A/N: Sorry it's been so long! So much homework, tests, assessments etc.:( But it's here now! If I was reading this, I'd probably have killed me by now – I bet you all want to know what happens! Glad you liked the last chapter, and here's this one:)

This chapter is basically entirely a flashback, just to let you know. Flashback is in italic.

Disclaimer: I was spending all my time researching the hunger games and I was wondering why when I clicked on author, it didn't come up with pictures of me; and then I realised I wasn't Suzanne Collins, sorry to disappoint.

Katniss POV

Of course, that point, two weeks ago, is the least of my worries now.

Peeta's in hospital, with three broken rib bones, a broken arm, and cuts and bruises covering his entire body.

The worst things is, he even died for three seconds. No heart beat, just the long beep from the heart monitor before it perked up again.

I remember the whole day of when Peeta became like this (A/N: I don't really think that sentence made sense, but meh:P).

I do my best to use enough makeup to cover up the bruises, but by the time Annie arrives to pick me up for school, I've only managed to cover one – so instead, I just cock my head, not wanting to take my hair out because it gets in the way, and hope they don't notice them.

At school, I head straight for my locker, ignoring the calls from the rest of the Careers in the parking lot and the stares from everyone. When I turn the corner to my locker, I see Peeta casually leaning against my locker. I storm up to him and pin him against then lockers.

'Oh, hi Kat,' he smiles, face falling when he sees my face, 'what?'

'Peeta,' I hiss, 'look at these.' I tilt my neck up and Peeta stares at the bruises on my neck, the ones he created during our make out session yesterday.

'And there's another one. This is your fault, you idiot,' I snap, not quite sure if I'm just teasing him or not. He wraps his arms around me and I squirm, trying to get out, not used to this level of public affection.

'I'm sorry,' he whispers, 'I'm so, so sorry.' He presses his lips in to my hair and kisses it softly. I relax slightly in to him and wrap my arms around his waist.

'It's OK, I guess; I'm just not used to, you know, this sort of attention from people. They were staring at me the whole way here,' I whisper.

'Hey, what do you have first?' he asks quietly, face still buried in my hair.

'Art, same as you right,' I smile softly. He nods in to my hair, then he grasps my hand, kisses my cheek quickly, and we head off for class.

-Line Break-

After lunch, we both have a free period before P.E., so we both head outside, sitting under the drooping willow tree that hangs over the small stream that runs through the school's garden. We sit with our feet dangling in the crystal clear water, the icy coldness of it cooling us down.

I turn around on the spot and lie my head in his lap, and his fingers automatically begin to play with my hair, pulling the hair band out and running his fingers through my hair, occasionally leaning down to pepper kisses across my face.

-Line Break-

'What time is it? How much longer of free period do we have left?' Peeta whispers a while later. I check my phone and tell him,

'Half an hour left. Hopefully just of this peace,' I smile at our position.

But of course, everything I want goes wrong.

Because five minutes later, Gale came.

Gale, of course, is the jealous type, and didn't react well to Peeta and I being together.

And that's why Peeta's in hospital, hanging on to his life.

A/N: I am so mean to you lovely lot;)

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