Hey guys! Well I haven't written on here in months! I know its crazy, right? But I've been pretty busy focusing my time into school and work. Well I just finished reading the hunger game trilogy and thought I should write a story to try and get my creative writing side back. Well I'm up for any comments, compliments, criticism, legit anything. I hope you like this story as much as my other ones.

KPOV(Katniss point of view)

I could feel the night mare pulsing through me, as if I were really there all over again only I was stuck in place watching as the bombs dropped. As I saw prim look at me as I called her name, trying to run to her. Seeing her mouth my name, the last time she ever would. And then it's gone. I wake up; awake in my home in district the home where so many memories of my innocent sister remain. I've been trying to recover but it takes time. And I'm not quite done with my grieving for the loss of prim. So at this moment, there is nothing to do but cry. I sit in my bed and cry until a pair of strong arms wraps around me. I don't even need to turn around to know who it is. Peeta. He holds me and murmurs comforting words to me until I begin to quite my sobs.

"Shh, its okay, everything's okay, Katniss," Peeta murmurs as he softly strokes my hair. I finally begin to calm down enough to speak but I don't for the moment. I just try and enjoy the moment for now. Its one of the only happy moments I get now are when Peeta is holding me, trying to comfort me after a terrible night mare. This is how it has been since the rebellion and our return to district 12. We have both been haunted by the nightmares of our loved ones being killed. I've been allowing Peeta to sleep in my room because his house holds to many memories of his completely demised family. Another reason he stays with me is because I don't want to be alone and he easies the pain. He holds me in his arms for a while making sure that I'm okay, constantly murmuring words to try to make me feel the slightest bit better.

"Thank you," I whisper to him, still trying to regain my voice after the excessive amount of crying.

"For what?"

"For being there for me when I needed you," I whisper back, snuggling closer into his arms. His arms tighten around me and I feel the slightest bit safer knowing he's not going to let go.

"Katniss, you saved me, and you still do. Everyday I'm with you, I get better. You are the only reason I am here. You are the reason I am who I am and not a capitol mutt. Katniss Everdeen, you save me every moment of the day I am with you," Peeta says. I don't answer, instead I lean in and kiss him lightly on the lips enjoying this moment.

"You love me. Real or fake?" he murmurs against my lips. I kiss him quickly and answer, "Real." I look him in the eyes, "you still love me. Real or fake?" he smiles at me. "Real," he says as if it's the only thing he knows for sure. For the rest of the night we just lay down in my bed holding each other and eventually I feel myself falling asleep to him humming a song. After the hunger games, there is only one place I know I can be perfectly safe with no worries at all. In Peeta's arms.

Okay well I hope you liked it, I will post a new chapter when I get 5 reviews from different people and remember to add helpful comments and tell me what you like and dislike. It's kind of short but I want to see what you think of it before I start the plot.

Love always,

Bella