Engraved in your heart

Chapter 1: "Is this my last chance?"

"We do this together"

"Together"

I woke with a start, every night I'm not with Peeta I dream of the games. Which hasn't happened in a while, I've been at Peeta's house with his family every day for months but last night I came home…. I let Peeta believe we could be together, that I could love him as he loves me. I've been battered, locked out by my mom, lost my father, forgotten how love feels and now I've lost the closest thing love feels like. Well I haven't lost him yet, but when I go by in an hour I'd have lost him. I slept with Peeta last night and truly it was special but it also scared me, getting so close to him, letting him love me liked I loved him the same way… Peeta had fallen asleep and I left, tears streaming down my face I had done the worst thing I ever could to him, as I left silently closing his bedroom door behind me. Rushing down the stairs as fast as I could I ran smack into , my tear stained cheeks showed her that something was wrong. His mother caressed my face whipping away the tears. "Now honey what's wrong?" I froze she is never this nice to anyone and now I'm breaking her sons heart and crying in her arms. I looked up into her eyes and started to cry again. Looking back into my eyes shot up and moved her hand right away, at that moment she knew what I had done and walked away. I quickly left the house and locked the door behind me. And now I'm here in the forest carrying four squirrels back to the Mellarks.

Silently walking into the bakery I closed the door behind me and stepped into view, the plate in Peeta's oldest brother hands dropped and everyone was in the kitchen except Peeta who was probably in the garden. "You aren't welcome here Katniss" spoke as she stepped out of the shadows. Quietly I walked towards the garden. I only need five minutes; please I just need to explain myself. "Alright five minutes Katniss no more" Mr. Mellark said to her while taking out cheese buns from the oven.

I stepped into the garden and see Peeta painting on his canvas; a wonderful picture of me, a few weeks ago he started a sketch of me and continued to paint it and hang it in his room. But the picture was darker than before. He had painted over it and now I was in the games by the cornucopia holding and arrow up in the air instead of a bunch of roses. Peeta was very mad at me if he were to do that to suck a lovely painting. "I had night terrors last night and you weren't there. You were dying in my arms; I held you until you no longer breathed. And when I woke up to hold you close to me, to make me safe again, but you weren't there you had left! You left me! By myself facing your death!" Peeta started to cry. I started to cry as well seeing the pain I had caused him. Peeta I'm sorry…. "I don't care... I just… I don't care Katniss, I love you and you know that but it doesn't seem to matter right now does it?" I turned on my heels slammed open the garden gate stormed off, never turning back, never saying goodbye and never realizing I still had a piece of him with me, growing inside me becoming a part of my life.