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Chapter 3
He was looking at me with such intensity. My mind was blank. I didn't know what to say. How do I tell Peeta that I don't even want to be alive anymore. "Peeta I…" I tried, suddenly I started sobbing. I don't know exactly why I was crying but it felt good to let it go. Peeta pulled me to his arms and started whispering soothing works in my ears "It's okay, you will be okay." He stars running his hands along my back"I'm here now and I'm going to take care of you love." At this I look up and smile through my tears. He called me love. Peeta still loves me, even after everything he went through because of me. He smiles back, the most beautiful and bright smile I have ever seem, and slowly kisses my wet lips. I can't describe how much I missed the feel of those warm lips on mine. What started as a slow and insecure kiss became desperate and passionate. I could smell vanilla and flour . His heart was beating as fast as my own. When we finally pulled away we were both smiling and breathless. He brings his hand up and caresses my cheek slowly, making sure to clean my face of evidences of my breakdown. I can't believe yy boy with the bread is back. "I love you" he confesses "You were always on my mind, since we were 5." I was about to answer him when Greasy Sae's voice echoed through the quiet house "Lunch is ready!." Peeta stands up and offers his hand to help me up.
When me and Peeta appear in the kitchen Gale and Greasy Sae are already eating. Peeta walks me to the table and pulls a chair out for me, I smile up at him and mouth a "Thank You." He goes to the stove and prepares two bowls of Greasy Sae's delicious rabbit stew for us, when he comes back he sits next to me and puts one of the bowls in front of me. We eat in silence. I can't stop staring at Gale, he is looking down at his bowl but I can easily see his face expression, he looks like he about to kill something. "This is delicious!" says Peeta trying to break the awkward ice cube between all us. "yes it is, it's been so long since I ate a stew as good as this one" I say innocently. "Thank you two. You know Katniss, if you would eat more often I'm sure you would be use to it already" Greasy Sae says "I made this same stew for you almost everyday this past month but you never bothered to eat it. It seems that now you have a reason to leave that damn couch." The same silence falls between us again, I cannot even imagine what Peeta must be thinking about me right now, he probably thinks I'm a depressed suicidal person. My vision starts to get blurry because of tears that want to fall out, but I won't let anybody see me cry.
We eat the rest of the meal in the same silence. Peeta seems to be deep in thought, Grease sae has an apologetic look across her face, Gale is still looking at his food with that terrifying look and I'm trying as much as possible to hold back my tears. I don't know what happened to me, I used to be independent and strong, but now everything seems to break me in pieces. I'm scare that Peeta is going to leave and never come back or that Gale is going to be mad at me for now on. Peeta excuses himself from the table and collect out dishes to wash them and I excuse myself to go to the bathroom. As soon as I'm able to get there and close the door tears roll down my cheeks freely. I sit on the cold floor next to my bathtub and cry my eyes out. I don't know exactly the reason why, maybe it's because I'm finally able to eat and feel pleased by doing so, maybe it's because Gale is scaring me or maybe it's because I'm scare of what Peeta is going to think about me after what Greasy Sae said. What if he just leaves and gives up on me like everybody else around me? Just the simple thought of having nobody else left that worries or cares about me draws a loud sob from my chest sending my hands up to cover my face. I stay on the floor for what seems like hours, but it was probably a couple minutes, until someone knocks desperately on the door. "Katniss are you there? Are you okay? Please open the door!" Peeta yells. At first it only makes me curl in tight ball but he won't give up so easily "If you don't open this door I swear I will break in half. Please Katniss answer me. Don't shut me out." My heart aches for him, for his comforting arms, for his warmth. Without thinking I crawl to the door and slowly unlock it. Peeta comes flying towards me and put me in his arms "Oh God..I was so worried. Please tell you are okay. Katniss please don't shut me out. I need you. I need to be with you and to help you." I can't contain the sobs that shake my body, my tears soaking Peeta's t-shirt.
I don't know how long we stay on the corner of my bathroom, wrapped around each other. Peeta is whispering sweet and shooting works in my ear "shh..It's okay, shhh I will take of you now" he repeats over and over again until I finally calm down. Slowly Peeta standing up with me on his lap and carries me to the living room. He lays me down on the couch and kisses my forehead before kneeling on the floor and taking my hand in his. At this moment Gale comes from upstairs and sits on his armchair "You can leave already. I can look after her now. I heard you have some business to take care of" he says to Peeta. I hold Peeta's hand tight, I want to stay with him and also I don't want to be left alone especially with Gale. "I will be back as soon as I can" he whispers to me "I promise. I have a surprise for you but I need to finish it first. What if I bring some cheese buns tomorrow for breakfast?" I slowly nod at this, still feeling weak and tired. Peeta kisses my cheek and forehead before he stands up to leave "Try to rest a little and please eat something for dinner." That's the last thing I hear from him before he is out the door and I black out.
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