This chapter was inspired by the song: Be Here by Parachute. I LOVE this band. I think I've said this before, but I named this story after their song, The Mess I Made. Jennifer Lawrence is int he music video! :D
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I hear silence, again.
My heart shatters into a million pieces, and I feel sobs wrack through my body, causing me to shake tremendously. My lips trembles and I can barely see with the tears fogging up my vision.
"PEETA!" I scream. I pound on his chest with my fist in anger. I listen to his heartbeat again, still nothing. My cheeks are soaked. I need him, he can't die this way! "Peeta….P-please…g-get up….I can't los-se you…" I choke out through sobs. He lays motionless as Delly and Haymitch stroll up.
"Sweetheart what's going on?" Haymitch asks. I turn to face him and his face drops into deep concern and he runs to Peeta's side. Delly hugs me and tells me he'll be fine. I'm surprised Delly isn't sobbing like I am. She strokes my hair and tells me everything will be alright while I scream his name.
"PEETA!" I yell, over and over again. My voice getting quieter and quieter each time with defeat. I silently cry and wait for Haymitch to help him, bring him back to me. I see Haymitch do what Finnick did in the Quell, give him C.P.R. I sigh between sobs, and Peeta's chest begin to rise and fall slowly. I dash out of Delly's grip and kneel beside Peeta. Haymitch breathes air into lungs once more, and Peeta begins to gain consciousness. His eyes flutter open and without thinking whatsoever, I bent down and kissed him. I could tell he was shocked when he felt my lips on his, and I was shocked of myself for doing this at all. But, Peeta kissed me back. I felt as if this kiss was long overdue, it should have been given after the rebellion, I should have stayed with him. I still felt terrible about it. I don't know how Delly is reacting to this, I mean, I'm kissing her fiancé, but nothing mattered to me more than the broken boy on the ground. I don't even know how long we layed there, kissing one another, tears streaming down my face. Once I pulled away from Peeta, I felt as if the whole word stared at me. I felt as if I was a terrible friend to Delly, and to Peeta for doing that just then. I stood up and looked at Delly, who just had pure shock written all over her face.
"Um, Well this is awkward…." Haymitch muttered. He then turned around to walk back home. Delly stood motionless.
"I'm so sorry." I whispered, and then took off running.
What a productive day.
A/N: SORRY! Short chapter, but the next one is the wedding! Ahh! So, You'll have to wait and see what happens, and I promise you will NOT be expecting some things. ANYWAYS, Please Review, and thanks to anyone who added this to their alerts or favorites.
SO, EXTRA long chapter should be up...Thursday? Friday? I'll try my best to have it ASAP!
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