Sorry for taking so long to update! I'm on finals week, so I haven't had a lot of time to write.
I know I told you that I'd try to update daily or twice a week. I'm really trying as hard as I can to update asap and also make the chapters last a little longer.
I think this isn't the best I've written, but I hope you like it!
It's Gale.
He punches Finnick in the face and Finnick hits him back.
"What the hell?!" I yell.
"That's what I should be asking!" Gale yells at me as he punches Finnick again.
"Don't talk to her like that!" Finnick yells and punches Gale.
"Stop!" I scream and step between both of them.
Gale frowns at me and leaves.
"Are you ok?" I ask Finnick and help him sit in my bed.
"He's an asshole…" He mutters. I notice that his lip is bleeding.
"Do you want me to go get some ice?" I ask panicked.
"No, I'm okay." He replies smiling.
"Are you sure? You're bleeding."
"I'm not going to die because a little of blood…" He replies laughing and lays in my bed.
"Okay…" I mutter as I sit next to him.
"Now is the moment when you rip your shirt off to wipe my blood…" He whispers in my ear. "Or is it the other way around?"
I softly wipe his blood with his shirt, then I kiss him.
"I should let your boyfriend punch me more often." He whispers and smiles against my lips.
I lean back.
"He's not my boyfriend." I mutter annoyed. "Why would you do that anyway?!"
"For you to take care of me." He grins and cocks an eyebrow.
"If you're really injured, I should take you to the nursery." I mutter.
"I'm fine." He smiles seductively "I'll be fine as long as you take care of me."
"Is Finnick Odair asking me to take care of him?" I say with mock surprise.
"Yeah." He mutters as he kisses me.
This time, he kisses me harder, like if he needed me. He brings me closer to his body and wraps his arms around my waist. I sit in his lap as he slowly kisses my neck.
I pull him close to me and kiss him, he bites my bottom lip and I smile. I get goosebumps and my heart starts beating frenetically.
«What about Peeta? » I ask to myself. I can't do this.
I lean back and catch my breath.
"I'm sorry Finnick." I whisper as I sit on the other edge of the bed.
"No, I'm sorry." He says as he sits next to me and runs his fingers along my jawline.
I sigh. What's happening to me? What's going on with Finnick? I'm scared to figure out what it is, plus: How can I ask him what does all this mean to him if I don't have the littlest idea of what it means to me? All I know is that his presence keeps me sane; he makes me feel alive, less numb. I also like talking to him, I feel empathic, I mean, we're going through the same kind of things…
"Katniss, come back." He says looking me in the eyes.
"Sorry." I mutter.
"Why are you apologizing?" He asks laughing.
"I don't know." I reply holding back a smile.
He smiles and we sit in silence. He sighs.
"What is it?" I ask.
"I think you should go talk to Gale." He mutters.
"Do you think he'll want to talk to me?" I sigh.
"He's your friend. And he's in love with you… If I was him, I'd rather keep you as a friend than losing you." He replies and smiles at me.
"I'm not sure… He looked pretty angry."
"Of course he did!" he grins "He's jealous. He thinks I'm stealing his girl."
"Okay…" I mutter "You should get a little ice for that eye…" I blush.
"I thought you were going to take care of me…" He pouches.
"I think you're old enough to take care of yourself." I reply as I stand up.
He lies down, crosses his arms behind his head and smiles seductively.
"I'll be waiting right here for you."
"What if my mom or Prim come back?" I ask.
"Then, I'll be in my room." He replies laughing.
"Okay."
I walk towards Gale's room and stop when I'm in front of his door. I hesitate for a moment and then knock.
He opens the door and his expression hardens when he sees me.
"What are you doing here?" He asks annoyed.
"I came to talk." I reply.
"You mean that you came to lie to my face one more time." he says as he laughs bitterly. "You know, Katniss… I'm not your toy."
His words cut me like a knife.
"I'm sorry, Gale."
"Sorry about what?" Now he's really angry "Are you sorry for telling me that there was nothing between Finnick and you? Or you're sorry for breaking my heart one more time?" he sighs "I'm tired of this little game, Katniss."
"Gale…"
"I love you Katniss, but I don't know what to expect…"
"I don't have a relationship with Finnick, he's my friend." I interrupt him frustrated.
"Then, why were you kissing him?" he asks looking me at the eyes.
"I… I don't know!" I reply and look away.
"You don't know?" he asks "What does that even mean?"
"I don't know." I repeat.
"Does that mean I have a chance?" he asks holding me by the chin and staring at my eyes.
I don't reply. I just look him in the eyes.
I don't want to break his heart anymore; neither do I want to lose him.
He smiles and kisses me. His lips are warm and soft, as always, but they're not Peeta's lips or Finnick's.
«Finnick?! » my inner voice yells at me «Why heaven on earth are you thinking about Finnick?! »
"I love you, Katniss." Gale whispers against my lips.
I hesitate and kiss him back. «Don't break his heart anymore. Tell him what he wants to hear. »
He leans back and looks at me, like if he were expecting something. I stay silent.
He sighs and walks away.
«Don't be stupid, Katniss… You'll lose him, just like you did with Peeta. » «What if you do love him? »
I know I'm only lying to myself. I love Peeta, not Gale; but I can't afford myself to lose my best friend.
I run after him and grab him by his arm.
"I love you too, Gale." I say as I kiss him.
He leans back and looks me in the eyes, his grey eyes shine as he smiles.
"You do?" He asks smiling.
"I love you, Gale." I lie.
A battle rages within me. «Liar. » «You told him what he wanted to hear, after all. » «You'll only hurt him more than you have done. »«You don't deserve him. »
I try to ignore the voices inside my head and smile back at him.
"Do you mean it?" He smiles.
"Yeah, it's just that… I didn't knew how to tell you…" I lie.
He kisses me again.
"Let's go hunting." He says smiling.
"Hunting?" I ask excited "Can we go hunting?"
"Yeah, we're allowed." He smiles "So… We're going?"
"You had me at the moment you said hunting."
I forget about everything at the moment he hands me a bow. Including the fact that I left Finnick waiting for me.
That's it for this chapter!
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