Author's Note: See you at the bottom of the page...
Disclaimer: I don't own the hunger games or it's characters. All credit goes to Suzanne Collins. I don't own the last song. All credit goes to Nicholas Sparks.
Katniss's POV
Mom tried to get me into work yesterday but Mr. Mellark talked her out of it.
I did have a killer hangover so the least I could do is thank him.
"- and you're going to say every word like you mean it," Mom says. She's been telling me what is expected of me when I get to the bakery. From what she told me, I'm going to be apologizing for my behavior.
"Okay, I'll pretend," I reply.
Mom sighs and says," Can you not be so ruthless for once?"
"Why? I have no regrets," I grumble.
Out of the corner of my eye, I see mom's hands on the steering wheel tighten.
...
Everyone stares at me expectantly as I stand in front of them.
"I'm sorry for wasting your time two days ago. I was with a friend and we got drunk at the beach. A cop then caught us and took us home." I finish and turn to my mom." There."
"You're not done," She says.
"What else do you want me to fucking say? I apologized!" I hissed.
"They deserved more than that, they looked for you-" She begins.
"I didn't ask them to!" I yell." Why don't you fucking apologize for wasting their time, huh?! You're the one that called them!"
"Because I thought you were in trouble!" She yells.
"Well guess what, mom?!" I chuckle in a cold way." I've been getting in and out of trouble for the past three fucking years?! Why didn't you do shit then?!"
She stays silent with tears in her eyes.
"I'm going to work, so leave me alone," I grumble and avoid everyone's gaze as I towards the kitchen.
...
"You certainly are a bad girl, Ms. Everdeen," Wheat smirks at me.
"Oh, stop, you're making me blush," I say in a cold, sarcastic voice.
"Bad girl since age fourteen? What's your story?" Rye asks.
"Rye," Peeta glares at his brother.
"Just curious," Rye says with an innocent look.
"Did you just wake up one day and decide to be this way?" Wheat asks.
"No," I reply as I frost a cupcake.
"Did you-" rye begins.
"Stop it, both of you," Peeta glares at them.
"Just this once, Pete," Wheat winks at him, causing Peeta to blush.
" What's the craziest thing you've ever done?" Wheat asks.
" That's none of your business," I murmur.
"You were really open when you yelled at your mom and now you're private?" Rye raises a brow.
"Let her work, dad needs the cupcakes and she's not even halfway done," Peeta mutters.
"The order isn't even due for another hour," Rye says as he shoots Peeta a look.
"I need to use the bathroom," I lie and leave the kitchen.
Peeta's POV
I see her leave the back and I glare at the both of them.
"Look what you did?!" I hiss.
"We were trying to do you a favor," Wheat says with an amused smirk.
"Then do me a favor and don't do them anymore!" I mutter.
"Peeta," Rye says.
"What?" I say.
"You were right," He says.
"About what?" I ask.
"Katniss being angry about something," Wheat replies.
Katniss's POV
Before I enter the bakery, I hear voices murmuring.
"-that's why she's a huge bitch!" Rye says excitedly.
"Don't say that," Peeta says.
"But she is!" Wheat laughs." She's a huge bitch with balls!"
"No she isn't," Peeta says in an angry tone.
"Pete, she is," Rye laughs.
"She's not a bitch and she does not have balls!" Peeta yells." Now get your asses back to work!"
"I can see why you want to bang her," Wheat says.
I enter the back with an angry expression.
Peeta's eyes widen when he sees me.
"Bang me?" I hiss at me." You call me a slut and now I overhear you saying how you want to bang me?"
"No! No! I don't!" He shakes his head.
"Why don't all three of you go fuck yourselves?!" I hiss and head towards counter.
"What are you doing?!" Wheat yells as I knock all the pastries off the counter.
"Katniss, these orders are due in under an hour!" Rye yells.
"I don't fucking care because I'm going to go bang!" I flip them off before I leave.
"Katniss-" Peeta begins.
"Don't ever try to fucking talk to me," I glare at him." By the way, I'd rather sleep with Marvel than with you."
It's a lie but I'm just trying to- to- I guess I don't know what I'm trying to accomplish.
I leave the kitchen and see Mr. Mellark staring at me in shock.
"By the way, thank you for everything," I thank him before I leave.
...
"They lost five of their best customers, Katniss!" She yells.
"I don't give a fuck!" I yell.
" You're going to make it up-" She begins.
"I'm not making up shit and I'm not going back there!" My voice cracks from how hard I'm yelling.
"They deserve an apology!" She yells.
"You know what?!" I yell." I don't care anymore! I tried to explain but you don't let me!"
"I can't look at you right now, just go to your room," She rubs her temples.
"I'm sleeping outside," I head towards the back door.
"No you're not." She says.
"Yes I am," I say and take the house phone with me.
As I walk down the steps, I grab a blanket and tanning chair. When I'm settled as far away from the house as I can, I lay down and cover myself with the blanket.
I punch in dad's number and wait for him to pick up.
After the seventh ring, he answers.
"Hello?" He asks.
"Dad, can you please take me home?" I ask.
"Katniss, you're staying with your mot-" He begins.
"Please, I can't be here anymore," I plead.
He sighs and says," I'm sorry Katniss but you're going to have to stay."
" Jackson! Come on man, your beers getting warm!" I hear shouts in the back round.
"I have to go, love you," He says.
"Dad-" I begin but he hangs up.
I sigh and place the phone in the sand.
I rest my head against the chair and fight back tears for several minutes.
I close my eyes and instantly imagine a world where my life is better.
How I wish that world were real.
Author's Note: Please review and tell me what you thought! And yes, Peeta and Katniss will eventually make up!