Yay! I have returned from a distant land known as New York. The city was beautiful and I had the time of my life. I finally got to see Wicked after three long years of waiting (that was when I first heard about the show) and Lindsay Mendez blew me away.(#Klendez) Any other fans in the house? No... just me? Okay then. I'll dive right into something I know everyone here is a fan of, Gally.

I'll find strength in pain,

I will change my name

I'll know my name as it's called again

Mumford and Sons, The Cave

Chapter 20- Confession

Delly

I stand looking in the mirror for what feels like eternity. I've been dreading this moment since I woke up. Peeta's car pulled in the driveway moments ago and any second now he'll come in and start setting up. I'll come down the stairs which will stir the question, "Why are you here so early?" I promised Peeta I'd help him set up for brunch, but I set myself for a time one hour from now. After dressing in a high-low sundress (it now mocks me with its virginal white fabric) and pinning my hair up with a yellow flower I thought things over. Like how I'm supposed to tell my brother what happened last night. "Oh, hey Peeta? Did you know that your fiancée was with Gale for a long time? Yeah, well his friend got shot the day you asked Katniss to marry you and now Gale's over her but I think he might be into me. Why do I think this you ask? Call me crazy, but last night I almost had sex with him on the couch and now he's ditched me so I don't know what the fuck to think." Yeah. That would be just peachy. I can hear the door open and I sigh before walking down the stairs. I know that Peeta cooked everything last night, all he has to do is heat the food up and make it look descent on the plates.

"Hi." I say with a small wave of my hand.

"Oh, hey." Peeta says looking away from the oven after preheating it. "You look nice."

"Thanks." I say softly.

"I thought you weren't going to come until later." He says.

"Yeah, I was um, here last night and I slept over." I explain. "I'll go get some more stuff from your car." I make up and excuse to leave. Within moments everything is warming up and my stomach is fluttering. Peeta sits at the table, I take the seat next to him and begin thinking.

"Do you want to tell me something?" He asks. Never in my whole life have I felt so sick, so guilty of a crime. And it's not like I can say I was the victim.

"Um, I uh, um." I stammer. "D-do you know, about Gale and Katniss? Their-"

"History together?" Peeta asks. He says it like it's nothing, and your fiancée having a history with the man your sister has essentially been living with for near three months is not nothing. "Yeah, I know."

"Everything?" I ask. "You think you don't, but-"

"Delly, I know about the engagement happening right after a death." Peeta says cutting me off. "Hazelle told Katniss and Katniss told me." I am silent. "She wanted me to know everything. And she knew I close I was to you, so Katniss told me what you'd be dealing with."

"You knew the whole time?" I ask quietly. Peeta nods.

"So nothing you tell me will be horrible." He says. I take a deep, staggered breath.

"Last night I saw Gale walking out of a bar. He was really, really drunk. I didn't wan't his family to see him like that so I brought him here to sober up." I begin. "I found drugs in his car and then I kind of lectured him. He told me he was thinking about breaking up with Madge." My voice begins to catch and I don't know how to phrase it. I don't want to say he kissed me, because it sounds cliché and cheesy. And he didn't kiss me, he kind of attacked me. But if I say that Peeta will freak out and call the cops before I can explain.

"Dells?" He asks.

"Remember, he was drunk. Like really drunk." I say. "Gale kind of fell on me and started making out with me. I was trapped between him and a wall. I couldn't move and I could breathe. I wanted to scream, but I was so out of breath. He fell and brought me down with him and he just wouldn't let go of me." I try thinking of how to explain the rest of it. That I kissed him, that we both stripped to near naked on the couch, that we almost had sex. It's almost like I can physically feel everything happening to me again, his hands on my waist, mouth on my neck, my head against the wall. But I shake it off.

"Did Gale rape you?" Peeta asks quickly.

"No! No, he would never-" But I can feel my throat closing up and I blink repeatedly because crying isn't an option. "I got him off me and I managed to keep Gale under control but then he came for me again, on the couch... But I didn't stop him. It was forced, but I didn't fight. I didn't go with it either, but I still let it happen. Um, then he took my dress off and he reached for my bra- but I stopped him, I was never naked, neither of us were. But it was just our underwear, and then I gave into it and we fell asleep on the couch. And this morning I woke up and he was gone and I just feel like a stupid girl standing at the slag heap waiting for the second date finding out that there is no second date." Peeta hugs me before the tears come out and they hit the shoulder of his shirt just in time.

"It's okay." He says rubbing my back and shushing me.

"I'm just such an idiot." I sob. "I told myself I wouldn't be one of those girls, now I am one of those girls and I'm reacting like one of those girls."

"Delly, breathe." Peeta says because I'm hyperventilating.

"The worst part is I still have to see him. I have to go back to the house to take my things and move back here. And he might be at the wedding tomorrow." I say.

"Look Dells, I'm not going to sugarcoat it, that's usually what you do anyways and you're my sister so I'll just say it; this sucks. It really does. Gale is an idiot, I'd call him an asshole or a dick, but both of those serve purposes." Peeta says. That makes me laugh at least. "I'll go to the house with you when you have to pack up. I'll be your bodyguard."

"Okay." I say after a moment. The doorbell rings. "Oh shit. Do I look like I've been crying?"

"A little bit." Peeta admits. He goes to the door and I pick up a flower vase. Katniss, Clara, and Prim enter smiling.

"Hi Peeta, Delly." Clara says. I smile setting the vase down. I fake a sneeze.

"Sorry, hi. Darn pollen kicks my allergies into gear, I need to find some Clartin." I say smoothly. Peeta gives an approving look that says, Good lie. My smirk replies, I learned from the best.

Fillers suck, I know. The next chapter will be a beautiful wedding. If only wedding planning were that easy. Reviews make Delly feel better, she still thinks she was a one night stand. :( Poor Delly, even if it was with someone as good-looking as Liam Hemsworth.