Different

Annie

Disclaimer – I don't own THG or any of the characters.

Friday

10:00 AM

The blinding light from the sun shining against my eye lids is what wakes me up.

I slowly pull myself up into a sitting position and wince as an intesne pain shoots through my arm. This pain triggers something within me and causes flashbacks of the night before to flood through my mind and bring a few tears with it.

I don't remember who the men were, but apparently they've been abusing Peeta for the past few days that he's been trapped in this hell hole. And despite his protests, when they arrived last night to subject him to yet another set of torture, I took the hits. I didn't protect Peeta for long though, because after a few minutes they simply pushed me to the side and two of them held me back but made sure that I was able to see the life being punched out of my boyfriend.

He cried so much. He cried after being beaten, and he cried after seeing my bruised state. And although he tried to protect me while I was being hit, he was underfed and really tired so didn't have enough strength to protect himself, let alone another person.

Purple bruises trail up my arm and I know that I have a cut on my cheekbone because of the sting that I feel from that area. There's also an undeniable ache coming from my stomach and I know that it's as a result of the bruise, not hunger.

We're in a large room which is completely empty. The walls are white and so is the floor. The only part of the room which has some colour is the tiles beneath us that are stained with our blood. We tried to escape, but the doors lock as soon as they are closed and can only be opened with a card that has to be swiped against the door nob. Also, the windows are tightly shut and even if we could open them, the distance between the window and the ground was way too far.

I keep my eyes on the floor as Peeta's head remains rested on my shoulder and his arms wrapped lightly around my waistline. His loud snores fill the room and I smile at the fact that he is finally able to sleep.

You can count on me like 1, 2, 3
I'll be there
And I know when I need it
I can count on you like 4, 3, 2
And you'll be there

The sound of my ringtone fills the air and I suddenly wander how I could've been so stupid as to forget that I have my cell phone with me.

Although it hurts like hell, I gently raise the lower half of my body off of the ground and pull my cell phone out of the back pocket of my jeans. I smile upon seeing the picture of my best friend on the screen with the name ' Annie ' under the picture. I answer the call and say, "Hello." Very weakly.

"Katniss?!Where are you?! We've been worried sick! Please tell me you're alright!" She cries.

"I wish I could, Annie." I say sadly.

"Katniss, where are you?" She sniffs.

"I have no idea, but I've found Peeta." I whisper.

"Oh, Katniss." She sobbed.

"How is he? How are you?" She asked.

"He's very weak, and tired. He's covered in bruises and cuts, he needs medical attention." I whisper again.

"Why are you talking so quietly?" She sniffed.

"I'm scared that the people who are hurting us will hear me."

"Oh my god."

"Yeah. Do you think you can somehow track down my phone and find me?"

"I'll see what I can do. Don't worry Katniss, you and Peeta will be back in good hands in no time." She tries to assure me.

"I hope so, I do know that these people won't let us go without putting up a fight."

"Who would do this to you?" She continued to cry.

"Madge and Mr. Mellark are the main root of it all. Annie please stop crying." I whispered sadly.

"I can't, I've been so worried about you and now that I know that you and your boyfriend are being hurt it makes everything much worse."

"As long as you find us fast enough, well be fine."

"Okay. I'll find you, Katniss. But first I need to get help." She says in a determined voice.

"Alright, please hurry up." I plead, the desperation very evident in my voice.

"I will. Goodbye, I love you and I'm so sorry you have to go through this."

"I love you too, Annie." I say and hang up.

I gently lift the bottom half of myself up again and slowly slip my phone into my back pocket again. Just then, Peeta stirs beside me.

"Hey." I whisper.

"Katniss."

He whispers my name as if it's his last hope.

I turn to face him and be very careful not to put myself through any more pain in the process.

"Did you sleep well?" I ask gently.

"Yes, much better that you're here." A small smile forms on his lips.

"I feel the same way." I say and lean my forehead against his.

"It really hurts to see you is so much pain though." He says, the pain evident in his voice.

"It hurts to see you like this too, Peeta."

I close my eyes and when I open them I notice the tears slipping out of his. That immediately breaks my heart and I waste no time before I wrap my arms around him.

"I'm so sorry that you have to go through this because of me." He apologizes.

"Peeta this isn't your fault." I shook my head.

"Maybe if I'd been a better son-"

"No. Don't you ever say that." I pull out of the hug and gently cup his cheek with my hand.

"It is in no way your fault that your father and ex-girlfriend are horrible people. We'll be out of here in no time, babe. I promise."

With that I pressed my lips against his and we kissed as if we were two lovers that had been seperated for months. It was fillled with enough love to last a lifetime and I knew that I wasn't going to be the first one to pull away.

A/N- In the comments someone pointed out that Katniss hasn't told Peeta about Ryan yet, and if that person checks the comment section they'll see my respone. But in case they haven't, don't worry! She'll tell him about Ryan later on in the book! Thanks for the reads, reviews, favs and follows! I love you all! Stay Fab! xx

- Mya x


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