything else laptop related and puts it in my computer bag.
He taps his hand again and tosses in my DSI.
I know I won't need that. I never touch the damn thing.
"Peeta-"
"Just take it. Please?"
"Okay." I sigh. He gets the ring box for the engagement ring out of his pocket.
"So you can um...take the ring off until everyone knows."
"Okay." I whisper.
"Oh." He pulls his shirt over his head and tosses that in there, too. "I know that it makes you feel better." He whispers.
"What shirt will you wear?" He opens my top drawer and pulls one of his shirts I didn't know he knew I stole over his head. "This one." He smiles. "Oh! I know something you think in going to let you forget on purpose." He walks into the kitchen and comes back with my bipolar medication and my depression medication, my ADD medication AND my birth control.
"Peeta I don't need it!" He tosses it in my suitcase.
"Yes you do."
"No I don't! I don't like being crazy! I'm perfectly capable of taking care of myself! I haven't has to take it since you got back!"
"That's because I was the fucking reason you were on the medication in the first place! Now that I'm here your okay but five weeks without me and you'll start needing it! Your taking the meds."
"No I'm not." I take them out of the suitcase.
"Katniss please don't do this." He begs. "Please? You'll make me feel better if I know you have it with you."
I cross my arms. "Fine." He lets out a sigh of relief and puts them in the suitcase and shuts it. His alarm to take me I leave starts going off. "Ready to go?"
"I suppose."
...8...
The turbulence on this ride is so bad that we can't take out belts off.
Honestly, when we land, I couldn't be more relived.
I see a flint catch my eye and remind myself to take the ring off. I slide it off of my finger and shove it in my pocket.
"Going to see the family?"
The girl beside me asks.
"Yes."
"I'm guessing the ring is for decoration and you don't want to be questioned?"
"No, it's real. I got engaged and I sort of haven't told them yet."
"Oh. It's a beautiful engagement." She stands up. "Well, goodbye. Congratulations on your engagement. I hope you have a wonderful live with your soon-to-be husband."
"Oh, thank you." I smile.
"Your welcome..."
"Katniss." I fill in the gap.
"Katniss." She repeat. "I'm Dominique." She looks around at the empty plane. I pick up my carry on.
"It's nice to meet you."
"You too, Katniss." She walks away. I walk off the plane.
"Sissy!" Rosie shoves right past Dominique and runs into my arms. I pick her up. "Hi!"
"Hey Rosie." I smile.
"I miss you!" She hugs me and I hug her back and put her down to hug my Prim. Dad came with the two of them. I grab my bag again.
We head to get my luggage. "So Peeta called me." He says. I stop walking.
Did he blab?
"What'd he say?" I ask.
"He said you refused to bring your medication and he had to beg you."
I let out a long breath to keep myself from getting angry with my fiancé.
He's just concerned.
"Let's go. I'm not talking about this right now."
...9...
"Katniss look at you! Your so beautiful!" My aunt Haylynn gushes.
I smile.
I'm going to get right down to the chase. "Is everyone here?" I ask.
Grandma hugs me and then looks around. "Yes. Why?"
"Can everyone like shut up for like two minutes so I can sort of say something I really need to say?"
"Go ahead and say it." Mom says.
I look down at my hands. "I'm warning all of you aside from my parents and sisters that in bipolar so watch what you say because I can't really control my actions. If you don't like what in going to say then keep it inside or I'm going to probably start planning ways to kill you."
My cousin Jacob snickers but doesn't say a word.
"Okay. Say it." Prim narrows her eyes.
"Well..." Dammit my nerves are killing me. "I'm getting married." I keep my eyes down for a moment and then sneak a glance up.
Prim's eyes are wide and her mouth is open. Mom just looks shocked, Dad does too, and so does everyone else.
"What?" Grandma asks.
"I'm getting married. We don't have a date or anything but..." I get the ring from my pocket. "I'm engaged..." I put the ring back on.
"What's his name?" My aunt asks. "It is a he?"
"His name is Peeta..."
"Oh my god!" Prim starts bouncing up and down. "Where is he? Why the fuck isn't he here? What the hell Katniss?" I grit my teeth.
"I told him he could come but he insured that he wasn't invited directly and then before I could ask he made plans with his family..."
"Guys!" Prim says. "Peeta's such a sweet guy! He's really sexy too!"
"I can't believe this." Mom mutters. I look at her in fear. She stares at me. "My baby girl is getting married."
"So you aren't mad?" I ask.
"Mad? I'm not mad! I'm not mad at all! I'm glad that it's Peeta!" She hugs me. "He's a sweet boy. How's he doing?"
"He's good." I smile.
"Good. Let me see." She takes my hand and inspects the ring. "Beautiful." She smiles. Prim stares at it.
"Did he rob a bank? This must've coated a fortune!"
I look at Dad instead of answering Prim. "Are you angry?" I ask.
"No. I'm glad that it's the boy. He's a good kid. I'm sad your getting married. Your still my little girl and I'm still going to call you sweetheart, okay?"
"Well I'm not happy." Ethan crosses his arms.
He's such a little ass.
"Dad shut th fuck up." Prim says. "She's not your fucking kid so back the hell off."
"She's my niece." He says.
"You really should just go and fuck-" my phone beeps and cuts me off, dropping my eyes, Mom's and Prim's down to the screen.
Peeta: aren't you forgetting something?
I drop the stupid conversation with Ethan and message him back.
Me: uh...
Peeta: you were supposed to message me when you got off the plane.
Me: I got off the plane :D
Peeta: I don't know why I think that's so funny but I'm hysterical right now.
Me: lol
...8...
It's a full week later, the day before Thanksgiving. I'm sitting on the floor with almost the entire family playing Apples to Apples. We decided to play a game because my Grandma got posses that everyone was on their "pointless electronic devices."
My phone starts ringing.
"Don't answer it." Grandma says. She pauses. "Unless it's Peeta. Then you can answer it."
"Well it is Peeta." I slide to answer and turn the volume down so nobody can hear. "Hey."
I hear a door slam, his breathing, which I can tell is angry and the sound of shouting downstairs. He whispers something to someone else and then says, "save me."
I know he's in a very bad mood and he's posses beyond words. "What's wrong?" I ask. The word is inappropriate.
In my family we get a sharpie and on a piece if tape me put the word on the crest your own card and then out it in. I get my crest your own card and put SEX WHEN THE KIDS WALK IN in all caps and put it in the pile.
"God, Katniss holidays are supposed to be joyful and happy and warm and it's supposed to make you and to stay, right?"
"Sometimes. Why?"
"Because I am not even close to happy and it's all cold and ugly here. I can't do this. I'm going to fucking kill somebody."
"Peeta, what happened?"
"Is he okay?" Mom whispers. They're being completely noisy about him now because they all love him when almost all of them have never met him before. I shrug. Prim has the green card right now and she starts laughing hysterically, keeping quiet.
"Well my whole family is just fucking fighting nonstop and Rye, Graham and I have decided to leave."
"Wait, whoa, Peeta-"
"I'm not going to stay no matter what you say."
"What are they fighting about?"
"Money and bills and everything! It's too much! I can't stay here! They're screaming nonstop and it's fucking early here and they woke everyone up! They haven't made breakfast, they're just screaming and it's pissing me off. I'm leaving."
"Wait, Peeta, honey, I think you need to slow down."
"I am not staying here Katniss."
I shut my eyes. "Did you tell them we're engaged?"
"No! I can hardly get in a word."
"Well you need to tell them."
"Katniss what's wrong?" Mom asks. I put up a hand, slightly annoyed.
"Katniss I don't want to stay. I'm packing." Peeta says.
"Where are you even going to go?"
"I going home." he says.
"What? No Peeta. Johanna, Annie and Finn went home for the holidays."
"Rye and Graham are coming with me." he says.
"That's practically alone." I say.
"I don't care. I'm going home."
"Peeta I'm not going to let you spend two major holidays alone-"
"I won't be alone. I'll have Rye and Graham."
"Peeta that's not..." I exhale. "That's not very festive."
"Well I don't have any other choice." He says.
"Peeta I don't want you to be alone for Thanksgiving and Christmas." I whisper.
He sighs softly. "I'll be okay." He says.
Grandma whispers something to the rest of the family. "Katniss tell Peeta to bring whoever and come here." Grandma says. I stare at her. "Really honey, do it."
"Peeta?" I ask.
"What the fuck do you want Mom?" Peeta shouts.
"Why are you leaving?" She demands.
"Because you guys are fucking rude and annoying and I can't fucking stand-"
"Peeta." I warn. I hear him exhale sharply.
"Because I don't want to be here." he says much calmer. He zips his suitcase and goes downstairs. I can hear Rye and Graham following him. "Since all of you are rude inconsiderate assholes, the three of us have decided to leave." Rye says.
"Nothing you say will change out minds." Graham adds.
"Oh, nd thanks for shutting up for two seconds so I could tell you guys that I'm engaged to Katniss. I really appreciate it." Then the door slams.
"Peeta?" I ask again.
"Yeah?"
"You want to make me happy?"
"Yes." He says.
"You could...you could come here for the holidays."
"Katniss I told you how I felt about that." He warns.
"But you said you missed me and you wanted to be invited and you were! My whole family wants to meet you!"
"Katniss I really don't know."
"Please? Come with Rye and Graham." I plead, my face turned in a frown with tear he's going to reject.
I hear him whispering and then Heaham say "a chance to see kat?"
And then I hear Peeta sigh. "Alright. I'm gong to get on a plane. I'll text you with the details and stuff. I love you."
"I love you too."
"Bye."
"Bye."
"What happened?" Mom asks.
I hesitate. "It's really not my place to tell if you ask what happened and why he had to come here I'm sure he'll tell you because he's too nice not to but for right now just know that his family isn't making the holidays like how they should be so he's upset."
"I understand." Mom says. They don't press any further. We go back to the game and I get a text.
Peeta: we got tickets. It better still be in Topsfiled.
Me: it is. What time at you getting in and what time do I need to come get you?
Peeta: We get in at six pm tonight and you don't need to come get us cuz we have Rye's car.
I send him the address.
Peeta: ok we are taking off I need to go love you bye
Me: love you too bye
...9...
"No you fucking dickweed!" I laugh at Prim. She's trying to get some hook to go into the walk for my grandma to hand up the most recent family photo. We are in the living room which in the same room the front door is in. "Your so fucking retarded! It doesn't go like that you blond bimbo!"
"Suck my dick!"
"First of all, you don't have a dick. Second of all, I've only sucked,
And only ever will suck one dick. Third of all, even if you did have a dick, I wouldn't want to suck it because that's just fucking nasty."
She looks over my shoulder and smirks. "Who's dick?" She asks. I take the hammer from her and point it at her. "Shut your fucking mouth before I beat your fucking ass!" I hear someone whisper something to someone and then footsteps disappears.
"You won't do shit because you are a little sissy and you wouldn't ever hit me with a hammer!"
"Wanna fucking bet?" I feel a light tap on my shoulder. "Just a minute." I put my hand up.
"You better not hit me with the hammer. You aren't my sister."
"What the fuck does that mean?"
"It means that your so mean to me!" As she's talking I feel another tap on my shoulder and I continue ignoring.
"How am I mean to you?" Another tap on my shoulder. I still ignore.
"It doesn't matter. You know it's seven. The boys got off the plane at six. Don't you think they should be here by now?"
I look at the time on the wall.
My mood snaps into panic. "Prim what if they got into a car accident? Or a boat crash or-"
"A boat crash? They're not even near the fucking water."
"Prim-"
"Why don't you call Peeta? Maybe he forgot to call you like you did to him."
I feel another tap on my shoulder.
"Fine." I pull my phone out of my pocket, unlock the phone and call Peeta.
I wait impatiently until I hear the familiar ringtone right behind me.
Prim snickers. I tense and bite my lip to keep from laughing at my own damn self.
He was the one tapping my shoulder.
I don't even have a chance to react before I feel him lean over my shoulder to show me his phone which has my photo and my I.D.
"Now," he whispers in my ear, flipping the switch on his phone to put it on vibrate. Him being here rises goosebumps on my arms. I've missed him so much. "Should I answer this?" He kisses my cheek from behind. "Or are you going to turn around and give me a hug?"
I smile and spin around and hug him. He returns it, and it lasts three times longer than a normal hug does.
"Hey you're her Dad." Rye says. "I thought he was an ass Kat? Why's he here?" I peek my head out from behind Peeta. Ethan rolls his eyes. "He an asshole but he's not-"
"I am not an asshole!" Ethan cuts me off.
Peeta laughs under his breath and turns to face his brothers. "Haymitch is her Dad."
Both of their jaws drop and they look at Haymitch. "I so called that one. Dude, you owe me a thousand dollars." Rye says to Graham.
"No, Barley owes you a thousand dollars. I was on your side, remember?"
"No, I distinctively remember-"
"I swear if you guys start fighting I'm going to be really pissed off." Peeta cuts both of them of.
They both scowl at him and continue their argument. "I'm going outside." He walks away and out into the freezing cold snow.
I decide to take charge. "Both of you need to shut the fuck. You came here to the away the fighting, or at least Peeta did. If you guys are going to sit here and fight the whole time I'm not going to let you stay here." Then I follow Peeta outside, barefoot with no jacket. He's sitting on the porch with his hands tangled in his hair. I sit down next to him and bump his shoulder with me. "Hey." I whisper. He sighs and rests his head on my shoulder.
"Why do people fight? Why? The world is so messed up and it's sucking my family into it! My parents are probably going to get divorced! Katniss I don't know if I want to do this anymore."
"Peeta..." I take his hand. He lifts his head up. "Peeta, baby. It's okay. It's going to go okay. We'll be okay. I love you."
"I love you too." He's sitting on the part of the porch that hangs off the side of the cliff. There's a rock cliff on the side but the ground is just snow and it's fresh and still soft. It's only a ten foot drop under Grandma's house because half of the house hangs off if the cliff. There's a ledge that goes down ten foot and if you fell you may live but if you miss the ledge you'll fall hundreds of feet and you'll die.
"Katniss." Peeta whispers. He's looks off into the distance and his entire body is tense. "I need you to move to the right." He doesn't move a single muscle. He doesn't even turn his head to look at me.
I stare at him caseous. Slowly, I scoot over. "Keep going."
Something creaks beneath him.
I realize what's happening a little too late. The porch that's hanging off the ledge collapses, taking Peeta with it.
"PEETA!" I scream in terror.
Everyone keeps telling me nothing ever happens to Peeta.
Hehe
I don't know if he's gonna live or not.