Disclaimer I don't own THG or any of the characters. Sorry about posting the first chapter as the 8th that was an accident.
"Wow, why?" I ask observing Peeta's 2010 Honda Shadow RS
"When you reversed into my car you made a dent."
"So? Dents can be fixed."
"Well my dad thought I did it on purpose and decided to help me finish wrecking my car by hitting it with a golf club."
"Yeah, whatever, I prefer this anyway."
"You always get what you want, don't you?"
"Usually, except for you."
"What?" I ask
"What?" He asks
"Bye Peeta." I say and start off towards my truck
"Wait." He stops me and I turn around
"Stop by my house later."
"I would but that would mean spending time with you." I say
"I know, I know and you've been dreaming about doing so since you were five."
"More like i've been having nightmares about it since I was five."
"Whatever you say Everdeen, whatever you say." He says and gets on his motor bike.
"I have a name you know." I snap
Bianca hops behind him on the bike, wraps her arms around his waist, leans her head on his back and smiles.
He starts up the bike and drives off.
"You're 15 minutes late." Dad says as I walk into the house.
"Sorry isn't enough." He says
"John." My mother warns him
"Laura if we go too easy on her she'll lose all respect for us."
"She said it was an accident." Mom says sternly
"That doesn't make it true."
"Are you calling our daughter a liar?"
"What's so wrong If I do?"
I roll my eyes and make my way up to my bedroom, they don't even notice my absence they just continue bickering.
I'm so getting in trouble for this but I need to get away from home for a few hours, yeah I should probably go to Madge's or Annie's but hanging out with Peeta doesn't require any effort and he did tell me to stop by later so here I am.
I knock on the door and his mother answers. She tells me to run to his room quickly before Mr. Mellark arrives.
I make my way up the many stairs and down the never ending hallway until I reach his bedroom. As i'm about to knock I hear pleasureful moans and then ' Andrewwww ' , it doesn't take a genius to figure out what's going on in his room. I have to admit it does sort of hurt me but he isn't mine and i'm not his.
After a few more minutes it changes from a pleasureful moan to a pleasureful scream. I then hear some whispering and the door opens. Bianca walks out of his room looking as if nothing happened in there.
She turns back and looks at me with disgust written all over her face and continues down the hall.
I wait a few minutes then walk into His room and close the door.
He's laying on the bed in his boxers, his hair is messy and a few curls stick to his sweaty forehead. His right arm is covering his eyes and as I get closer I realize he's crying.
He brings a bottle of Gran Patrón to his lips and tries to finish it as quickly as possible.
I make my way over to the bed and sit next to him.
"Peeta." I say gently and remove his arm from his eyes. And the bottle of alcohol from his hands, he doesn't protest.
I smile at him sadly and he keep his eyes closed.
"You can tell me, start from the beginning."
He shakes his head.
"Please, I don't want you to be sad."
I wouldn't confess that if we were in the halls at school or just having a casual conversation at the park, library or even in here but when he cries it's as if all the walls we put up around ourselves come crashing down.
"I'm just tired Katniss, so tired..."
"And it doesn't matter how much I try to distract myself with other things my mind still trails back to the bad things that keep happening to me."
"People say things get better, but they don't."
"They do you just have to give them time."
"I GAVE IT 13 FRICKING YEARS!" He shouts and clenches his fist, he takes a deep breath.
"13 fricking years." He says through deep breaths
"I just wish I could go to sleep and never wake up."
"No, don't ever say that." I say and pull him up so he's sitting down.
"Why not? It's not like anyone would miss me."
"I'd miss you."
"You're just saying that to make me feel better." He says
"Peeta if you weren't alive who would I turn to for some excitement or insult?"
He gives a small smile which quickly fades.
"You have to stop drinking out your problems."
"It helps me forget everything for a little while."
"But it makes things ten times worse when you're sober again, doesn't it?"
"Then please try to stop."
"You don't understand!" He shouts while sobbing
"You never will!"
"I do understand, that's why I want you to stop drinking." I say
"If you want me to help you, you'll have to tell me what's hurting you so deeply."
He nods again
"You have to make me a promise though."
"Of course, what is it?"
"Stay with me?" He asks
"Always." I reply
"Always?" He asks
"Always." I reply
I wrap my arms around him and he hugs me back tightly, I stroke his hair and coo soothing words.
"I shouldn't even be here i'm grounded." I say throwing another pebble and watching as it skips across the water
"Then why are you?" He asks throwing a pebble
"Well, a guy who I hate very dearly needs me."
"Aww, I hate you very dearly too." He says and wraps an arm around my shoulder.
"So where does your dad work?"
"He's a dentist."
He drops his arm from my shoulder and continues throwing pebbles
"Oh, He owns Mellark's Dental Care?"
"Yeah, and your father owns Evergreener Records?"
"Must be cool having a father that owns a recording agency."
"Not really, he works most of the time."
"My dad too and when he isn't working he's shouting at me or hitting me."
He throws a pebble at the water angrily.
"I know, I know, just breathe." He says
I drop the pebble in my hand and sit down, it's quite uncomfortable sitting on all these pebbles and rocks but there's nothing I can do about it. He sits next to me.
We sit in a comfortable silence for a while and stare out at the water.
"Peeta, when we got drunk, did you kiss me?"
"Did you want me to?"
"Then why are you asking?"
"Just curious, why didn't you?"
"I can't tell you."
"I'm not ready to."
"Is the reason that bad?"
"Will you ever tell me?"
"I don't know, but there's one thing I can guarantee."
"When I do tell you, you'll know."
I give a little smile and shake my head.
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