Thank for all your reviews. Quick note - I know people are asking how come Gale and Madge have a kid and how come Peeta has brown eyes - This is movie based even thought I read THG in 2011 xoxox Enjoy!
"What...what exactly do you meant by that?" He says trying to figure it out. I flush the toilet feeling somewhat angry and walk out the bathroom. I try to think why this is and if I've been effected with somesort of disease. Then I release the answer. My hand instantly goes to my stomach. Could it be true? No. Then the pieces are starting to fit together and I think I'm going to have a heart attack.
I understand the terrible pain ...the sleepless nights... I am so full of mixed emotions I do not know what to do. I start shivering. No matter how horrific it is the truth. I hold up my grey jumper and look in the mirror. Thats when I see the small bulge. Can it be true? No matter how much I try to not believe it. A baby is growing inside me as we speak. No. This is a halluctionation. But it isn't. How could I have not noticed. And it is the truth. "Umm... Katniss..what..oh." He says taking in the scene. I want to cry. All this will do is make Peeta want me to stay alive more. Makes my job harder. And my life. And his life.
"Katniss." Peeta says who's probably more shocked than I am. "It's all my fault. I'm sorry. Sorry isn't enought!" He says getting angry at himself. He kicks his foot on the bedpost so hurt the emotion show on his has. "If we hadn't done...ugh! I'm an idoit. I had jut die..." Died. "Don't say that! I can'tlive without you. " I break into tears "I wouldn't be here if it wasn't for you," I say "Sorry." I start to cry so he starts to cry and we sit on the bed with my head on his shoulder. He rocks me and I strocks my hair, trying to calm hisself and me down.
Effie comes in to call us into training and I jump. The way her blue outfit contrasts with the sad look on her face is shocking. She can see the way I'm holding t-shirt up and my face is fresh with shock and the rnny mascara. She goes pale. She wants to talk but no words form in her mouth. She looks like she want to scream. She literally runs away in her pointy heels, sobbing. I sigh so strongly Peeta hears. "We better get to training before they kill us themselves." Peeta tells me still not beliving this is real. I groan and wipe the tears from my face but they won't stop.
I pull my self up with so much effort because I am so heavy. I look for the outfit. Its sparwled on the floor. I shake it to release all the dust bt end up couching so much I need a drink of water. There is one on the bedside so I drink it thirstly. I wear the black and red and grey training t-shirt which literally streches over my bump and pull on the cargo pants with effort. Peeta changes quickly and stands there watching me. Without a word my hands find his and we walk out the door
