This is a bit of sequel to 12 years later, only it's not right after. It can also be it's on independent story. This is about two to three years after so their daughter Demer is about two and a half... yep you're really going to hate me or think this is stupid, at least I would. Whatever yeah... Please review I need to have some comments on whether or not I should continue it. I do have a plan for this so I hope you like it...
I'm five months pregnant and every morning I wake up irritated. This morning is different though, I wake up in my usual mood, but my stomach is aching. This is until my bouncing little girl comes hopping over to my side of the bed, her dark hair in two braids on each side of her face. A smile runs along my face and it's only reflected by her's.
"Hey baby. Did daddy do your hair?" I ask reaching out from under the covers to touch one of the braids. She nods making her hair bob. "Does daddy know I'm up?" I ask in a sweet voice. She nods again and I pat her head as I sit up. "Can you go get daddy for mommy?" I ask her as I try to sit up and a pain radiates in my lower abdominal region. Yet again she nods and bounds from the room.
I wish so badly that I could have the same energy as her. All I really do is lay in bed all day and force Peeta to get me whatever I need. He does so happily, indulging in my every whimsy. He does occasionally have to send Demer, our daughter, over to spend some time with Haymitch when I have a particularly bad day or when he does.
When Peeta comes into the room, looking slightly sheepish, I grimace at him the pain steadily increasing in my stomach as I try to sit up. A small gasp comes from my mouth as a stabbing pain ripples through my center. I realize that the sheets are wet and sticky which causes my eyes to open to the fullest. Something's wrong, terribly wrong.
"Peeta." I gasp in pain.
"Katniss what's wrong?" He asks desperately. My hand feels wet and I take it out from under the covers to see it's covered in layer of scarlet. It takes me a moment to process what's going on, by then Peeta has already ripped the covers off me. We both look down and see that I'm sitting in a puddle of blood. "No." He says eyes widening.
Before I really have any time to process the information he's scooped me up and taken me to the bathroom, set me on the tile and fled the room. I hear the front door slam shut just after Peeta calls for Demer to go to Haymitch's instantly. I know that he's the one that slammed the door and I don't hear anything else.
I fill the tub with warm water in an attempt to do anything about my current predicament. I sit there for a while longer while trying to get my thoughts together.
I can't lose this baby. I already love it so much. This can't happen.
For about half an hour I endure horrible pain alone in my home, struggling not to pass out. After an hour I succumb to it and the world goes black.
Some time later I wake up, back in the bed, a cool rag pressed to my head, Peeta and my mother hovering over my face. I know that it happened, I know I lost my baby but I just can't seem to let any words slip through my lips. At the very thought of it I start sobbing violently.
Peeta looked at me with sorrow in his eyes. Those very eyes rimmed with red that tells me he's been crying. That could only confirm my suspicion.
"I-I lost the-the baby. D-didn't I?" I stutter out. He can't seem to look me in the eye as he whispers a soft 'yes'. I look at my mother and she wraps me in a hug.
"I'm so sorry honey. When we got here it was too late to do anything. It's not your fault. You have to remember that." She whispers to me.
Peeta slides out of the room and I get the courage to ask one last thing,"Did- did he see?" She nods sadly and I look away not being able to stand myself. I can't believe I did this to him. It's all my fault, no matter what my mother told me. I could have done something, I just know it. I should die right here right now. Nothing I could do could ever make up for my failure.
I can hear the door close once again and close my eyes in both relief and despair. "Make sure he's okay." I tell her attempting to get her to leave me alone.
"He's going over to Haymitch's, Demer's there and he'll tell them. I'm staying with you." She tells me firmly.
Should I continue? I have a few chapters planned out so, should I?