So I hear you guys think this story is borning…hehe
PLOT TWIST!
"Prim, I love you to death, but-"
"Katniss don't try to hang up on me! You have to help me I'm going to die without Rory!"
I've been on the phone with her for six hours and she won't leave me alone. "Prim! I've fucking had it!" I'm stressed out again because people keep telling me where to put stuff. Peeta comes in with a box labeled 'kitchen'. He's sweating and his hair is damp and it's really hot. He brushes past me. "I can't deal with you and Rory right now! I'm so fucking stressed out! Go over to his house and tell him you fucked up!"
"I thought you cared! I'm your damn sister! I never fucking see you anymore and I miss you and when I call you, you're busy!" She hangs up, crying.
Great, now I feel like a fucking asshole.
"Dammit! I'm such a terrible fucking person!" I start crying now because I feel terrible. Peeta walks out of the kitchen and his eyes widen in alarm.
"What happened?" he asks, worried.
"Nothing!" I throw my phone at him and run away.
"Katniss! Come back!" he chases after me and catches my bedroom door. I bolt for the balcony, but he meets me out there. I dive around him and bolt for the bathroom, but he hooks his index finger on the belt loop of my jeans and pulls me back.
"What happened?"
That's when I realize that he's equipped to deal with me and my actions. He's the only one that can put up with me. With my odd actions and how I act.
"Let go of me!" I shout at him.
"No." he pulls me back further.
"I'm such a terrible sister! I'm going to Jersey, I'll be back tomorrow."
"What! Katniss, why?" he demands.
"Because I've got to."
…a….
I trust Peeta enough to take care of the house. I don't even stop by my parents' house; I just go right to the Hawthorne's. Gale answers the door, and he gasps.
"Hi Gale, is Rory here?"
"Uh…um…" his eyes lock on my chests. I cross my arms across my chest. "I…come in. I'll go and…" he coughs. "get him." He steps aside. I walk in the house and he shuts the door behind me and walks away. I stand awkwardly in the living room. Rory comes downstairs, looking terrible.
"Katniss?" he asks.
"You need to get back together with Prim." I say.
"Why? She broke up with me! Why the hell would I get back together with her?" he demands.
"You know how Peeta and I broke up, right? I wasn't thinking and I just acted?" I ask.
"Yeah, but-"
"But that's what Prim did! She's been calling me for the past two days asking for advice! She hates me because I was busy and she thinks I don't care! Rory, Prim needs you. Do you love her?"
"Yes…" he trails off.
"So go over there and ask for forgiveness! She'll give it to you, I swear!"
"Fine…do you know how we broke up?" he asks.
"Yes. You wanted sex and she didn't and she got mad. Rory, I'm letting you know now, I'm the closest thing she has to a loving family member. If you hurt her or do something she doesn't want of anything, you'll pay for it, now, is your mom here?"
"Yeah…MOM KATNISS WANTS TO TALK TO YOU!" Rory walks past me, out of the house.
"Wait, Rory." I stick my head out the door.
"yeah?" he turns around.
"You never saw me." I warn.
"Saw who?" he grins and walks away.
"Katniss darling! How are you?" Hazelle asks.
"I'm great," I smile. She leads me to the kitchen and makes me tea. She doesn't have a tree, because she can't afford it. She doesn't have any gifts for the kids, because she can't afford it, and she's got hardly and food in her refrigerator. "What are you guys doing for Christmas?" I ask quietly.
"We don't have money to do anything. I had to tell the kids about Santa Claus because they don't understand." She whispers. I take a deep breath.
"Come to my house for Christmas." I say. She looks at me with raised eyebrows.
"What…no Katniss, I couldn't put a burden-"
"You aren't a burden. Please Hazelle? Come to my house for Christmas. I'll pay for all your tickets."
"Katniss, there is not any way you can afford-"
"I have an 85 million dollar house. I have plenty of money to fly you and your family to my house for Christmas."
"Katniss, I can't." she shakes her head.
"Please?" I try one more time. She's silent for a real long time
"Fine, the kids and I will come for Christmas. When do we leave?"
"The day after tomorrow at eight thirty. Have Rory call Prim when you land." I get up.
When she isn't looking, I steal a piece of paper and an envelope, and then I leave.
I hide down the street as shove a million dollars in the envelope.
I make fifteen thousand a minute. I don't need this money. Hazelle can't afford anything. I'm giving her the money. I write, using my phone as a hard surface "To The Hawthornes" on the envelope. And then on the piece of paper I write "No need to thank me. You need it much more than I do."
I put the paper in the envelope and lick it shut and then put the letter in their mailbox.
I shove my hands in my jacket pocket and walk to my hotel.
As I get in my room of the beat up old Mobile 8, my phone starts ringing. It's Peeta.
"Hey baby," I drop my stuff on the dresser that has chipped paint on it. The toilet is supposed to be white but its gray and there's mold in the corner. I sigh and sit down on the mattress. Dust flies up around me and I start choking. "This is disgusting."
"Hey, so I called my mom and told her everything and where you're staying and she said to go to the bakery, and that you can stay with them."
"Uh…no."
"Why not?" he asks.
"Peeta, I haven't seen your parents since I was eighteen." I reply.
"Katniss, she said that the floor is falling in."
"Well…" I cough again. "She wasn't lying. I'll just go stay with Dad and Prim."
"Are you sure?" he asks.
"No…I'll sleep on top of the dresser-"
"Just come home Katniss," he sighs. "Please? Just come home." I cough again.
"Alright…I'll come home."
…..a…..
He's at the airport, waiting for me. As I hug him, my phone starts ringing. He sighs, and I sigh, because I just want a minute of peace that doesn't involve being asleep or in bed.
"Hello?" I ask.
"So," Prim begins slowly. Peeta pulls me to his car. "Rory and I got together. Then he took me to his house. Hazelle was unconscious on the floor and Gale was staring at pieces of green paper on the table. As Rory and I moved closer, Rory passed out. Gale is white as a sheet. Someone left a million dollars in the mailbox. It was anomynous. There was a note of the table that said 'no need to thank me. You need it much more than I do'. And I moved forward and I see ten thousand one hundred dollar bills. We got the counterfit pen from the store and found that every single one of them were real."
"Wow, that's crazy," I put my feet on the dashboard.
"I know it is. So I got to thinking. Isn't it weird that I knew that handwriting from somewhere?"
"You did?" I ask.
"Yeah. Handwriting of the same exact person that helped me with me homework. The same person that writes letters to me. So I got one of the letters and we compaired the handwriting. It was the exact same. The E's and everything." She says.
"So the person who helped you with your homework and writes youo letters left a million dollars in the Hawthorne mail?" I ask, faking surprise.
"Yeah, and it was you." she says.
"Me!" I fake surprise. "I would atleast put my name, Prim!" I exclaim.
"Stop bullshitting Katniss. I'm not stupid. I knw it was you. I know you left the money."
"Yeah, I did. So what?"
"So…thank you. Really Katniss." She whispers.
"You were right? It was Katniss?" I hear Hazelle in the background.
"Yes, it was her. Katniss, we're bringing the money back to you."
"No your not. Bring the money back and I throw it in the fireplace." I reply.
"Whatever," she hangs up on me. We've been not having me wear the ring. Johanna is the only person who knows because she caught me with it.
…1…
At midnight, Peeta leaves and goes home after we go on a whole rant because everyone in the world is pissed because they think our love is fake. Haymitch and Rye are ordering us to act more in love. Johanna and I are unpacking boxes. An hour later, my phone starts ringing.
"Hello?" I ask. It's Peeta.
"I need you to send an ambulance to the street to the left of my house." He sounds weak, like he's having trouble breathing.
"Peeta?" I ask. No reply. "Peeta? Peeta!" nothing. I hang up, frantically explaining to Johanna as I dial 911 and run up the stairs, skipping five steps with each step. I pull on jeans and a t-shirt and my vans, grab my purse backpack as I talk to the 911 agent and then hang up as they ask if I'm Katniss Everdeen. Johanna chases after me to the car and she calls Rye and Graham. I'm freaking out so bad that I'm having trouble breathing.
Paparazzi and news reporters are here and there is a giant crowd outside. I park on the side of the road, and looks of sympathy show on everyone's faces. Haymitch and Cinna are here already, Rye and Graham walking right behind me and Johanna. I elbow my way through the crowd until I'm at the front with the caution tape.
Someone ran into him and flipped his car. He's halfway out of the window, his face facing mine. His eyes are shut and his lips are parted slightly. His head is bleeding badly and he's cut up his arms really bad.
I can see from here that he isn't breathing. I see a paramedic check his pulse, and he calls for backup as his buddies walk over and help them get Peeta from the window of the car.
I can't stop myself. I start shouting for him to wake up and I get halfway over the caution tape before Johanna restrains me. Cinna, Haymitch, Rye and Graham have to help. I can't control myself. Rye is on the phone with somebody. The people that ran into him aren't even injured. Rye pulls me against his chest and I just sob. He says nothing, his breathing uneven. He rubs my back like Peeta does when I'm upset. I watch, still crying, as they do mouth to mouth on my fiancé.
I'm wearing the ring. I wear it when it's just Johanna and Peeta and I.
More paramedics show up, and they all work on Peeta.
I feel a cold as steel, like I'm never going to hear his voice again. Like I'll never hear him say I love you again. I see one of the paramedics shake their head and sit back, running his hands over his face. They stare at Peeta with blank expressions. A guy tries one more time. I can hardly see, but I see his chest goes up, and looks of relief flood everyone's face. I'm hysterical still, harder this time because now I know he's okay. Well alive. Maybe not okay, but alive. Haymitch squeezes my shoulder. "He's alive, sweetheart." He whispers. They load him up on a stretcher, and I decide here and now that I'm going with him in that ambulance. I shove everyone out of my way and step over the caution tape. I march right over to the paramedic, ignoring people shouting for me to stop behind me and tap his shoulder. He turns around.
"I'm coming with you in the ambulance." I say strongly.
"No you're not." He says. "You guys are only dating. Immediate family only," I hold up my left hand.
"I'm his fiancé and I'm coming with you." I reply. People behind me shriek. He eyes the ring and then sighs, Peeta already in the ambulance.
"Alright," he says. I toss my keys to Johanna and get in the ambulance with Peeta. He's in a lot of pain, but the second he sees me, some form of relief fills his face. I sit down in the chair that the other paramedic gives me and take his hand. As we drive over bumps, he gets paler and paler, and eventually the paramedic gives him meds to knock him unconscious.
"You really do love him, don't you?" he asks.
"Yes. More than anything." I whisper.
"I always thought it was fake…but…when I heard you screaming, I knew. I knew that I was wrong."