AN: This was going to be a sequel to 'The Hunger Games A Change In Events' but I deleted that story because I didn't know what to do next and I was going crazy. So, some changes to the book that you NEED to know:
Mr. Everdeen is still alive.
Katniss never met Gale.
Peeta didn't give her the bread but he is still in love with her because he heard her sing on the first day of school…
That's it and also this story starts from the victory tour because there's no point in me copying the first few chapters. So, yeah- this is the victory tour after District 11 and Peeta has apologized. Let's just say they are in District 4. I might switch point of views later on in the story. AND REMEMBER THIS STORY IS RATED T FOR A REASON. YOU'LL FIND OUT WHY WHEN YOU CARRY ON READING. You can read the story now… Oh, and please review!
With A Big Twist
I like District 4. It's the first time I've ever seen the sea and I have to admit it's beautiful. I bet Peeta has the view memorised ready to paint it as soon as we get back onto the train. The day passes quickly and after saying a few words we go to the Mayor's home to have another party. I didn't think being a victor could be so tiring.
Peeta takes my hand as we hear the Mayor announce us and we walk into the large ballroom with fake grins plastered across our faces. Peeta pulls it off but I bet I'm really grimacing. I have never smiled so much in my life and my cheeks are starting to hurt.
The night goes like the others: Peeta and I dance, eat, hug and kiss 'important' people and have pictures with nearly everyone. It's late when we finally get back to the train. My eyes are barely open as I follow Haymitch into the train. We shut the door behind us and it moves straight away.
Peeta and I stumble into my bedroom, just like we have for the last three nights. I go into the bathroom and change into my pyjamas. Once I'm finished I walk back into my bedroom to find Peeta already in bed. I slide in next to him and he automatically wraps his arms around my waist.
"I don't think I'll ever be able to smile after this," I mutter quietly, but I know he heard me when he chuckles.
"Don't worry. I hate this as much as you do," he whispers.
"Really? Because you don't act like it," I reply and turn so I'm facing him. The little light coming from the moon let's me see Peeta shrug. "I'm just good at hiding my emotions," he says and I know that's a lie. He's good at lots of things- not just at hiding his emotions.
He tucks a loose strand of hair behind my ear and I look away. I hate it when he does something that shows he loves me. It makes me feel guilty that I don't return his feelings. I've tried thinking about my feelings for him but I get more confused than I was before. So, I selfishly not think about it. "I wish you loved me like I love you," he whispers and I look at him and gulp.
"I do, I-I just don't know in what way," I whisper back.
"It's okay. You don't have to explain," he replies and this angers me. Why does he have to be so perfect?
"Yes, I do!" I snap and sit up. I switch the lamp besides the bed on while Peeta sits up too.
"Katniss, really it's fine!"
"It's not Peeta! I do love you! I really do. But I don't know if it's like I love Prim or if it's… the other way," I sigh, getting frustrated with myself. "I don't know how to love. I see my mother and father in love but I can't be like them! I can't get married because that leads to having kids and I'm not letting an innocent baby crawl into this cruel world!"
I leap off the bed and start pacing while Peeta watches me. "And when you do something that shows you love me I feel so guilty because even if I do love you I can't do anything back!" I ramble on and on and on until Peeta stands up and puts his hands on my shoulders to stop me from walking.
Our eyes meet and I seem to get lost in his bright blue orbs while he stares into my dull gray eyes. "You don't know the effect you have," he whispers as he rubs my cheek with his thumb. Shivers run up my spine and Peeta notices. He grabs my hand and pulls me back into bed.
He rubs his hands up and down my arms to warm them up while I stare into his eyes. Without fully realising what I'm doing I lean forward and press my lips to his. I know he's shocked when his arms freeze. I pull away a little and our eyes meet again. A grin spreads across his face and his lips meet mine. His tongue slides over my bottom lip and I gasp in shock but let him enter anyway. His tongue massages mine and I sigh in content. I wrap my arms around his neck and my fingers tangle in his blonde curls while his rest on my waist.
I start feeling hungry again. Not hungry as in eating hungry, but I'm hungry for more. I try to ignore the dangerous feeling but it spreads through me and I find myself tugging on the bottom of Peeta's shirt. He pulls his lips away from mine and looks at me through squinted eyes. "Katniss," he whispers and I nod. I don't know why- but at the same time I do. I'm giving him permission.
I know it's a bad idea and that I'm being selfish but the hunger won't go away. Peeta presses his lips to mine and then he moves them to suck on my neck. "Peeta," I moan. I pull his head off my neck so his eyes meet mine. "Should we?"
"Do you want to?" he asks and I look away in embarrassment. I nod in reply.
"Yes," I whisper and look at him again, "but I don't want you to think that we- umm, that I…" I trail off. I'm not good with words.
"You don't want me to think that you return my feelings," he replies and I nod.
"I-it's selfish, I know and we don't have to if you don't want to!" I quickly say and I feel my face heat up. He presses his lips to mine in reply and my nervousness disappears.
We slowly undress each other and explore each other's body. My first time with a boy I know I have feelings for. Yes, I do have feelings for him and I promise myself I will find out what they are and what they mean.
AN: I didn't want to make it too detailed but at the same time I didn't want to make it un-detailed. Please review and tell me what you think. Continue or Don't Continue?