Author's Note: Hello again Tributes. I just wanted to say thank you to Nellycaro23, singertoheartandsoul and kamjam for reviewing every single chapter. You guys rock! Here is the next chapter. I'm not exactly sure where to go from here so if you guys have any ideas just let me know.
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Chapter 6
Peeta's POV
This has been the best week of my life. I haven't had a flashback since two weeks before I left the capitol and I'm finally able to be with the person I love the most in this world. I try my best to bring some fresh baked bread and cheese buns for her every morning and she always asks for me to stay and eat with her. I can clearly see that she is suffering a lot because of everything she went through and mainly because of her sister Prim. I try my best to help her. Some nights we lay on her couch and I hold her in my arms while she talks to me about her depression. She cries a lot, especially when she brings up her little Prim.
Today was not different. In the morning, I went to her house with a basket full of cheese buns. She seemed a little distracted but nothing I thought I should worry about. Right before lunch I told her I had to go to town and I haven't seem her since.
Now is around lunch time, I don't know why but I want to see her so badly. I spent my morning thinking about her, more than I usually do. I think about calling her or even coming over but I don't want her to feel like I'm forcing myself on her. My heart is aching, like I know something bad is going to happen. I decided that I'm probably overthinking it and spend the afternoon and most of the evening painting and drawing. I decide to draw the beautiful things I see around this district, the children playing and laughing outside, people working hard to rebuild our home, but I end up drawing her. Her beautiful dark wavy hair, her breathtaking silver eyes, her cherry red lips. I spend hours and more hours drawing how perfect my girl is, until I finally decide to go to bed. That night I have many nightmares, one of them being the worst. I dream about Katniss, she is hurt and calling my name. Tears are streaming down her face and sobs escape her lips. I'm going to kill whoever did this to her. She is reaching for me but I can't get to her no matter how hard I try.
When I finally wake up, sweat is covering my face and I'm pretty sure I was screaming her name since my throat fells hoarse and dry. I know I won't be able to sleep anymore, so I make my way to my kitchen and start making her cheese buns.
Katniss's POV
Pain, shame and fear. Those are the only feeling I feel right now. My sensitive place is burning and I'm pretty positive I'm still bleeding since I can feel the wetness there. I'm not pure anymore. My innocence was stolen from me. I'm also terrified. What if Gale comes back? What if he does that again?
I'm so deep in my sorrow that I don't notice when my front door opens and Greasy Sae lets herself in just like everyday. "Morning Girl" she says. Her expression is of pure horror when she sees me. "Katniss what happened? You are as pale as a ghost" she whispers. She tries to touch my forehead but I suddenly remember Gale's movements from last night and flinch with pure terror. "what…tell me what is wrong!" I don't answer. Tears start to fall down my cheeks and I can't control the sobs that follow right after. "Where is Gale?" this question draws a painful sob from my chest. She tries to touch me again. Wrong move. I half run, half drag myself tothe closest corner and throw my arms around my small body in an attempt of protection."Katniss please tell me what is happening. I'm starting to get worried." At that exact moment the front door opens again. " Oh Thanks God" says Greasy Sae when she sees Peeta coming in. He is probably the last person I want to see right now. Except for Gale of course. How is Peeta going to react after he finds out that I let another man touch me in that way, that I'm not innocent and pure anymore. He is probably going to leave me and move away to another district so he will never have to see me again. Just the thought of losing him makes me cry even harder. Peeta looks completely clueless while he takes in the scene in front of him. "What the hell is happening here?" he asks "I don't know boy, please help me. She doesn't let me touch her." is Graasy Sae's answer. Peeta looks at me like he is looking at an apparition. "Katniss are you okay?" I can't answer, my loud sobs wouldn't let me even if I wanted to. Peeta comes closer to me but he doesn't touch me. "Hey, hey look at me" I try my best to keep eye contacts with him, but it seems impossible. I'm so ashamed. Slowly and carefully, Peeta brings his hand up and touches my hair, giving me enough time to flinch away if I wanted to. But the truth is, I need him more than never. He is the only person I trust right now. He gently caresses my hair and face, wiping the unstoppable tears from my cheeks. "Shhhhhh, It's okay. I'm here baby, I'm right here. Shhhhh." His touch calms me down a little but I'm still trembling with fear. "Can I bring you to the couch so you can be more confortable?" He doesn't wait for my answer and slowly picks me up bridal style. I wince in pain and Peeta looks like someone stabbed him in the heart. He sits down on the couch with me on his lap. Peeta brings me closer to his chest and caresses my cheek with his free hand. "It's okay, Shhhhh calm down." Peeta's arms give me such a reassurance that nothing in this world could ever hurt me. "Please stay with me" I try to say, but I sound like a child who is leaning how to speak. "Always" is his answer "I will never leave you. Calm down, You are okay, you are safe. Shhhhh I'm going to take care of you." I stay there, on my Dandelion's lap, crying and sobbing for who knows how long. "Where the heck is Gale?" Peeta asks. "He should be looking after her. I should probably try to find him." Says Greasy Sae. At this my eyes wide in complete shock. If only they knew….
So yeah I know….This chapter is not bringing us anywhere. I just thought that Katniss should have her time to cry over what happened to her, It was pretty awful. I probably won't be able to update until Monday. Sorry. But I promise I will be working on it asap. Pleaseee leave me your thoughts. I want to know how bad I such at writing.