The next morning there is nothing. No new memories. I can't shake the feeling of being annoyed and I don't know why? There was a time where I thought maybe Peeta and I could be more but that time had passed and obviously the time when he thought the same had passed too. It really was bothering me that he hadn't felt anything at all? He never even said anything, just no new memories. I was sure it would have worked. But obviously the capital took all those feelings away. It must be spending all this time together that has made me feel this way. I will just put it down to that.
He begins to notice my frustration the next day and asks: "What's going on? You've been acting strange since yesterday."
Not knowing how to reply I just shrug and say: "I'm fine."
"I know you're not Katniss. Is it about the kiss? I'm sorry if it made things awkward. I didn't mean to." He tries to explain but he's got it all wrong.
"I didn't make things awkward at all." I'm trying not to say too much.
"Then why are you acting strange?" he asks.
I can't tell him why. He can't know. It might ruin our new found friendship and I wouldn't be able to stand letting him get away again. Especially when he is starting to regain his memories?
"Katniss, please. What's going on?" he begs.
"I was just a bit disappointed that none of your memories came back. Okay?" I reply.
"Oh, okay then. It's going to take some time until they do Katniss? They injected a lot of venom into me it will take a while until I'm back to normal. Believe me, I want to get back to my old self more than anything but I don't know if I will ever be the exact same Peeta."
With this my world comes crashing down. Even though there wasn't much left to fall, to think that Peeta could possibly never be the same is heart breaking.
"So there is a chance you will never regain all of your memories or feelings?" I ask hoping the answer is no.
He replies with the answer I was not at all hoping for: "Yes, that's very possible."
"So you don't feel at all the same as you did before they hijacked you?" I demand, tears flooding my eyes.
"Only for somethings. Like my friendship with Haymitch but as you know that took me a while and for other stuff too." He says back, staying completely calm.
I feel like I've been punched in the gut. How could he say, of all things, his friendship with Haymitch.
"So what is the point in you even being here, in this house? Because you obviously don't feel anything towards me anymore." I shout back, but as soon as the words leave my mouth I regret them.
"How can you say that Katniss, after everything we have been through together? He is shouting too now."Snow might have been able to mask how I felt but the feelings have always been there, they were just mixed up." He stops shouting and says softly: "Why do you think I've been spending every minute I can with you since I got back? I love you Katniss."
"Then why of all things to mention, when I ask you about feelings, do you mention Haymitch?!" I retort.
"Because I figured you already knew how I felt about you?!"
This is all the confirmation I need. Finally we make sense. I walk slowly towards him. He seems confused.
"What is it?" he says, not expecting what I do next.
I reach him. I rest my head against his chest for a moment, listening to his heartbeat, then I look up at his face and lean in. It's the most perfect moment ever. The first time where we have both felt the exact same way about it each other and it's amazing.
He breaks away. "You love me, real or not real?"
And I reply "Real."
THE END
