Peeta's POV

I can't do this.

I can't, I can't. I just can't.

It's been two years since I seen Primrose. Two fucking years and she wants to see me now? Why now? Why not two years ago that day, or the next.

Or the terrible days after that.

I look at myself in the mirror. Dark circles reappear under my eyes again. I look old, worn out.

I am old anyway.

I grab my phone and keys and walk out the house and into the car. I turn it on and sigh. Music fills the car and a drive off to the café which I easily get to in 10 minutes.

I walk in and decide to order something while I'm waiting. I get tea with no sugar and milk.

"I can't believe you drink your tea like that."

I turn around, grinning and see Katniss, looking at me in disgust.

"What can I say, I was born in a world off sweets," I say. "Every sweet person always hides something bitter."

I shake my head at the memory and grab my tea and pay. I look around the place, until I spot a familiar blonde.

Her hair is still in those two braids I met her in. She's grow a bit taller and looks more like a women. A women Katniss hoped she would be.

Primrose Everdeen.

I walk to her. She's on her kindle, reading while drinking coffee. I know she hears my heavy footsteps because she looks up and looks at me. Prim gives me a warm smile with some pity hidden under it.

I hate pity.

"Peeta," Prim says and stands up to hug me. I hug her back and my heart actually feels a bit warm again. I don't think anyone could ever be mad a Prim for a long time. She's a sweet, genuine person. She's still new to this world.

"Prim, you've grown." I say.

"I'm still shorter then you though." She says. We sit down across from each other.

"So, how have you been?"

I've been terrible. These last months have been awful without Katniss by me. I hate it and I hate this life.

"Okay." I answer. "How about you?"

"I'm fine." She says. "I made it into Princeton."

Katniss would be thrilled to hear that.

"And are you going to Princeton?"

"No."

I look at Prim.

"But why Prim? Princeton is an Ivy League school. Not every person who applies makes in."

"I know but, I just really would rather go here." Prim says softly and I stare at her.

"Okay." I can't fight with Prim. I know Katniss wants Prim to be happy, and this is Katniss sister, there both stubborn as mules.

It's quiet for a couple moments before Prim speaks up again.

"So, I guess your wondering why I called you here."

I nod.

"It's about Katniss."

My throat tightens and I feel like I can't breathe anymore. Did someone take the oxygen away from this room?

"What about her?" I ask. Thoughts began to run all over my head.

"Well before hand I found this." Prim pulls a box from underneath the table and opens it.

Photographs.

"I found them behind the bookshelf the other day. It's every single photo she's ever token."

I look at them. Some of her, some of her family, me, Madge, every one else and the world.

"Thank you Prim." I say softly and close the lid of the box.

"There's also something else." Prim says.

"I'm all ears." I say.

"It took a while, obviously, but I finally convinced the doctor."

Millions of terrible thought plunge into my head once again.

"What did you convince the doctor to do?"

She looks down then back up for a second before answering.

"You can see her Peeta."

November 1st, 2010 (Age(s): 20 and 23)

I feel a tap on my shoulder and I turn around and smile.

"Happy birthday!" Katniss says and hugs me tightly as I hug her back.

"Finally the old twenty-three." She says.

"I'm not old." I say.

"Okay sure Peeta."

"I'm serious! You're gonna be twenty-three soon."

"Yes but by that time you'll probably be twenty-six or twenty-seven." Katniss responds. "So your old."

"Fine I'm old. I'm a grandpa." I say and she grins.

"Here's part one of your present." Katniss says. She hands me a small piece of paper. I turn it around and I smile.

It's a picture of the both of us after a food fight. She grabbed her camera and took a picture of them both, there faces are filled with flour, mustard, ketchup and basically every single piece of food I had in my kitchen all on us. We were still not over on how we looked.

"I made another copy. So that's not the original." She says.

"I feel loved." I say and Katniss laughs. "I still like it though." I grab my wallet and put it in there.

I hear someone yell my name for beer pong and I nod when I realize I don't have a partner.

"Hey Katniss," I say in that tone of my that says I need something from her. She sighs.

"You should be damn glad it's your birthday Mellark." I laugh as we walk to the beer pong table.

"I see you brought Everdeen. Somebody call Animal Control! We got a stray bitch running around." Cato says and I hear the whole crowd "ooh." Cue eye roll.

"We better call Social Services first," Katniss says. "We need someone to pick up this homeless tramp." The crowd cheers and whoops and I see Katniss smirk but I catch the eye roll.

"So are we gonna play or what?" Cato asks and I nod. Clove comes next to him and a Cheshire Cat smile comes to her face.

I look at Katniss and she looks at me.

"Game on."

We win at the end but one thing does surprise me is how incredible her aim is.

"Since when did you have such good aim?" I ask her and she grins.

"Archery." She answers and takes a long swig of her beer. "I never told you?"

"I don't recall."

"Shocking," She says. "That's the first thing everyone knows about me."

"Well I'm not everyone." I answer. She raises her eyebrow.

"Is that a challenge Mellark?"

I give her a wide smile.

"It currently is."


Sorry for such a long wait! Finals have been crazy but I've been out and I should upload a couple more times this summer! All mistakes are mine. See you guys soon!