So I have to admit, I'm a little bummed out. I've gotten about three reviews since Monday. Where's the reviews guys? I am not going to be one of those evil authors who demand a certain amount each chapter, but it would be nice to get a few more every chapter… Here is Chapter Eight anyways! Enjoy(:
I sit in a small patch of daffodils, staring towards the road that comes from town toward the Meadow. Peeta comes limping up, and I immediately stand up, and jog to meet him. When he gets close enough to me, I hug him. He stiffens slightly, and then relaxes. When I squeeze slightly, I hear him whimper.
"Oh! Are you okay?" I look up to see his eyes slightly glassy, well one of them. His left eye is swollen a bit, purple ringing around his eye. His cheek has a welt on it, and looks like it split from impact. He barely nods, but a lone tear escapes his right eye. I reach up and wipe it away lightly, and thread my fingers with his. We walk over to a patch of grass obscured from view by big, leafy bushes. I sit down, and help him get seated. Reaching into my small leather pouch, I pull out the cream and ointment, setting them on the grass next to me. "This might sting slightly, alright?" His hand stay tight in mine, and I squeeze it in a calming way.
I dab a bit of ointment on his welt, and every time I touch, no matter how lightly, he winces. After lightly coating the cut, I use some cream and smear it around his eye. The swelling immediately starts to go down, which I'm thankful for. When I finish with his face, I close the remedies and put them back in the pouch.
He grimaces, in attempt to smiling I think, and I hug him again. My head rests in the crook of his neck, and I hear him whisper thank you. We stay like this for a while, and soon I fall asleep. Peeta must fall asleep too, because when I wake up the sun is rising, and we are still in the Meadow.
Quickly sitting up, I shake Peeta's shoulder lightly. "Peeta! You need to get up, it's sunrise!" His eyes open slightly, and suddenly he sits up.
"Crap! I'm so sorry Katniss!" He says a slight urgency in his voice.
"Its fine, I think I fell asleep first anyways. Your cut looks better, and your eye only has a lilac tint to it." I reply, completely calm.
"Thanks for that, you didn't have to." He looks down slightly, but I slink a finger under his chin, and lift it up.
"You don't deserve to be treated like that Peeta. Ever." I whisper. He starts to lean in, and this time I don't freak out. When our lips brush slightly, I hear a shout.
"KATNISS! Where are you?" Prim. Of course it is Prim. Peeta laughs and we both stand up. "There you are! Oh, hi Peeta! Look at your eye! What happened?" She runs up, and lightly checks his face.
"I tripped at the bakery, hit a stool." He lies smoothly, but she looks at him with uncertainty. I shake my head slightly, and she drops it. "I should probably head home; I got to start my shift soon. See you later?" He asks, turning towards me.
"See you later." I smile, and he grins back. When Peeta disappears, Prim giggles.
"Katniss and Peeta, sitting in a tree, K-" She gets cut off by my hand, muffling the rest of the silly song.
"Shush. Let's go home, alright? Some stew sounds good, I'm starving!" She smiles, and we chit chat all the way back home, and walk in to Rory happily talking with Mother at the dinner table with a bowl of stew in front of him.
"There you are!" Mother says, with a knowing smile. I blush slightly, and turn away.
"What's for breakfast?" I ask casually, grabbing a bowl and cheese bun.
"Rabbit stew." She replies, and I nod, filling my bowl then joining everyone else at the table.
"How are you Rory? Haven't seen you for a few days." I casually say, tasting the cheese bun and biting back a moan from its delicious taste.
"Not much. Gale's been teaching me how to make snares, but that's about it." I reply with a simple nod, and finish breakfast quickly.
Scurrying upstairs, I pull on a pair of brown shorts and a forest green top, tying the end of my braid of with a matching green ribbon again. I run back down stairs, and grab a apple and two rolls for Peeta, and throw them into my handy leather pouch. Mother looks up with an enquiring look.
"Where you going today?" She asks, and I pause.
"I'm going to hang out with Peeta today, and help out frosting some cupcakes." She smiles, and hugs me. I immediately freeze up. Mother and I rarely exchange any type of hugs, or all that mushy stuff.
"Have fun Katniss." She releases me, and I'm slightly stunned. "Well, go on!" She nudges me towards the door, and I quickly jog out the door.
A day with just Peeta and me. I can't think of anything better at the moment.
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