A/N: Hey, guys. Please review, it would mean so much to me. I realized an inconsistency in my story, with Peeta's dad. So, I fixed it here. Plus, in two chapters, is the Survival Course! It will have a HUGE shock in it. ;).

aprilgirl101: Thanks, I'll take that into consideration. Hope this chapter makes up for it, plus the ending I have planned for this story is so sick and sadistic, it will quench your thirst for less romance. Promise.

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Peeta's Tale

Peeta P.O.V.

I woke up in Cato's arms. "Cato, can I tell you a story?"

"What is it, baby?"

"It's about my father."

"Okay."

"Well, my father left when I was 9. He never loved my mother. He always loved Katniss's mother, but she married Mr. Everdeen, so he settled for that monster that is my mother. Anyways, he left without saying goodbye. I know it's because he never loved me. He always acted like I wasn't there. He hates me because I'm not supposed to exist. I only exist because my father didn't have the balls to ask Mrs. Everdeen out."

"Well, I have to commend him for being such a pussy."

"Shut up! Anyhow, this year is my freshman year, and, well, he's one of my teachers."

"WTF?!"

"Yeah, but during class, he completely ignores me!"

"He just doesn't understand you like I do."

"Yes he does, nobody could ever love me."

"It's obvious that you don't know you, the way I do."

Cato P.O.V.

"You know Starkid?" his eyes looked like the sea.

"Anyone cool knows Starkid!"

He kissed me then. He smiled. I had just made it my quest to speak to his father. "Yes, and I'll love you forever."

When Monday came around, I got to school early, asking Marvel if he could give Peeta a ride. He said he could. When I walked into the school, I knew where to go. I came up to Mr. Mellark's room. I knocked on the door. "Who are you?"

"Hi, sir, I'm Cato Saxon. I'm here to talk to you about your son, Peeta."

"Why, can't you talk to his mother?"

"Well, sir, his mother was arrested the Tuesday before last. So, as you are his only other parent, I thought I could talk to you."

"I suppose so. What is it?"

"Well, I wanted to tell you; well first I should tell you how I know Peeta. I'm his boyfriend."

"My son is gay?"

"Yes, but that's beside the point. He thinks you don't love him. He needs you in his life. He told me this morning that no one could ever love him, and that he knows this because you left without saying goodbye."

"Oh my god, Peeta! What have I done, I only wanted to protect him! What should I do?"

"Talk to him, sir. He needs you to love him, help me help you help him."

"Okay."

Peeta P.O.V.

In Health, we of course had to start on Sex Ed today. Cato looked at me the whole time, and Marvel, Glimmer, Clove and Finnick laughed at me. That was just awkward. I left class quickly. Art was fun today, we painted food, and, one thing you may not know about me is that I LOVE food. Then came gym class, which I enjoyed. Cato changed slowly on purpose, and I was exposed to him for a while. We played tackle football. Cato and I were on opposite sides. He tackled me, and laid on top of me for a long time. I pushed him off of me, though, and caught the ball. I made a touchdown, and my mind was like WTF?

Lunch was uneventful, Glimmer was chatting the entire time. Then came the class I now dreaded: Baking. We were baking cakes, and Mr. Mellark showed us a picture of a cake that he baked yesterday, and on it were the words I'm Sorry. He looked at me, and I nearly started crying. After class, I said goodbye to my partner, Rue. Mr. Mellark asked me to stay after class.

"Yeas, Mr. Mellark?"

"Peeta, I'm sorry. I didn't know. I was just protecting you."

"Really, you were? So that Mom could beat me every day, so that she could almost kill me when she saw me kiss Cato? So that Gil could bully me whenever he had time? That was a shit job of protecting me!"

"Peeta, I'm sorry I left. I just couldn't stand that evil woman. Cato came to see me today. I didn't know you were gay."

I stepped back. He raised his hand to hit me. "Please don't hit me, please!"

He hugged me. ""I'm sorry."

I cried into his arms for a minute.

"Peeta, after school today, I'd like you to find Gil and come talk to me, please."

"Okay."