Hunger Games Fanfic- The Complications
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Chapter 14
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Previously
Then everything goes black.
Katniss's POV
I wake up in an unfamiliar bed, more comfortable than I'm used to. I try to sit up but my head swims so I'm forced to lie back down on the fluffy pillows. My muscles are aching and sore, my head pounding but no nausea this time. I groan at the pain, bringing my hand to my head, rubbing small circles on my temples.
'Where am I?' I mutter to myself.
'Your mother and I's house' a familiar gruff voice answers, Blade. I groan, just great. I turn to the general direction of his voice, to my right.
'What are you doing here?' I ask him, he gives me a small smile.
'My house, remember?' he says, I shake my head a little in my own stupidity.
'Oh yeah, right,' I mutter. I remember listening to Blade question Peeta at my house and then…everything was black.
'How did I get here?' I ask, gathering my bearings now.
'That Peeta kid carried you here' Blade grunts. Peeta? Peeta carried me all the way from the Seam to Town? It definitely sounds like something he would do. He made his feelings for me…clear. I can't help but feel a little guilty; he shouldn't have had to do that.
'Where is he now?' I ask, noting that he isn't present in the room.
'Gone to go get your husband' Blade smirks, sweeping his blonde hair out of his eyes.
'Why are you here right now?' I ask, specifying my earlier question.
'I was ordered to watch you and make sure you were ok' he answers, a ghost of a smile playing on his lips.
'Ordered?' I ask, a little disorientated and confused.
'Your mother' he grunts in answer.
'Never took you for the submissive type' I chuckled a little weakly and it hurts my head.
Blade laughs (probably at my weak attempt to chuckle), 'Neither did I' he says, shaking his head.
'Speaking of which, where is my mother?' I ask him.
'Ugh, aren't you supposed to be all sick and shit? What's with the 20 questions?' he says frustrated, leaning forward, his elbows resting on his knees as he looked at me.
'Considering that I just fainted or I'm sick or whatever happened to me, I'd like to know what the fuck is happening' I snap back at him. He's shocked at my outburst, judging from the expression on his face, but he quickly covers it with his usually cocky expression.
'Well too bad because I don't know where your mother is darlin' he says, using the nickname that he knows I hate.
'Why not?'
'Do I look like I'm fucking tracking her?' he snorts. To be honest I wouldn't be surprised if he was.
'Well, shouldn't she be here?' I ask, I thought that she would be here nursing me or something. I thought that maybe she would've been here when I woke up but I guess not. I find myself feeling a little disappointed but I quickly push the feelings aside, now isn't the time to be a child missing their mother.
I push myself up a bit, so that I'm upright and leaning against the mahogany headboard, my head swims and I squeeze my eyes shut until it fades.
'I think you're a big girl now, you don't need your mother by your side every second of the day' he says almost mimicking my earlier thoughts. He leans back in his chair, slumping a little.
'If I don't need someone with me all the time, why are you here?' I challenged, he looks a little pissed that I caught him out.
'Just following orders' he shrugs, giving me a look to make me feel like I'm stupid to forget it.
'Like the perfect person you are' I snort sarcastically.
He arches a blonds eyebrow at me, 'Been called many things darlin and perfect is definitely one of them' he says cockily.
'Do you have to be such an asshole? If I didn't know any better I'd say you were related to Cato. You're both so up yourselves' I say, my voice sounding disgusted- which I was.
'Who the fuck is Cato?' Blade grunts from his chair.
'Doesn't matter,' I dismiss, 'how long have I been out?' I ask, changing the subject because I don't want to talk about the school's dickhead.
'Couple hours' he answers.
'That long?' it only felt like a couple minutes to me.
'You did pass out darlin; it takes more than a couple seconds to wake up' he tells me. His words hang in the air as I try to remember more of what happened before I passed out. I squeeze my eyes shut, in attempt to help me concentrate more.
I remember letting Peeta into my house, him checking up on me, blade questioning him, then the nausea, I think I fell. The two blondes hovering above me and shouting me name which must've been Peeta and Blade. The bright blue eyes which I now know belonged to Peeta and then… the concerned dark brown eyes. The eyes that were Blade's. It makes me wonder if he cares more then he's letting on, if the whole cocky, arrogant; "I don't give a fuck" attitude is all a show, or a mask. Maybe underneath all that shit he's an actual, decent human being.
I could feel him watching me as I tried to figure him out, he didn't know what I was thinking but I felt uncomfortable under his intense stare, 'Can I have some water?' I ask him, wanting him to leave and also partly because I was parched and I could hear my voice becoming scratchy.
'I'll fetch that for you, my queen' he says as he stands and does a small bow mockingly.
He leaves and closes the door behind him with a louder than necessary slam. I let out a quiet sigh. Blade confused me, his moods change quicker than a pregnant woman's. One minute he acts like he cares but then always covers it with his asshole act.
Before I could go into any more depth about the real Blade, I hear footsteps coming up the stairs, well more like running. Soon enough there is a small knock at the door, which actually surprised me because I never took Blade as one to knock, I more expected him to be the one to barge in, uninvited, which he did do sometimes.
'Come in' I call out. I'm surprised again when I see that it isn't Blade standing in the doorway but Gale. He just stands there; he's puffing from running, looking at my weak form.
'Hi Gale' I say weakly.
It takes him a few seconds to snap out of his own world, 'Katniss, are you okay? Does anything hurt? What happened?' he asks so quickly that his words jumble in my ears, I hold up a hand to him, telling him to slow down.
When he takes a few breaths he asks, 'Are you okay?'
'Gale, I'm fine, really. Just a bit tired and worn out' I tell him honestly, he strides across the room in a few purposeful steps and sits on the bed beside me.
'What happened?' he asked.
I shrugged, 'I don't know'
'What do you mean you don't know?' he asks, his brows furrowed in confusion.
'I just felt a little dizzy and then I blacked out, I don't remember what happened after that' I tell him.
'Do you know what's wrong with you?' he questions.
I shake my head, 'I don't know, I haven't spoken to my mother yet'
'Are you sure you're okay?' he asks again.
'Yes Gale, seriously calm down, your freaking out more than me. It'll all be fine, promise' I say, bringing my hand to his cheek and caressing it with my thumb, lightly and gently.
He smiles at me, 'Do you need anything?'
'I asked Blade to get me some water a little while ago but he hasn't come back' I say.
Gale looks at door, like Blade was going to walk in any second and then back to me, 'Yeah I saw him on the way but didn't talk. I'll go grab that water for you' he says,
'Okay' he stands up, my hand falling from his cheek and then leaves. I sit there for minutes, wondering how long it took to get a glass of water around here. I swing my legs over the edge of the bed, preparing to go and get my own water. As I was about to stand there was another knock at the door.
'Come in, Gale' I answer, sitting back down on the bed.
Instead on Gale, it's Peeta sticking her head through the sightly opened door, looking a little sheepish, 'Um wrong person…do you mind if I come in?' he requests.
'Sure,' I say, nodding my head, 'Hi' I say simply.
'Hi,' he repeats, 'so how are you feeling?' he asks, a warm smile on his lips.
'Better' I say, smiling back, 'and thank you by the way' I add on, thinking how he ran all that way to go and get Gale and for having to carry me all the way here prior to that.
'For what?' he asks, puzzled.
'For getting Gale for me and for carry me all the way from the Seam to here and-'I start to explain.
He interrupts, 'Wait, I didn't carry you here' he told me. I look at him with a frown on my face, my brows furrowed and my eyes narrowed in confusion.
'But Blade said…' I trail off, Blade said that you carried me here, 'then who did?'
'Blade carried you here while I went to go get Gale, from what I saw he ran the whole way' Peeta says, sounding almost impressed.
'Why did he lie?' the question that we were both wondering.
Peeta shrugged, 'I don't know, you'll have to ask him' he says.
'I will…' I declared.
'Do you know what's wrong with you?' Peeta asks, changing the subject.
'Yeah, it's all good' from what I know it is.
'So you're okay?'
'Yeah, I feel fine. I still need to talk to my mother'
'Everyone at school is a little worried about you, you don't have the best attendance record but lately you haven't been there a lot. Madge and Annie think you died in the forest' he chuckles at the last part. I imagine that my girlfriends would be over dramatically worrying over nothing and thinking of the worst case scenario. I smile at the thought of them fussing.
'Yeah, sounds like something that Madge and Annie would think of' I tell him.
'Oh, no, it's not just the girls. Quinn and Finnick were going to set up an expedition to find you and Gale. Quinn said that he'd kill a tree if it hurt you. Finnick suggested that they might have to fight a bear or tiger or something. They were actually pretty excited at the thought of it' he tells me. I laugh, Finn and Quinn were so weird but hilarious. They acted like my big brothers, protecting their little sister from the horrible, invisible monster in the closet. In truth, that's how I saw them, two protective, overbearing, annoying as shit, big brothers.
Peeta grins at me, probably happy that he could get me to laugh. When the laughter ceases he speaks.
'Okay then,' he sighs, looking tired, 'I just wanted to see that you were okay…I better get going' he says, pointing his thumb at the door. He gives me another smile and heads to the door.
'Peeta?' I stop him when his hand is on the door-nob.
'Yeah?' he answers.
'Thank you, still' I say with gratitude.
His smile brightens more, brighten his eyes, 'Not a problem, I'll see you later Katniss'
'Yeah, see you later Peeta' I bid him goodbye and he leaves.
A few brief moments after Peeta left I hear murmurs through the door. I could only make a few words coming from him, like my name, 'awake' and 'better'. The talking stop and then there yet another visitor at my door, I never thought that I'd be this popular.
'Who is it?' I call out.
'Me' my mother answers from behind the door.
'Come in' I call back, with a slight hesitation the door opens slowly with a creak. She walks in and smiles at me.
'How are you feeling? She asks as she made her way to me.
I shrugged, 'Better, I guess' I make a move to stand again but she gently pushes me back down.
'Don't get up yet,' I nod, taking her advice for once, I settle my legs on the bed again and leaned back against the headboard, 'Katniss, I have to tell you something' she says, the seriousness intense in her voice, her expression the same.
'What's wrong with me?' I ask, frowning.
'Well nothing is…wrong with you, so to speak but I know why you fainted' she says wearily. It frustrates me that she can't just get to the point and tell me if I'm sick; I mean how bad could it be?
'Could you please stop talking in riddles and just tell me what wrong' I request, probably a bit harsher then needed, she was trying to help me.
'Katniss, I think you're pregnant' she says bluntly. My jaw drops and my blood runs cold, pregnant? How the hell could I be pregnant? That's not possible, it just can't be. I refuse to believe it.
'You think…you think I'm….pregnant?' I ask, when I get over the shock….slightly.
She nods, 'Yes I do'
'But that's not possible' I say shaking my head. There's no way in hell….at all.
My mother looks a little relieved at my statement, 'It's not? You and Gale haven't…?' the question quiet clear.
I shake my head again, at her misunderstanding what I said, 'No, no, well….yes but I was….on the pill' I tell her, fumbling to find the right words and feeling the blood flushing to my cheeks.
'Did you do…things…before you started taking the pill?' she questioned.
'I started taking it the morning after' I admitted, feeling my face flush again.
'Katniss, that's not how it works. You have to take it a few days before you can….be intimate' she informed me. But…I thought that….I was so sure that it would have been okay. They didn't tell us this at school…maybe they thought it was a given. Why didn't Sae tell us? Maybe she didn't know but I guess it wouldn't have made a difference anyway, since we had already done it.
'Shit…shit. This can't be happening' I say, finally voicing my thoughts. I never wanted this, I never wanted marriage, I never wanted a baby, I didn't want this.
'There's only a few things you can do about it Katniss' she says, like she was reading my mind, maybe I accidently said it out loud, 'and I know I haven't been around these past few years but I am not letting you get rid of this baby. If you try, I will tell Gale; this isn't only your choice. It's Gale's child to' if there even is a baby, I think.
'Have you been tired? Mood swings? Nausea? Sore?' I've definitely been tired, a lot but that was from long days and lots of hunting. Mood swings, I don't think I have, maybe and if I did I'm sure that Gale would've have mentioned something. The nausea came before I passed out and being sore, well again that was from long days and the hunting.
'Then I'm almost certain that you are pregnant' my mother affirms.
'That still doesn't explain why I fainted' I state, still in denial that I could possibly be pregnant.
'From what I can tell you haven't been eating enough and that's why you passed out' she explains.
'I've been eating the same things and the same amounts of food that I always do' I tell her.
'Yes, Katniss, but that isn't enough for most people your age and now you are eating for two' she says, gesturing to my stomach where the possible baby is. Eating for two? I already had to feed two, Prim and I. Now I have to feed three when I could hardly feed my sister some weeks.
'So basically I have to eat like a pig?' I ask with sad humour in my voice.
She shrugs, 'Essentially, drink lots of water and for god's sake Katniss be careful' she warns harshly.
'Yeah, yeah' I dismiss her with a wave of my hand.
'I mean it Katniss' she cautions.
'So do I' I snap back.
'Should I send Gale up?' she asks.
'No!' I shout unintentionally, she seems taken aback at my outburst, '...no, I want wait until I tell him….just for a bit' I say quieter.
'Katniss...' she starts with a disapproving tone in her voice, I shake my head at her before she can start.
'I promise I will tell him just not now, I need to get my head around it first' I explain and she seems to accept my reasoning with a nod of her head.
'Okay, I'll go get you some food then, you need to eat' she stand up and leaves the room before can answer.
'Okay' I say, even though no one was there to hear me.
I'm not okay anymore, I think as I stare at the wall blankly.
(Line Break)
Gale and I were lying on his bed, its night time, but we're doing nothing strenuous or in a sexual nature. Just in a comforting manner. His arms wrapped around me and my head laying on his chest, his thumb repetitively stroking my shoulder in a familiar pattern.
It's been a few days since I passed out. I only had to have one day of bed rest before I was allowed to move around, if it was any more than one day of sitting in a room, not being able to do anything I would've gone insane.
I haven't told Gale about the pregnancy yet. I wasn't sure it was true when my mother told me. Hell, I denied it, refused it but know I see the symptoms. Years ago, when I was younger, I would've denied it till the end; I would've rejected and refused the fact. Now I'm older, I understand things now. There's no way I can change this and there's no way to stop it. I used to think that abortion was murder; girls my age, all over the District that knew the right people or had the resources got abortions all the time. Mostly the girls from the Seam, some of them getting pregnant from being lured into Peacekeeper Cray's bed for food or money, some of them from being raped, any others were just purely accidents with boyfriends or affairs.
That was what I used to think but now that I'm in the same situation as they are, the exact same situation that I used to criticise others for getting themselves into, I called them irresponsible and stupid but now that the same thing has happened to me. Now I understand it differently, they didn't do it on purpose, they didn't want this but to their unfortunate luck it did happen but I'm not having an abortion, no matter how bad this may be.
I decided not to tell Gale until I couldn't cover it up anymore. If he figured it out by himself, I wouldn't deny it either.
'So tomorrow…' Gale says, interrupting my thoughts.
'Tomorrow?' I prompt.
'Yeah, I'm starting work' in the mines, I add mentally because I know he's reluctant to do so. I just nod; I can't find my voice to speak my thoughts.
'You're sure?' is the only thing I can find myself saying after minutes.
'Yes, it's getting hard to feed so many people' I feel guilty that his words are true and now we're just adding another mouth to feed along with all the others.
'Ok' I say reluctantly.
He pulls my head up from his chest and looks me in the eye, 'Hey, I'll never leave you, I promise' he tells me. I want to respond, to tell him that someday he will. He might leave when I tell him about this baby, he might die in the mines, or he might find someone that deserves him. Doesn't matter what happens, in the end, he'll leave me. Not wanting to ruin the mood with an argument I just resort to nodding again. He kisses my forehead and I rest my head back on his chest.
'Go to sleep,' he coos softly, moving his hand from my should too lightly playing with my hair, 'don't worry if I'm not here in the morning, I have to leave early' he tells me.
'When will you be coming back?' I find myself asking.
'Late,' is his insufficient answer, before I can ask more specifically he adds, 'I'll meet you at my house, yeah?' he asks.
'Yeah'
I let myself listen to the reassuring thrum of Gale's heartbeat, lulling me to sleep in his strong arms.
(Line Break)
The next morning I woke up in a cold bed. As my hand grope the sheets there is definitely no Gale, but a note. I rub the sleep out of my eyes and try to read it through my grogginess.
Katniss,
I didn't know if you remember our conversation last night, so I left this note in case. I left very early this morning for work; I'll meet you at my house tonight. Remember, I'll never leave you. I intend to keep that promise in every aspect.
I love you,
Gale
I smile at his thoughtfulness and set the note aside. I got out of bed reluctantly and got changed. Judging from outside it was about mid-morning so I still had time for breakfast, of I had any food.
I walked through the narrow hallway, to the kitchen.
'Morning' a gruff voice says from the table. I yelp in surprise to find Blade sitting at the table, drinking some water and reading a book leisurely.
'What are you doing here?' I sigh. It's a pretty useless question. Blade is Blade; he does what he wants, when he wants.
'Waiting for you to get your lazy ass outta bed' he grunts in answers, marking his page and putting the book down.
'And why would that be?' I question, arching an eyebrow at him.
'I'm going to take you out today' he declares. I look at him with a puzzled expression, my brows furrowing.
'Where?'
'In town' he answers.
'Why?'
He shrugs, 'Thought you would like to do some shopping'
…shopping? Since when have I ever gone shopping? What so I need to shop for…? 'For what?'
He smiles at me, 'Food, clothes, anything you want really,' I'm about to ask him why he is doing this before he adds, 'maybe some baby clothes…' his smile turns in a smirk when he sees my expression.
My eyes widen, as large as dinner plates and my mouth hanging open slightly, 'You…know?' I utter the words through my shock.
He nods, 'Yes, I do, and before you go around pointing fingers at people and accusing. No, your mother didn't tell me. I figured it out for myself,' he tells me, leaning back in the chair, 'it wasn't hard either'
'How?' I find myself asking yet another question, like one of those stupid shows hosted by Caesar Flickerman, in the Capitol.
'I wasn't always alone Katniss, I had a family once too' he points out. The thought is almost forge in, thinking of Blade caring for other people besides his family. He might've had a wife and children, which would explain how he figured out that I was pregnant. I try to picture him with middle aged women on his arm and a few children by his side. I manage to picture it in my mind but the thing I have trouble with is imagining Blade with a warm look in his eyes, instead of the cold, distant ones that he has now.
'What happened to them?' I ask quietly.
His smirk falters, 'Well darlin, that's a sob story for another time' his voice emotionless and his eyes hollow. His cocky cover expression comes over his face when he realises that I'm still here and watching him.
'Well, come on darlin, times a wasting. We need to get going if we want to get there before everything closes' he says, waving me off with his hands.
I decide to take my chances and go with him. I think it was mostly out of curiosity, when he mentioned that he had a family, I wanted to know more about it. I wanted to find out if there was a good side to Blade, despite how hard it was to believe that there would any other side then to him, other than the asshole one.
I fix myself a quick breakfast, scrapping what food is left in my cupboards; maybe I did need to go…shopping. Even the thought is foreign to me, I hunt. I didn't have any money to buy food or anything really for that matter but then my mother came back, with Blade and even though I have been hating and pushing both of them away, both of them have been trying to help me. My mother, trying to mend our relationship, even Blade was trying to help…in his own weird way.
The start of the walk was quiet; we were strolling down the streets in a leisurely pace. You could hear to mockingjay's singing in the distance and see the black smoke rising from the mines. My mind immediately drifts to Gale, hoping that he was ok, wondering if he was doing ok on his first day on the job and wondering when he'll come back.
I was so deep in thought that I didn't notice Blade wrapping a protective arm around my waist. Just as I was about to ask him what the fuck did he think he was doesn't, he shushed me.
'Shhh, be quiet, Katniss' he whispers, barley moving his lips as he did and still looking ahead, acting as if he had said nothing.
'What's going on?' I shout-whisper at him but taking his lead, I don't move my head to look at him and I try to not make my jaw movements large.
'There are people following us' he whispers back.
I scowl and clench my fists in front of me as I ask, 'Who?'
His arm that's around me pulls me closer to him, in a protective manner, 'I don't know, I didn't see their faces' he answers.
'Fuck,' I curse, clenching my jaw, 'how many?'
'About three' he looks at me from the corner of his eye, evaluating my reaction.
'What do we do?' I ask, looking at him the same way he is looking at me.
'You're not doing anything in your condition, just keep walking. You're slowing your pace, you'll tip them off' so I pick up the original pace as best I can, Blade matches my strides.
'Right, then what are you going to do?' I question.
I see his signature smirk cross his face, he shrugs but only enough for me to notice, 'Scare the shit out of them' he answers.
'How are you going to do that?' I unclench my fists, putting my hands back by me side, trying to make myself look as natural as possible.
'They'll be coming closer soon, don't change your body language and act the same as you were before' he commands and I listen. I try to loosen my walk a little, not look so stiff and alert.
'How are you going to scare the shit out of them then?' I whisper to him.
'To do that darlin, I'm going to beat the shit outta of them' he whispers back.
'What?' I ask alarmed. I can't see these people following us but apparently he can so I'm just going to have to trust his judgement here.
He pulls us into a secluded alleyway and keeps walking as we did on the street. He gives me a, what I suppose is a reassuring squeeze, 'Wait,' he commands, his face in concentration, '…3…2…1' he counts down and as he gets to one he unwraps his arm from my waist and brings it behind my head.
I don't have to time to wonder what the fuck he's doing before he blocks a blow to my head with his forearm. He twist his body and pushes me behind him, I stumble and fall, with the other hand his fist connects with the attackers jaw.
I watch the fight commence from the ground. There are three attackers, all in black, all with masks on so I can't identify any of them. The one that Blade hit backs of a little as the other two advance on either side on Blade, and he laughs, he actually laughs, I'm starting to think that my step-father is crazy.
The two men send each other confused looks but then put their focus back on Blade. The man on the right takes a step forward and a terrifying snarl rips through Blade's throat. The men hesitate for a second, reconsidering their intentions.
Despite the threat the Blade poses to them, the third man comes backs, wiping the blood from his now broken nose and giving his companions a stern look of authority and with that they all advance as a group, from all different directions.
The on one the left attack's first, he swings a right hook, aiming for blade's head, but my step-father is quicker then he looks, Blade ducks, the man over balances form the momentum of his punch. Blade comes closer to his and sends a powerful knee to the attacker's stomach, he doubles over in pain. Blade takes a step back and sends a strong kick to the man's face, a sickening crack wrung through the alleyway as Blade's foot connects with his face. The man's head flies to the side as he crumples to the ground, unconscious.
The other two men, as am I, are startled by the skill that Blade showed. Finally, my hunter kicks in. I pull myself off the ground quickly; ready to help, to fight off one of the men, to help Blade. I'm about to surge forward but an arm wraps around my neck and a hand over my mouth. I scream against the hand, but it doesn't come out a loud as intended, the hand muffling it.
'Quiet, little girl. Keep still and it'll all be over' a man's voice says beside my ear. I try to kick behind me, hoping that my foot will come into contact with the knee or something that will do come damage. I bite down as hard as I can on the man's hand, his blood filling my mouth with a metallic, tangy taste.
His screams fill my ears but it work. He realises me, clutching his injured hand.
'I am not little girl' I growl at him.
'you bitch!' he screams at me. Before I can register it, his fist comes flying at my face. It connects with my cheek, sending me sprawling to the ground. The painful sting is all I can feel. He seems to shake the pain off as he comes walking towards me. He brings his foot back, aiming to kick my stomach. The years of hunting helps me as I jump up quickly, dodging his blow.
He puts up a defensive position and I do too. We circle each other, waiting for either of us to strike. Apparently patience isn't one of his qualities and he sends another punch to, aiming for my stomach this time. I drop to the floor just in time and swipe my leg across my body, sending him to the ground. He lands on his hands and knees; I swing my leg at his head in an attempt to knock him unconscious. He rolls away and jumps back up just in time, like I did before. I snarl at him and he smirks back which makes me angrier.
He's just toying with you, focus, Katniss, I think to myself.
I bring my fists to the front of my face, in a defensive position, like a boxer. I'm about to strike him when a fist punches him straight across his face, from the side, knocking him flat to the ground.
I look up to see the owner of the fist, Blade. He has a full blown grin on his face. The man manages to get back, Blade and I ready but he turns and runs. I start to run after him but Blade grabs my arm and shakes his head.
'We can't just let him get away!' I exclaim, pointing in the direction that he ran in.
Blade shakes his head again, 'Darlin, wherever he's going, they'll be more of them there' I nod in understanding, it makes sense and it's a logical assumption.
'What the others, the three of them?' I inquire.
Blade grins in triumph, 'Knocked one out and the other two gathered their buddy up and legged it. Came over here to take care of your one' he tells me.
I narrow my eyes at him, 'I was doing fine by myself' I assure.
He nods at me, 'Yeah, I know, I saw a few of those moves you pulled, where'd you learn them?' he asks, his voice almost in awe.
I shrugged, 'They just came naturally I guess' I didn't really know where they came from. Maybe play fighting with Gale when we were younger but I don't remember ever doing anything that advanced.
'You're a natural fighter, darlin' he smiles proudly at me which makes me grin too.
'And apparently so are you, for an old man' I point out, he took one three of them at a time. I looked over him he wasn't badly injured, some cuts here and there and a large bruise swelling in his jaw.
He shrugs, still grinning, 'Maybe, maybe not, I had training, you didn't. He got you good across the face though' he says, point to my left cheek.
'Yeah, lucky shot. I gave him a bruise or two' I say, smirking in satisfaction.
'Good. Did they get you anywhere else? Did get hurt your stomach?' he asked, worry leaking through his voice.
I shake my head, 'No, he missed, barely' I add. If I hadn't been quick enough he would've.
He nods, 'Good, we'll go back go mine. Your needs to fix up your cheek, might need stiches' he informs me, I groan.
We start walking back to Blade's house after checking that we both didn't have any extensive damage. Out of nowhere Blade starts laughing heartily and slings an arm around my shoulders.
'What the hell are you laughing at?' I look at him like he's a psycho.
He shakes his head, chuckling, 'Nothing, just that this is the most fun I've had since I got here' he laughs again and I grin at him.
Maybe Blade isn't so bad.
AN: so there it is. I hope this was ok, I spent days going over it and changing things, I didn't really like this but yeah. Some people were asking about Blade and for more of him so I liked that part. This was also a long chapter to make up for the lateness : ). Oh! And Katniss is finally pregnant, everyone who guessed was right. Anyway, thanks, until next time (which will hopefully be sooner)! Leave your thoughts and questions.
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