[Hey everyone! Thank you for the kind comments and suggestions. And last night, I was thinking about how I should do this. I decided to incorporate a few of your ideas into this! I have decided to go on with the Peeta's Hunger Games POV, but in this last chapter of Mockingjay afterlife, I will age the children a few years and have Katniss and Peeta tell them about the Hunger games. Thanks for all the support on this story and I hope you enjoy Peeta's Hunger Games POV!]
10 years later
Blaise is now 11 years old. Dante is 10. Our babies are growing up. I remember when they first started school. Now Peeta and I are getting old, we are about 29, which I consider to be old.
"Peeta, I think it's time." I say to him as we watch the kids' sword fight with cardboard.
By the look of pain and sorrow on his face, I can tell he knows what I'm talking about. We need to tell the kids about the games, about the quell, about the war, about how mommy and daddy fell in love.
"Hey kids, come over here we have a... Story to tell you." Peeta says as the kids scurry over and sit in the small plastic chairs next to us.
"Have you two learned anything about The Hunger Games in school?" Peeta asks as the kids give him a head shake.
"Yeah. We learned about them, but never how or why the stopped." Said Blaise. Peeta says she takes after me because she's smart, but I'm not sure that comes from me.
"Well we are about to tell you. But you have to promise to not tell any of your friends about this, alright?" Peeta says in a serious tone as they nod.
I look at Peeta not sure how to start so he does.
"Well, on the 74th annual Hunger Games, your aunt Prim, who is no longer alive, was chosen to participate, but your courageous mother volunteered for her sister."Peeta begins.
"Then I heard my name called, but there is a back story to all of this, I have been in love with your mother since we were 5 years old. And I was chosen for the games also." He continues. He is amazing at this explaining stuff.
"I made a vow when I was chosen to protect your mother, even if it ment my own death. They told you at school how there can only be one winner right?" Peeta asks
"Yes" they both said looking very fascinated about what is about to happen.
"Well this time, all of Panem thought we were lovers, so, they allowed two winners this time because we were in love. And our mentor told us that everyone falls for a love story. But for me, it was real" Peeta says tears forming in his eyes.
"Your mother saved my life; she took care of me while I was bleeding to death in the arena. Even though my vow was to save her, she saved me."He says now tears running down his cheeks.
"And when we got back home" I take over "We discovered that the next hunger games called the quarter quell, people who already participated in one of the games was put back into the arena. We met lots of new people, but also lost a lot of people." I continue, wow these words are just flowing out of my mouth like a stream.
"Your father and I and a few others came out alive, but then your father was kidnapped and an awful war began. Your father was tortured by the Capitol, and he forgot who I was. The capitol did this because they thought it would break me. But I continued to fight the war, and eventually we won and got your father back. But it took a long time before he remembered who I was." I continue, Tears now threatening to leave my eyes.
"But your mother and I grew back together, after she defeated the capitol and saved my life and our love once again." Peeta takes over because he sees it's too painful for me to continue.
"You guys know how I sometimes have my 'episodes'?" Peeta continues
They shake their heads simultaneously.
"That is an affect from what they did to me in the capitol." Peeta finishes.
"And that's how I fell in love with your dad." I finish up, the kids with tears
"Mommy, Daddy?" Blaise and Dante say together.
"What" I say
"We love you" They say simultaneously
"We love you too" I said.
And we live the rest of our lives out, together as a family, and we are all safe.
[Hope you enjoyed ! Please comment!]
