I started to look at my self in the reflection of the mirror thinking I had won the first games and I had came out with peeta safe and finally free . But peeta eventually knew I only said the things in the games to keep us alive , I guess that really hurt him knowing none of it was real but I do feel something for him. Something I've never felt before a strong feeling for him . Peeta has been ignoring me which had Been making me feel so lost and devistated. So I decide to go over to his house ignoring haymitch which had probably drank more than 5 bottles of liquor and had passed out on the table. I stood next to peeta nervously who was standing blanking me cutting up freshly baked bread. "Peeta I hate this " I cried. peeta looked at me with confusion. "What do you hate?" Peeta said casually. "Us" I pointed to both of us " I can't stand us not talking and not being able to stand next to eachother with one of us making it awkward and ends up walking away" . Peeta just looks at me and ...