This is the second chapter. Thanks for the great reviews, that was really kind.

Disclaimer: I don't own Hunger Games, Suzanne Collins does.

(I cringe at my past writing.)

2. Peeta

I walk down the stairs and out the door.

I take a deep breath to calm my nerves before walking over to Peeta's new house. I knock on the door, going over what I might say in my mind.

His father answers,

"Hello Katniss."

"Hi" I reply. He smiles.

"Peeta is in his room. Upstairs, farthest door on the right. You can go right in." He tells me. I nod and walk into Peeta's new house. I don't pay attention to anything around me as I walk up the stairs. Finding Peeta's room would have been easy even without his father's directions as his door, too, has his name on it. I hesitate for a moment before knocking.

"Come in." I hear him say. I take another deep breath and enter.

He freezes when he sees me.

"Hi," I say awkwardly.

"Hey." He mutters.

"Peeta, we need to talk."

He raises his eyebrows. I continue,

"Listen, I'm really sorry that I lied; but I'm not sorry that we're both alive right now. If I had to make that choice again, I think I'd do the same thing. Maybe I'd tell you. But if you knew... we might not both be here." I whisper the last part. I would do the same thing again and I know that. If it were different we really wouldn't both be here. Maybe neither of us would be here.

"It's okay Katniss. You want to be with Gale. I unerstand that." he says. This time I freeze. Gale? Who said anything about Gale? There had never been anything romantic going on between me and Gale. I had never even- okay, that was a lie. I had thought of Gale in that way. Just once before; the day of the Reaping, when he suggested we should run away together. I had imagined what it would be like.

"Peeta..." I begin, but he cuts me off.

"No. Don't. Please just leave." He says coldly and he turns so his back is to me. He has every right to be mad. I hurt him.

"I'm sorry." I tell him again.

"Katniss," He turns and I see the tears in his eyes, "Just go."

Without another word, I leave, nearly running out of the house. I don't go to my new house. I go to my old one, the one the really feels like home. I lie down on my old bed.

It's official; Peeta hates me. He must hate me after all of the pain I've caused him. I didn't mean to hurt him, but I have and now he hates me.

For some reason, he thinks I want to be with Gale. I can't imagine why. Is it because we hunt together? I have no idea. I lie there for what feels like hours. Then, suddenly, Prim is nudging me. I realise I had fallen asleep.

"Katniss, are you okay?" Prim asks. I nod. "Are you sure?" I nod again. Even though I want to tell Prim everything, even though telling her would relieve some of the weight from my shoulders, I don't. I don't feel like I can tell anyone. "Why don't you come to the new house and rest there?" Prim suggests.

"Okay." I agree.

We walk to our new home together in complete silence until Prim breaks it,

"Are you sure everything is okay Katniss?" she asks worriedly. I can't hide anything from Prim, I never could. I shake my head slightly. "What's wrong?" she asks and she stops walking. I shake my head again. I can't talk about it. I can barely explain it to myself, much less to someone else. Prim seems to understand. She wraps her arms around me to comfort me. We stay like that for a moment or two before continuing on.

When we reach the house, Prim walks me up to my room and leaves me to rest. I lie down on the bed. It is comfortable and laying on it feels like floating on a cloud. I quickly fall asleep.

In my dreams I relive the Hunger Games, as I know I always will. I relive Rue dying. The boy from District 1 throws his spear at her and it plunges into her stomach. Before he can pull it out, my arrow slices through his temple. I sing to her. The dream skips over to the last part of the Hunger Games. The mutt with Rue's eyes is coming toward me. She growls.

My eyes snap open. I refuse to go through this again. I sit up.

Then there's a knock on the door.

"Come in." I mumble, still half-asleep. The door swings open. Gale is standing in the doorway.

"Hey Catnip. I want to talk to you."

Hope you liked the second chapter. Sorry they've been so short. I promise that the next one will be longer. Please review.