Hello all! I'm sorry that I updated so late, but hey! It's Monday, and I only missed Sunday's update! Read on guys!
I decide to watch past the required time for the Hunger Games, and Peeta stays the night. Mother has Prim run over to let Mr. Mellark know, and she has to go on another house call for some measles. All the tributes are getting settled for the night, so I take the chance to hang with Peeta for a bit.
"Hey." I say with a small smile. I lie down, and pull him with me.
"Hi there. What do you think you're doing?" I grin mischievously in return.
"Just getting a bit of alone time in with my boyfriend." I respond before pulling his head down to mine. My arms wrap around his neck, and he kisses me sweetly. It lasts for probably five minutes before I'm gasping for air. We laugh slightly, and shift so I'm lying against his chest facing the television. "Peeta?"
"Hmm?"
"Do you think Gale will get a hold of the bow and arrows? Glimmer seems pretty tight with them."
"He'll find a way. Isn't he good with wire too though? He could make a snare for humans." I didn't think too much about that. I nod, and focus on the girl from eight. She's heading to the same tree Gale is in, and plops down to make a fire. Great, some dumb girl is going to get them both killed. Gale shifts in the tree, leaning over slightly to peek below him. She sets it ablaze quickly, and tries to warm up. The screen splits in half and shows the Careers heading quickly towards the smoke with wild grins. Cato crouches right behind her, and signals the others to wait.
"Well, well. Look at who we found." The girl jumps and turns with a pleading look.
"Please! I have a family at home! Little sisters watching! Please don't do this! Don't kill me in front of them!" Cato pauses, acting like he cares.
"What are their names?" He asks, playing it up like he's worried.
"Laurel and Belle." She whispers, shaking visibly.
"Well, Laurel and Belle," he spits, "goodbye from your sister!" She screams, tears streaming her face as she backs up. In one clean swipe, he slices open her stomach. She cries out in agony, and the Career pack laughs loudly. Gale is shown wincing, and burying himself down into the bag to avoid hearing as much as possible.
"Let's go. We need to find the boy from twelve." Clove says eerily, and starts walking away. The rest follow, and leave the girl gasping for air through choked coughs of blood. Two minutes later, her cannon still hasn't gone off so we see Sara wander back.
Sara smiles cruelly. "Well well, still holding on?" The girl's eyes show pleading and desperation. Her lips form out please, and Sara just laughs. "You won't get off that easy eight. We're going to enjoy this." She pulls out a small knife from her pocket, and makes small cuts across her wrists. The girl winces, and tears stream her face. "No smiles? Darn, guess we'll have to fix that." Her knife cuts into her cheeks, forming a curl of a smile. The girl cries out, and chokes on her own blood. The canon sounds, and Sara reaches into her pack to pull out a small bottle. She fills it with a tad of the girl's blood, and seals it. With a proud grin, she leaves.
I gag at her taking the blood. Who the hell does that? Why does she need it? What the hell is going on right now! Peeta grimaces and I grab the remote. Flicking it off, I throw the wretched thing onto our small coffee table and curl into Peeta.
"Why?" I ask quietly, and he shakes his head.
"I don't know. I knew she was off her rocker, but I didn't know she was completely psychotic! I'm glad you didn't really piss her off…" Peeta looks down, and smiles slightly. "He survived the first night. That's an accomplishment at least."
"Yeah. First time in years since both of our tributes survived past the first night. Although I don't really want to admit Sara is from our district." I cringe at her name. How could she be the same girl who shook when I threatened her? I'm nervous Gale will have to go against her.
"It'll all be good. No worries, Gale will make it back to home." I smile, and lean up to kiss him. I taste a hint of blood, and back up.
"Why do you have a taste of blood Peeta?" I ask, and he grimaces now.
"I bit my cheek open when the girl from eight was attacked." I decide that a little blood won't hurt, and lean up to kiss him again. He lies back, and I straddle his lap. He pulls my head down to kiss me again, his tongue gliding against my lips lightly. I gasp and allow entrance, when I feel something hard poking me below.
"Oh!" I sit up, and scramble off his lap blushing furiously.
"Sorry…" He mumbles, pulling a pillow over. I laugh slightly, and snuggle back with him.
"I'm tired." I mumble, and he picks me up. Knowing exactly where he's taking me, I slump into his arms. He lays me gently on the bed, tucking blankets around me.
"Stay with me," I say quickly while reaching out and catching his wrist.
"Always." He replies, and I feel him crawl into bed with me, and capture me in his arms. A smile lifts my cheeks right as sleep over takes me.
Sorry for it being late. Busy day again, so I didn't get a chance to load up on a long chapter in word length for you guys. Anyone seeing Detention this weekend in theaters? I sure want to! Let me know while you're dropping me a review! ;)