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Gale's POV
I knock on the door repeatedly until Sae answers the door.
"Gale, dear, how are you?" She greets with a giant smile.
Where the fuck is Katniss?
"Fine, fine," I fake a smile.
"Good," She smiles," You know I don't mind you dropping by but you caught me at a bad time. I was just about to set dinner on the table, I'm having guests over."
I don't give a fuck, tell me where she is bitch!
"Oh, This shouldn't take long," I give her a fake small smile.
She starts to shift from foot to foot and crosses her arms.
"What is it that you need?" She asks.
"Do you know where Katniss is?" I ask her.
She clears her throat and says," I don't."
Lying bitch. I know a liar when I see one.
" It's not right to lie to cop," I give her a cold glare.
"I told you already, I don't know." She replies.
"Sorry about that, I'm just worried about her," I feel my hands start to ball into fists.
"I should start setting dinner," She goes inside her house.
"Right, enjoy your evening," I reply before she closes the door.
She knows where she is, she just doesn't want to fucking tell me!
I turn around and storm towards the house. As soon as I'm inside, I slam the door and throw the first thing I see.
"Fuck!" I hiss and kick the floor.
I glance at a picture of Katniss sitting on a bench.
"Oh, Katniss," I chuckle," Why can't you just behave for once?"
I grab the picture frame and throw it on the floor.
As soon as it shatters, I grab the picture and walk over to the stove.
I turn on the fire and place the picture over it.
"I'm going to kill you." I mutter as the fire burns Katniss." I'll make sure it's slow and painful."
Katniss's POV
It was just a dream, just a dream.
Wiping the sweat off my forehead, I look out the window and see that it's light out.
I jump out of bed and get ready for the day.
When I'm fully clothed and clean, I take a deep breath before I walk out the door.
I take slow steps towards the kitchen and see that Peeta isn't there.
Out the corner of my eye, I make out a note on the refrigerator.
I grab it and read:
Jessica,
went to work but I left you some breakfast in the microwave
-Peeta
I sigh in relief and place the note on the counter.
What was I thinking last night when I gave him a kiss on the cheek?
Is he disgusted? Does he think I like him?
No, he can't think that. I do not like Peeta Mellark.
I get up and open the microwave.
A plate of cheese buns sits, waiting to be eaten.
I grab the plate and note that they're still warm.
Peeta must've left not that long ago.
I sit down at the table and begin to chew them as slowly as possible.
I glance at the clock and see that my shift begins in an hour.
I sigh and finish up my cheese buns.
...
As I walk up the steps of the back of the bakery, I hear hissing.
"Who does she think she is?" I hear Glimmer hiss." He was mine to begin with!"
"He doesn't like you that way-" I hear Madge begin.
"Don't you dare say that!" Glimmer hisses." Let me talk!"
"Fine," I hear an annoyed Madge.
"Yesterday, I went to the carnival with Amber and I saw her with Peeta!" Glimmer shrieks." She had her slutty hands all over him!"
"He just took her out as fri-" Madge begins.
"Listen!" Glimmer shrieks.
"Sorry, go on, Glimmer," Madge murmurs.
"He was starting to fall for me until she got here!" Glimmer yells." It's all her fault! She just needs to go back where she-"
"-keep your voice down-" Madge interjects.
"-came from and quit screwing up relationships!" Glimmer yells.
"You're not even in a relationship with him," Madge says in an annoyed tone.
I scowl and enter the bakery.
Everything turns silent.
I go to clock in; Glimmer follows me.
"So how was he?" He puts her hands on her hips.
"What?" I ask and clock in.
"Peeta," she glares at me," I saw you with him you little SLUT!"
She slaps me with a great amount of force causing my head to turn.
"I SAW HIM FIRST! HE'S MINE!" she yells in anger." STAY AWAY FROM HIM!"
I touch my cheek and feel stinging.
Flashbacks try to take over my mind but I squeeze my eyes shut.
"WORTHLESS! YOU'RE WORTHLESS! GET THE FUCK UP AND FIGHT SLUT!" She yells.
"You think you can talk to him, huh?!" He slaps me with his belt.
"I-I-I-I-I'm s-s-s-orr-rry," I sob.
WHACK.
"Get the fuck up" He yells.
"STOP IT!" I yell really loud." STOP!"
I open my eyes and get back up.
I turn to Glimmer and slap her really hard.
"What's going-" I hear someone say.
"I AM NOT A SLUT AND I AM NOT WORTHLESS!" I yell at Glimmer.
Anger crosses her face and I'm immediately paralyzed with fear. This is the same look Gale gave me when I fought back.
Flashback...
He punches me in the face two times making me stumble backwards onto the counter. I grab the nearest thing around me and hit him in the stomach with it. I see his face fall still for a moment. Shortly after, he falls to the floor clutching his stomach. I look down and see a puddle of blood starting to form.
End of Flashback..
"Glimmer, stop!" I hear someone yell just as she pushes me with full force. I stumble backwards and hit something sharp and fall to the floor causing my head to hit the floor. Hard.
My vision is blurry and I can barely hear what people are saying.
I barely make out the word,' concussion,' before my eyes close.
...
"Katniss, beers!" Gale yells.
"Coming!" I call and race to the kitchen.
Gale invited some of the guys from the police station to watch the football game.
I race back to Gale with five new beers.
"Here you go," I set the beers in front of the guys.
"Thanks," Officer Ken nods at me.
"You're welcome," I nod and go back to the kitchen.
When I get back there, I see Gale shooting me a nasty look. It's going to be hell when they leave.
...
He smashes the beer bottle on the counter and grabs glass.
He pins me to the wall and says," So you like flirting with the company?"
"I wasn't-" I begin but get cut off with my own yell.
" Are you going to flirt now, Katniss?! " He pushes the glass further into my wrist.
"No!" I cry.
He takes out the knife and places it against my throat.
"Prove it," He looks at me with a death glare.
"I- I- love you," I choke out through sobs.
" You better," He cuts me right above my brow.
..
I bolt up and try to catch my breath. I feel my face and notice that its wet with tears and sweat. I feel my wrist and ankle, it's fine.
I look around and see darkness. Where am I?
My heart beats uncontrollably.
Was that a nightmare? Was it not? Was staying with Peeta a dream? Is Peeta even real?
The door creeks open and I see a tall figure enter.
As the figure inches closer, I bolt towards the bathroom but the figure catches me.
"LET ME GO!" I cry." PLEASE, LET ME GO! LET ME GO!"
"JESSICA! JESSICA, ITS ME!" I hear him yell.
My cries lower and I turn around.
"P- Peeta?" I sob.
"It's me," He says.
I burst in to tears and say," I- I thought, I-"
"Shh," He wraps his arms around me.
"I- I thought you were- you were-" I sob.
"Someone else?" He asks and I nod. " It's okay, you're safe."
"W-Where are we?" I cry.
"In my house," He says. " Are you okay? I heard your yells from the living room?"
"No," I say. I'm not okay.
"What's wrong?" He asks.
"Nothing," I shake my head. I'm not telling him about my nightmare.
"Okay, do you need-" He begins.
"Why aren't we at the bakery?" I ask. I remember me heading towards the bakery.
"You don't remember? You and Glimmer fought. She pushed you and you landed on the counter and fell on the floor really hard. Luckily it was only a small concussion." He says.
"Oh," I sniff.
"Do you want to go back to sleep, I-" He begins.
"No! No, I don't," I shake my head.
"Oh, Um Okay," He says in a light tone." Do you want to watch T.V. while I make you some soup?"
I'm too worn out to argue.
I slowly nod my head.
...
"Peeta, you're falling asleep," I scold him. It's two in the morning and he's still awake.
"No," He shakes his head and yawns.
"Peeta-" I begin.
"I'm being honest," He looks at me with sleepy eyes. We both know that the only reason he isn't going to sleep, is because he wants to keep me company.
"Fine," I say. He's going to end up falling asleep on the couch.
After I finished my soup, Peeta handed me a blanket and put on a comedy. He tried watching it with me but I noticed his eyes closing every few seconds.
I put my attention back to the movie and I notice, out of the corner of my eye, that he's trying his hardest to stay awake.
A few minutes pass so I turn to find him asleep. He snores lightly and his hand twitches.
I take in the peaceful look on his face. The way his face reflects the Television light.
I notice how strong and defined his jaw is. Just as I study his blonde eyes lashes, the laughter of the T.V brings me back to reality.
I turn red, as if I've been caught, and scowl.
Stop it, Katniss! You can't do that! He's the closest thing to a friend you've got. Well, ever had! Stop it!
I switch the blanket to the wide side, and cover Peeta with some.
There's nothing wrong about this, you're just being nice, I think to myself.
I finish watching the movie but just as the credit start to roll, I feel myself starting to fall asleep.
But I don't want to. I'm scared of being engulfed by nightmare's of Gale.
Should I even call them nightmare's? They're more like memories.
Before I can argue with myself some more, my eyes close and I fall into a deep sleep.
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