A/N: heya! hope this chapter clears some confusion :D
thank you for all the wonderful reviewers out there! you guys really make me jump up and down in happiness :)
disclaimer: if were suzanne collins, i'd be partying hard with Peeta and Katniss.
*** = time skippy!
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Katniss' POV: The woods. That's where I go. I have a simple reason for everything I've done. Why I've packed up and leaved without so much as a goodbye. Everyone is better off without me. I cause nothing but trouble. Sure I won the Games. Whatever. I don't care. Peeta would be better off without me. I'm selfish, dumb, totally unattractive, and never thinking of others. Peeta is perfect. He's nice, charming, funny, handsome. So what's he doing with me? I don't get tired even after running a few blocks to the woods. I'm filled with a new energy so I keep running. Once I finally get to the edge of the woods, I crumple to the ground in pain. It's agonizing to be away from Peeta, but he needs this. He needs to see I'm not right for him. He's selfless. He would do anything for me, I would do the same for him. But I would only make it worse I were ever put in that position. I crawl over to a tree and climb. It's not very hard. As a kid, I would climb trees that were in my backyard. When I reach a respectable distance, I pull my sleeping bag over me and think. A few days here would be enough for him to realize that he doesn't need me. Then a thought pops in my mind. Prim. My beloved little duck. I've abandoned her too. Worry starts to take over but not even Prim makes me leave the sad little sleeping bag. A few days. I promise myself. A few days, and then I'll go home.
One day has passed. It's the afternoon of March 9th. I plan on going a few more days, but then I remember what Peeta told me.
"Don't run away. Ever. Because if you do, Prim would be terrified." Then I make the decision. I'm going home.
Lilly's POV: Someone runs into my room, and it's Prim. She's sobbing and weeping and whimpering as I hold her. She starts to hiccup and mumble, but I can't really make it out. The I hear what she says.
"Katniss left! She's been gone for a day! Lilly, where did she go?" she sobs. I rub her back in a failing attempt to get her to calm down.
"I don't know, Prim. But Katniss will always come back to you." I say quietly. She suddenly stops sobbing, but tears still flow down her face freely. She looks up to me, hope filled in her eyes.
"You think so?" she asks. I smile, because I know the answer.
"I know so,"
I continue to hold her as she starts to mumble things I don't quite understand. She keeps muttering things about toes, and eyes. It's odd, but it's Prim. I've learned to love her for it. Soon she stops crying and Peeta comes in the room. His eyes are slightly red, but he has a smile on his face for Prim.
"Hi Lilly," he says. I smile warmly at him and Prim looks up at him expectantly.
"I'm going to bake in our cooking class for the upcoming teacher's lunch. Do you two girls want to help me?" he asks. Prim's eyes light up as she nods vigorously.
"Yes please Peeta!" she says sweetly. Peeta chuckles. Then he motions for us to stand up.
"You too Lilly, I need all the help I can get!" he says enthusiastically. I get up, as Prim skips eagerly to the kitchen. Peeta and I chuckle at sweet Prim. When we get to the kitchen he teaches us how to make biscuits.
"Then you add whatever you like! Prim, what would you like to put in yours?" asks Peeta. Prim ponders this. Her eyes travel down the row of toppings we can put in. She eyes the chocolate chips and the cheese for a moment before deciding on the chocolate. I, myself, pick the berries. Peeta makes two batches while Prim and I each make one. Peeta chooses seeds and nuts for the first one, but for the second, he doesn't put anything in it.
"How come you aren't putting anything in that one?" I ask, pointing to the bowl with dough left on the counter.
"I'm going to bake them plainly, and then I'll make some ham and cheese sandwiches with them." I frown. Wouldn't it be easier to put the ham and cheese in now?
"Why can't you make ham and cheese biscuits?" asks Prim. Wow. Took the words right out of my mouth. Peeta considers this for a moment, then he smiles warmly at Prim.
"This is why I like having you two around!" he says while poking Prim in the arm. She giggles, then Peeta starts to chop up ham and we place the cheese in the dough. After we have nearly 5 pans filled with little drop biscuits, Peeta places them inside the oven.
"Then we wait," he announces. While the bicuits cook, Peeta munches on the chocolate chips. The timer dings, and the smell of biscuits fill the room making my mouth water. When Peeta takes the biscuits off the pans to cool, I examine them. They look GOOD. And I don't mean good like, just good. They look GOOD good. Peeta chuckles at my expression, then he whispers,
"It's okay, there's enough for the teachers AND us,"
After 20 minutes, the bicuits have cooled down enough for us to eat a few. We each take one of each. Prim's chocolate chip, my berry biscuit, Peeta's seed ones and ham and cheese ones. I bite down on it and it's soft soft and airy, my eyes roll to the back of my head and I make and MMMMMM sound. Then suddenly we get interrupted by the door opening quietly. My jaw drops and Peeta's eyes spark with joy. Prim takes a breath. Because the girl we see is one with a black braid, and a bag casually slung across her shoulders. It's Katniss Everdeen. And she's come home.
she's come home!