A/N- Disclaimer, I don't own THG or any of the characters.
Sorry about how long I took to update I've been really busy.
P.S - To all the people who read counting stars, I've updated.
When Madge decided to give my mother a little visit on Saturday we all had our gaurds up, but she simply gave my mother a hug, some flowers and left. Of course we burnt the flowers straight after but Peeta was furious that she wouldn't leave us alone and decided to call Johanna. Johanna then showed up at the hospital and offered to give Madge a ride home, I haven't seen here since. All I know is that Madge isn't dead and I think that the only reason my thoughts are wandering to her is because I'm really bored.
Daddy doesn't think that you'll be good enough for meMama says be careful 'cause he'll break your heart in threeThey don't walk in my shoesThey ain't being kissed by you
"Peeta?" I answer my phone.
"No, Romero." He says and I narrow my eyes.
"Very funny." I say sarcastically.
"I'm sorry, babe."
"Why weren't you at school today?"
"My friends and I may have ditched school to get drunk at a bar."
"You did what?!"
"Calm down, the stupid bar tender refused to give us more than 3 shots each."
"Peeta." I sigh.
"Kat, this is nothing compared to what I usually do."
"You could've at least called or texted me, I was worried."
"I'm sorry, I've just been a little stressed lately."
"Don't worry about it."
"Peeta." I whine.
"It's nothing. I promise I'll tell you the next time I skip school."
"Okay." I mumble.
"Don't be like that."
"I missed you today." He says and I can hear the smile in his voice.
"I missed you too."
"Do you want me to come over?" He asks.
"Yes but I doubt my dad will allow it."
"He didn't mind when I spent the night." He points out.
"Trust me, he did. He and my mom had a really long talk with me after you left."
"Sounds bad." He laughed.
"It was. Can I come over?"
"Yes. But get my mother or our maid to stall my father."
"I'm not scared of your father, Peeta."
"You're not the one he's going to hurt." He says and I can hear the pain in his voice.
"Oh. I'm sorry, baby." I quickly apologize.
"Yeah, just hurry up and get over here so we can cuddle." He tries to lighten the mood.
"Alright." I smile but my heart still hurt for Peeta.
"You know where his room is, right?" Mrs. Mellark asks me.
"Alright, dear. Run up quickly before his father comes home." She smiles but it doesn't reach her eyes.
I feel like hugging her but I don't, Instead, I smile back at her and quickly make my way up to Peeta's room.
His arms are around me before I can even say his name properly and I smile as he burries his head in the crook of my neck.
"Well, hello to you too." I laugh.
"Sorry." He gives an uneasy laugh and pulls out of the hug.
"It's fine, really. Is there something you're not telling-"
"Peeta." I gasp as I notice his black eye.
"Who did this to you?" I ask and gently brush my hand over his left eye; he flinches at my touch.
"My so called father." He chuckles but nothing but pain fills his eyes.
He turns away from me and sits on his bed.
"Why?" I ask as I slowly make my way over to him.
"I-" He begins but shakes his head and covers his face with his hands.
I stand in front of him and pull his hands away from his face.
"You can tell me anything."
"Please." I beg and he looks up at me.
"I tried to kill myself." He says and tears begin streaming down his cheeks.
In this moment I feel like my whole world comes crashing down, what if he'd died? What would I have done? I feel like crying at the thought, so I ignore it and try to stay strong for him.
"Baby." I breathe
"I'm so sorry, Katniss. And I'm glad he stopped me because when I think of all the pain me dying would put you through, I hate myself even more."
I straddle his lap and wrap my arms around him.
"Peeta, no. no. no." I say as I kiss him all over his face.
"I'm so sorry." He continues to sob.
I pull my head out of the crook of his neck and hold his face in my hands.
"Stop apologizing." I say and press my lips against his.
"I can't, I love you so much, Kat. And I've been so stressed out." He says between sobs.
"I understand. Stop apologizing." I say and kiss him again.
"I'm sorry." He sighs and I give a little laugh even though my heart is hurting.
"Cheer up." I say and wipe away his tears.
"I wish I could." He leans his head into my shoulder.
"I wish so too." I whisper.
It took some time, but eventually I got him to stop crying.
We're on the bed in his room playing a game where we we're telling a story by each of us making up a line as we go along – my head is rested in his lap and he occasionally feeds me a sour gummy worm.
"Mary opened her bedroom door to find..." Peeta says
"A horse in a dress doing the tango with her ex-boyfriend's cousin's friend's brother Tony." I finished and he burst out into laughter.
"Yay, your smiling." I say happily and he puts another sour gummy worm in my mouth before he kisses me.
He pulls away before the kiss has the chance to get heated and smiles down at me.
"Thank you so much for not leaving me." He says and kisses my nose.
"There's no way I'd just leave you alone when you're sad."
"How were you going to do it?" I ask barely above whisper.
"Oh," He sighs.
"No, it's fine. I was going to hang myself." He says and closes his eyes.
"And how did your father stop you?"
"He pulled me away from the rope and beat me up."
"Does it hurt anywhere other than your eye?"
"Yes, my arms and legs are bruised."
"Does it hurt when I rest my head on your legs?"
"Only a little-"
"You should've told me." I say and quickly sit up.
"I don't want you to be in any form of pain." I shake my head.
He sighs and says, "I love you."
"And I you." I say and lean in for a kiss.
This kiss deepens and I fight the urge to touch him due to his bruises.
He pulls his lips away from mine, takes a few deep breaths and his lips connect with mine again. He kisses my jawline and soon after trails kisses down my neck ; he sucks and bites on the sensetive skin enough for him to receive a small moan from me.
His hands are lightly passing over every inch of my body and nothing has ever caused me to feel this alive.
"Are you ready?" He asks as he looks into my eyes.
"Yes." I reply. And I'm not saying yes because of the way he's making my body ignite or because he's had a rough day. I'm saying yes because I'm ready to give this part of myself to Peeta.
"Good." He says and his lips are on my neck again.
"Peeta." I gasp.
"What. About. Your. Bruises?" I breathe.
"Don't worry about them. Pease, just let me make love to you."
"O-okay." I whisper.
A/N- And this is where the drama begins.
Sorry for how long I took to update I've been REALLY busy. And I wanna say a special thank you to all of you who have been reading my story from the beginning or early chapters and also thank you to the rest of you who read my story, it really means a lot.
Also, I changed the description of the story but don't read it 'cause it might make you worry.
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- Mya x