Notes: A bila mpangilio idea I came up with! This is a Katniss/Peeta story that takes place during Mockingjay. My first fanfic, I hope wewe like it :) Hunger Games is awesome :D (who doesn't know that?)
TWIST IN upendo
'The time has finally come,' I think, as I watch Finnick and Annie's lips touch, thinking they are finally a married couple, as happy as can be.
The wedding seemed like it lasted long, especially with my ribs burning from the pain of the bullet that hit me in District 2.
I think away from the pain kwa looking at Finnick and Annie, smiling in the clothes Peeta and I wore, when we were together. The clothes designed kwa Cinna.
Before I could drown myself with depressing and angry thoughts of losing Peeta and Cinna to the Capitol, Johanna scowls at me.
"Are wewe gonna miss a chance to let the Capitol see wewe dancing?" she says, with a slight smirk on her face.
But, she's right. The Mockingjay twirling around, dancing to music, would spell victory. It's the perfect propo to use to onyesha the Capitol how much we believe in our soon-to-come victory.
I quickly find Prim in the crowd and we dance. What could envy President Snow zaidi than watching his little Mockingjay dance happily with her little sister?
Prim and I dance like we used to back in 12. We teach the guests some of the steps. Soon, we're all laughing and dancing together.When, I get tired, and my ribs ache too much to continue, I sit back down in my seat.
Gale, who's been dancing with us the whole time, finds me sitting down and grabs a kiti, kiti cha inayofuata to me. He finds my hand, and holds it in his. For some peculiar reason, I snatch it away, feeling a bit of guilt. Am I not supposed to relish it, let the warmth of his hands sink in?
"What's wrong, Katniss?" asks Gale, with a worried expression on his face.
"Nothing,'' I reply, and look into the crowd.
Greasy Sae comes and takes Gale back into the crowd, and they continue to dance while I watch them.
Moments later, Haymitch sits in the kiti, kiti cha Gale was sitting in, and says "Let's wewe and me have a little talk."
Surprised, I follow him until he feels we are out of camera- view in the hall.
Before he even gets a chance to say anything, I know this is about Peeta. I quickly ask him what's wrong.
Haymitch is silent for a few moments. Then, in almost a soft whisper, he says "He'd like to speak with you."
My head feels light and dizzy. A feeling of fear, happiness and guilt rushes across my chest. I have to hold on to the ukuta just to keep myself from falling down. This wasn't part of the plan. I was supposed to clear out Peeta from my mind, kill Snow, die in battle. I was never supposed to see Peeta again, but this was no offer. I couldn't possibly refuse, so I followed Haymitch to his cell, au hospital room.
As we head towards the cell, I try not to think about Peeta too much. Instead, I think of Gale. Why did I take my hands away? Why did I feel that guilt? I know I thought of Peeta for a sekunde back there too... My thoughts were interrupted when we arrived at the cell.
I want to go in alone, but from his awali attack, no one can risk that, let alone me. There are guards waiting at the door while I step in, closer to him. He's locked up in his restraints, so there's no way he can harm me. When I am about a foot away from him, I notice his blue eyes on me. I try hard not to look into his, but I can't resist the temptation.
I see them. His perfect, blue eyes, filled with fear, anger and frustration. Filled with hatred and disgust. Pain flashes through my chest again as I remember it's all my fault. We're silent for a few sekunde before I say "Hey," warmly.
"Hey." He majibu back, with a disgusted and suspicious tone in his voice.
"Haymitch alisema wewe wanted to talk to me,"
"More like look at you," he replies, and keeps his eyes locked on me, as if he was studying me, waiting for me to turn into some horrifying creature. This goes on for what seems like hours before he finally accepts I'm not a mutt.
"You're not very big are you? au particularly pretty?" he says after a long pause.
I know he's been through a lot and back, but this maoni rubs me the wrong way.
"Well, you've looked better," I say, without thinking.
"And not even remotely nice. To say that to me after all I've been through,"
I can't help but to think he's right. He's been through so much, and I say this to him? What's wrong with me?
I was about to reach the door, when he says it.
"Katniss. I remember about the bread."
I don't turn back, but I do answer. "They showed wewe the tape of me talking about it," I say.
"No. Is there a tape of wewe talking about it? Why haven't the Capitol used it against me?" he asks.
I gulp, trying to assess the conversation, to see where this is going. Then I answer "I made it the siku they rescued you". I remember that day, clear as a bell. How desperate I was to see Peeta again.
"What do wewe remember?" I ask.
"You. In the rain. Digging in our trash bins. Burning the bread. My mother hitting me. Taking the mkate out to the pigs but giving it to wewe instead."
"That's it, that's what happened." I say. "The inayofuata day, I wanted to talk to you, but I didn't know how."
"We were outside at the end of the day. I tried to catch your eye. wewe looked away. And then... For some reason, I think wewe picked a dandelion."
The memories, they were trying to haunt me. I stay quiet. I was almost on the verge of tears.
"Katniss, did wewe ever upendo me?" Peeta asks suddenly, with a cold tone in his expression. I look at him. There are tears forming in his eyes, an expression of rage forming on his face.
I stay quiet, not knowing how to reply. I can feel water begin to form on the edge of my eyes too, and I actually think about it.
"I know wewe have Gale. I know wewe kissed him as well as me. Did wewe like kissing me? au was Gale too good to even consider it?"
Rage forms in his voice now. I still remain quiet.
"Well?! Answer me Katniss." He demands.
I think of the last kiss in the arena. The times we slept together, the warmth of his body assuring me there's nothing to be afraid of. The times he wrapped his arms around me, the train, the bedroom, the maua, ua painting in my book. Suddenly, I find myself walking closer, and closer towards him. I'm directly in front of his face now. The guards try to come close, to protect me from any danger, but they songesha back, as if someone told them to stay away. Probably Haymitch.
I think of all the intimate moments I spent with Gale, trying to think if I ever had that special feeling I had when I kissed Peeta for the last time in the arena. I realized something.
I look him in the eye and say "I did upendo you. I still do. I never loved Gale the way I do you. I've only ever loved Gale as a friend, but you... You're zaidi than that. The kisses I shared with you? They felt beautiful. I can't put them into words. Warmth would flow out of my body, and the slightest bit of happiness that I Lost would come back," I'm crying now, weeping out the words as I finally let out what's been on my mind.
I put one hand on his, even though his were in restraints. My other hand caresses his hair, and I continue "I never realized it until now. I have only loved one person, and that's wewe Peeta. I remember every moment we shared together. The times on the train when we'd help each other through the nightmares, the times we spent on the Victory Tour, the time I broke my ankle and wewe stayed with me every day, and the maua, ua wewe painted into our family book and-" I'm Lost for words.
Peeta stares into my tear-filled eyes, and Haymitch, surprisingly stays quiet.
Slowly, without hesitation, he bends his head forward, and his lips touch mine. I hold onto his face, and we kiss for a bit. The warmth flows in me again. Throughout my chest and into my stomach, like butterflies flying around.
When it's over, Peeta says "Katniss. It's really you," as if he's been looking for me for a long time. I can't say he hasn't.
"Yes, yes it's me" I say. I wipe off the tears, tell him I'll come kwa to see him in the morning, and walk out of the doors.
Haymitch and the doctors are bewildered. I don't say anything and walk out of the room, and head back down to my family compartment, where I find Gale sitting down.
END.
Notes: I hope wewe enjoyed as much I enjoyed uandishi it! Please tell what wewe thought of it! :) *fingers crossed* Thanks for kusoma :D EVERLARK FOREVER!
TWIST IN upendo
'The time has finally come,' I think, as I watch Finnick and Annie's lips touch, thinking they are finally a married couple, as happy as can be.
The wedding seemed like it lasted long, especially with my ribs burning from the pain of the bullet that hit me in District 2.
I think away from the pain kwa looking at Finnick and Annie, smiling in the clothes Peeta and I wore, when we were together. The clothes designed kwa Cinna.
Before I could drown myself with depressing and angry thoughts of losing Peeta and Cinna to the Capitol, Johanna scowls at me.
"Are wewe gonna miss a chance to let the Capitol see wewe dancing?" she says, with a slight smirk on her face.
But, she's right. The Mockingjay twirling around, dancing to music, would spell victory. It's the perfect propo to use to onyesha the Capitol how much we believe in our soon-to-come victory.
I quickly find Prim in the crowd and we dance. What could envy President Snow zaidi than watching his little Mockingjay dance happily with her little sister?
Prim and I dance like we used to back in 12. We teach the guests some of the steps. Soon, we're all laughing and dancing together.When, I get tired, and my ribs ache too much to continue, I sit back down in my seat.
Gale, who's been dancing with us the whole time, finds me sitting down and grabs a kiti, kiti cha inayofuata to me. He finds my hand, and holds it in his. For some peculiar reason, I snatch it away, feeling a bit of guilt. Am I not supposed to relish it, let the warmth of his hands sink in?
"What's wrong, Katniss?" asks Gale, with a worried expression on his face.
"Nothing,'' I reply, and look into the crowd.
Greasy Sae comes and takes Gale back into the crowd, and they continue to dance while I watch them.
Moments later, Haymitch sits in the kiti, kiti cha Gale was sitting in, and says "Let's wewe and me have a little talk."
Surprised, I follow him until he feels we are out of camera- view in the hall.
Before he even gets a chance to say anything, I know this is about Peeta. I quickly ask him what's wrong.
Haymitch is silent for a few moments. Then, in almost a soft whisper, he says "He'd like to speak with you."
My head feels light and dizzy. A feeling of fear, happiness and guilt rushes across my chest. I have to hold on to the ukuta just to keep myself from falling down. This wasn't part of the plan. I was supposed to clear out Peeta from my mind, kill Snow, die in battle. I was never supposed to see Peeta again, but this was no offer. I couldn't possibly refuse, so I followed Haymitch to his cell, au hospital room.
As we head towards the cell, I try not to think about Peeta too much. Instead, I think of Gale. Why did I take my hands away? Why did I feel that guilt? I know I thought of Peeta for a sekunde back there too... My thoughts were interrupted when we arrived at the cell.
I want to go in alone, but from his awali attack, no one can risk that, let alone me. There are guards waiting at the door while I step in, closer to him. He's locked up in his restraints, so there's no way he can harm me. When I am about a foot away from him, I notice his blue eyes on me. I try hard not to look into his, but I can't resist the temptation.
I see them. His perfect, blue eyes, filled with fear, anger and frustration. Filled with hatred and disgust. Pain flashes through my chest again as I remember it's all my fault. We're silent for a few sekunde before I say "Hey," warmly.
"Hey." He majibu back, with a disgusted and suspicious tone in his voice.
"Haymitch alisema wewe wanted to talk to me,"
"More like look at you," he replies, and keeps his eyes locked on me, as if he was studying me, waiting for me to turn into some horrifying creature. This goes on for what seems like hours before he finally accepts I'm not a mutt.
"You're not very big are you? au particularly pretty?" he says after a long pause.
I know he's been through a lot and back, but this maoni rubs me the wrong way.
"Well, you've looked better," I say, without thinking.
"And not even remotely nice. To say that to me after all I've been through,"
I can't help but to think he's right. He's been through so much, and I say this to him? What's wrong with me?
I was about to reach the door, when he says it.
"Katniss. I remember about the bread."
I don't turn back, but I do answer. "They showed wewe the tape of me talking about it," I say.
"No. Is there a tape of wewe talking about it? Why haven't the Capitol used it against me?" he asks.
I gulp, trying to assess the conversation, to see where this is going. Then I answer "I made it the siku they rescued you". I remember that day, clear as a bell. How desperate I was to see Peeta again.
"What do wewe remember?" I ask.
"You. In the rain. Digging in our trash bins. Burning the bread. My mother hitting me. Taking the mkate out to the pigs but giving it to wewe instead."
"That's it, that's what happened." I say. "The inayofuata day, I wanted to talk to you, but I didn't know how."
"We were outside at the end of the day. I tried to catch your eye. wewe looked away. And then... For some reason, I think wewe picked a dandelion."
The memories, they were trying to haunt me. I stay quiet. I was almost on the verge of tears.
"Katniss, did wewe ever upendo me?" Peeta asks suddenly, with a cold tone in his expression. I look at him. There are tears forming in his eyes, an expression of rage forming on his face.
I stay quiet, not knowing how to reply. I can feel water begin to form on the edge of my eyes too, and I actually think about it.
"I know wewe have Gale. I know wewe kissed him as well as me. Did wewe like kissing me? au was Gale too good to even consider it?"
Rage forms in his voice now. I still remain quiet.
"Well?! Answer me Katniss." He demands.
I think of the last kiss in the arena. The times we slept together, the warmth of his body assuring me there's nothing to be afraid of. The times he wrapped his arms around me, the train, the bedroom, the maua, ua painting in my book. Suddenly, I find myself walking closer, and closer towards him. I'm directly in front of his face now. The guards try to come close, to protect me from any danger, but they songesha back, as if someone told them to stay away. Probably Haymitch.
I think of all the intimate moments I spent with Gale, trying to think if I ever had that special feeling I had when I kissed Peeta for the last time in the arena. I realized something.
I look him in the eye and say "I did upendo you. I still do. I never loved Gale the way I do you. I've only ever loved Gale as a friend, but you... You're zaidi than that. The kisses I shared with you? They felt beautiful. I can't put them into words. Warmth would flow out of my body, and the slightest bit of happiness that I Lost would come back," I'm crying now, weeping out the words as I finally let out what's been on my mind.
I put one hand on his, even though his were in restraints. My other hand caresses his hair, and I continue "I never realized it until now. I have only loved one person, and that's wewe Peeta. I remember every moment we shared together. The times on the train when we'd help each other through the nightmares, the times we spent on the Victory Tour, the time I broke my ankle and wewe stayed with me every day, and the maua, ua wewe painted into our family book and-" I'm Lost for words.
Peeta stares into my tear-filled eyes, and Haymitch, surprisingly stays quiet.
Slowly, without hesitation, he bends his head forward, and his lips touch mine. I hold onto his face, and we kiss for a bit. The warmth flows in me again. Throughout my chest and into my stomach, like butterflies flying around.
When it's over, Peeta says "Katniss. It's really you," as if he's been looking for me for a long time. I can't say he hasn't.
"Yes, yes it's me" I say. I wipe off the tears, tell him I'll come kwa to see him in the morning, and walk out of the doors.
Haymitch and the doctors are bewildered. I don't say anything and walk out of the room, and head back down to my family compartment, where I find Gale sitting down.
END.
Notes: I hope wewe enjoyed as much I enjoyed uandishi it! Please tell what wewe thought of it! :) *fingers crossed* Thanks for kusoma :D EVERLARK FOREVER!
