Forgotten
Katniss's POV
Oh my god! We forgot to tell my mother! "Oh my god Katniss! How could we have forgotten!" Peeta says. "You need to call her Kat!" I nod, tears down my face. I haven't spoken to my mother for over ten years. My hands are shacking as I pick up the phone. I slowly dial my mom's number. She picked up on the third ring. "Hello?" She says. "Um hi mom, this is Katniss" I reply. "K Katniss? Is that really you!" I sigh,"Uh ya mom. I called to tell you that I... Um I uh... I had a baby yesterday. His name is Wyatt River Mellark." I get nervous because I hear her crying. "Look I'm so sorry I didn't tell you but I was so nervous and worried that it slipped my mind. I was really unsure I even wanted a baby." At this point I'm bawling my eyes out. "No no honey it's ok. I haven't tried to contact you at all! It's ok! I forgive you." Mom sympathized. "Really?" My voice wobbling. "Of course!" My mom whispers. We talk back and forth about her in district 5. She has her own hospital, the town was rebuilt. "Do you remember Greasy Sae?" I ask. "Yes." She answers. "Well she past away a few months ago." I mourn. "Oh, I'm sorry. Um Honey, Hazelle died last week." She whimpers. I had stopped crying, but when she says this I'm crying all over again. "I'll call you back!" I say. I hung up and run to the bathroom. I lock the doors and lay on the ground crying. I hear a knock on the door." Katniss please open up! What happened?" Peeta asks. "NO!" I say. "Please! Wyatt needs feeding." He begs. "Fine" I sob. I unlock the door and run into his open arms. I soaked his whole shirt. "Do you want to talk about it?" He offers. I nod. "H H H Haz zz elle d d died llast wweek." I'm crying so hard he couldn't understand a word I said. "Sweetie can you please calm down and try again to tell me what happened.?" Peeta says. I nod. After a few deep breaths I try again. "Hazelle died last week." "Oh, wait Gale's mom?" Peeta asks. I nod. " I'm so sorry. She was like your mother." I nod, again. I can't get any words out no matter how hard I try. "She was." I say. He holds me until Wyatt starts to babble. Then I wipe my tears and pick him up. As I feed him Peeta kisses the top of my nose. "I think you should call her back." He's right and I know it. So I meekly say yes. I pick up the phone and call my mother. She doesn't talk about she just asked to come down to District 12 to come see us. I say yes. We hang up and I say to Peeta, "She's catching a train tonight and will be hear tomorrow after noon."