Hey! It's me. Sorry for taking so long to update. Shout outs to: Calypso1302, FinnickOdair-Will-Live-Forever (That is very true), Abigail25, HP-HG-D-LUVR, Olive Monster, Galeluver27, NikhilDonz, RockandRollsuperstar, Greenleaves145 and all the guests. By the way, I am re-writing my two other stories, A Modern Fairytale and Fallen Desire. Chapter 2 is here! Oh, and Katniss is 18 now.
I looked at the boy standing right outside my doorframe. Effie politely excused herself and left, but I wasn't listening. The world could have crumbled in pieces, and I would never have noticed. Several conflicting emotions surged inside me, a particular one overwhelming the rest: longing. Not anger or pointless rage. Just pure longing.
"Hi," I said finally, not knowing what to say.
"Hi," he said. We endured the awkward silence that followed.
"Come in," I said, and he went inside, and I directed him to sit on the couch. He sat, more awkward than ever.
"So… I heard you were pregnant," he said, and I nodded. The look in Gale's eyes darkened. I knew what this meant. It meant that Gale was mad. Or horny. Okay, I wouldn't touch too much on that. I flinched involuntarily. I had never really been used to Gale being angry with me.
"Yeah, I guess I am," I said, and now, Gale was the one who flinched. It had never really been like this with both of us. There had been a time when Gale knew everything about me, and I had known everything about him, like we had been the same individual. However, it seemed that the war had torn us completely apart. Gale cleared his throat, and I cleared mine.
"I'm happy for you," Gale said, and I nodded, and then realizing that this was too cold, I went over to him. Gale's eyes followed me as I sat down close to him.
"Thank you," I said. I didn't want to tell him that I had a strong feeling that the baby was his, because I wasn't sure yet.
"What is it?" Gale asked. I looked at him.
"Nothing," I lied, although I had already established that I was a terrible liar. Gale smiled his slow, crooked smile, and my heart skipped a beat. Stupid, I mentally scolded myself, you're married. I looked away from him quickly.
"You shouldn't have come here," I said quickly, my voice sounding harsher than I meant it to sound.
"Why? Afraid I'd make your little lover boy jealous?" he replied with a sneer in his voice. My defenses shot back up.
"Don't call him that!" I shouted angrily. How dare he call Peeta that!
"Just stating the facts," he said, putting his hands up in mock surrender.
"How dare you call him that, you murderer!" I shouted, putting emphasis on the last word. Gale sucked in a breath. I gasped, wishing I could take the words back, but I knew the damage was done.
Okay, so chapter 2. I'm really sorry for the short chapter. I'll try to update a longer chapter next week. Bye!