Hey everyone! So this is the sequel to Real or Not Real. If you haven't read it, I strongly suggest you go back and do that. You could read this story without reading the other one if you would like to but I advise against it. Anyway, I hope everyone likes the first chapter to this sequel. And be sure to check out my other story Expect the Unexpected!
Disclaimer: I do not own the Hunger Games, or any characters from it.
I am running. I hear feet pounding behind me. I don't know who is chasing me, I only know I have to get away. I round the corner and find myself in a dead end. I have no way out. A cloaked figure comes around the corner.
"You're trapped," he says.
I can't see his face. It is hidden behind a hood, but I know I know he doesn't have good intentions.
"There's no where else to go Katniss," he says.
He starts to walk towards me. I scream, but he covers my mouth with a gloved hand, "You're mine now."
He uncovers his hood and the person underneath is...Gale.
I wake with a start. I am sweating and shaking, and my sheets are tangled up around me. I look out the window and see the surf crashing onto the beach. It has been two months since the incident and I am still recovering. I have been staying in District 4 with Annie and her son, Finn. I haven't told anyone what happened except Annie. After I told her, she held me, and we cried together. We haven't talked about it since.
I haven't seen Peeta, so our contact has been limited to phone calls. My contact with Haymitch has been minimal. I haven't told him about what happened. In fact, the only two people who know are Peeta and Annie. I'm not ready to tell anyone else yet. The memory of it still haunts me every time I close my eyes. Peeta says that I will feel better if I talk to people about it but I don't see how.
"Katniss!," Annie calls, "Peeta is on the phone for you!"
I jump out of bed and head downstairs to answer the phone. Peeta's calls are one of the only things I look forward to every day. On my way to the phone I glance at the clock and see that it is almost ten. I can't believe I slept in that late. Usually I wake up screaming by 6:30. I guess my nightmares were delayed last night.
I pick up the phone, "Hello?"
"Katniss?" Peeta asks.
"Yeah its me," I say.
"How are you feeling?" he asks. His voice is full of concern.
"Okay I guess. I just woke up."
"Really? Did you have any nightmares?" he asks. He sounds surprised.
"Yeah, I still had the nightmare. Same one as always." I have the same nightmare every night. I'm always running and I always get caught. Its a vicious cycle that repeats over and over again.
"Katniss, I'm sorry," Peeta says sadly, "I still blame myself for what happened."
"Don't." I say firmly, "Haymitch tried to warn me about Gale but I didn't listen. It's my fault."
"Have you talked to anyone else about it?" he asks.
"No," I admit reluctantly. I can hear him sigh.
"Katniss, I really think that if you open up about it, you'll feel a little better."
"Look, I know you think it will help but I just don't see how." I say.
"You'll have more people supporting you for one thing," he says, "You need support if you're going to get through this."
"Fine," I say, "If I tell one more person about it, will you stop bugging me?"
He chuckles, "Sure Katniss, but you have to tell someone."
"Fine," I say quietly. I hear Finn coming downstairs, "I have to go Peeta. Finn is coming down."
"Okay." he says, "Bye Katniss. Remember to tell someone!"
"I will," I say. I hang up just as Finn runs into the room. Peeta and I agreed not to talk about what happened in front of Finn. The last thing we want is him asking questions.
"Hi Auntie Katniss!" he says as he runs past me into the kitchen.
Finn is almost 3 years old. He looks exactly like his dad with bronze colored hair and stunning sea green eyes. Every time I look at him I am reminded of Finnick and how much he would have loved his son. Finn doesn't know what happened to his dad and I hope it stays that way for a long time. Finnick's death still haunts me.
"Hi Finn," I say, trying to sound cheerful.
I don't think he hears me, he is too busy digging into the plate of pancakes Annie sets in front of him. I sit down at the table and Annie gives me a plate too.
"Thanks," I say.
"Did you sleep well or-?" she knows about my nightmares.
I just shake my head. She knows what that means. She gives me an apologetic look.
"Mommy, can we go to the beach today?" Finn asks, his mouth full of pancakes.
"I don't know Finn," Annie says, "I have things to do today."
"Please!" Finn begs, "We haven't been in forever!"
"I'm sorry. I just can't take you today." Annie says sadly. Finn's face falls.
"I can take him," I say without thinking about it.
"Yay! Auntie Katniss is taking me!" Finn claps his hands excitedly.
"Katniss are you sure?" Annie asks carefully.
"Sure it'll be fun." I say.
What I don't say is that maybe going to the beach and just having some fun will help me clear my head a little. Besides I need to think about who I am going to talk to about what happened.
Chapter 1 finished! I hope you guys like it, please review! And be sure to check out my other fanfiction Expect the Unexpected. If you chose not to go back and read the story that came before this, you might be a little confused. So go back and read the first story Real or Not Real. :) Hope you guys liked it and PLEASE review!