I guess it was a little late when I woke up. I walked out into the dining room and saw my prep team. What were they doing here? Where is Peeta?
"Morning sweetheart," Haymitch said from the corner of the room.
"Haymitch what's going on?!"
"Sweetheart, don't stress so much," he smirked over at me raising his glass.
"Where is Peeta," I demanded of him, I was done with games.
"He's training. You will only go to your private session with the game makers. You shouldn't be doing much."
"Why are you here Cinna," I turned back to him.
"I want to fit you for your wedding dress. I thought wearing it in the interview would be a good idea, since you never got to wear it," the engagement, I remembered.
"Okay, but I don't want to show anything."
"You wont."
"You will have to tell Panem sometime," Haymitch said.
"I don't care, Cinna if you could follow me." I walked off to my room.
After what seemed like forever the fitting was done and I was sitting on the bed in sweat pants and a shirt of Peeta's. Dinner would be served soon, but I really wasn't hungry. Tomorrow I would have to have my private session with the game makers, and the day after that I would have the interview. Haymitch was right, I did need to calm down, but I couldn't.
"Kat, can I come in," Peeta knocked on the door. He had taken to calling me Kat now.
"Yeah," he walked in and over to me.
"I missed you at training," he kissed my forehead, "I love you."
"I love you too."
"I've been thinking about the name, maybe Gale Cinna Rye Mellark isn't the best name."
"What name were you thinking?"
"Maybe just Gale Cinna Mellark."
"Dammit Katniss," he said jumping up, "I love you! You are having my baby! You need to pick! Right now. Him or me? Because you can't have us both as a boyfriend."
"Peeta, I love you."
"Well I Refuse to have MY kid named after him! Tell me where that's fair to me?! Tell me! Because I don't see it. I know what you do with him and I've watched you two kiss. I've seen how you look at him Katniss! You don't look at me like that. I could just as easily choose to believe your in love with him. But I don't, because I'm in love with you. Maybe everything here is just an act for you, but it's not for me. It's real. I'm not walking away yet, but if you choose him, if you name MY kid after him. Then I'm walking away. This isn't fair for me Katniss." He looked like he was about to cry, his eyes were wet and turning red. I already had tears streaming down my face, he knew I loved him. I said the only thing that came to my mind.
"He's my best friend Peeta."
"Have fun Katniss. Enjoy your kid. Gale will be very happy."
"Peeta! Its not like that and you know it!"
"THEN HOW IS IT KATNISS?! YOU CHOOSE THIS! YOU MADE THIS DESICION WITHOUT ME! YOU CHOOSE HIM!"
"Don't look at it like that! I love you!"
"I HAVE NO OTHER WAY TO LOOK AT IT!"
"ITS A NAME PEETA! WE CAN CHANGE IT IF YOU WANT!"
"Do what you want," he walked out and slammed the door shut. I never meant to hurt him like that, it was a name. I wasn't in love with Gale, at least, not anymore. He was just my best friend.
I walked into the bathroom and got out a cloth and ran some water over it. I held it to my face and hoped it would make my eyes look like I hadn't been crying. I decided a shower would help. I took off my clothes to get in. I turned on the water and was about to get in when something caught my eyes, there was something in my underwear. I half screamed in horror. I sat down to try and catch my breath. This isn't happening. It can't be. Peeta and me had a fight, thats all. This part was not happening. I looked down and saw the same thing on the floor. I started crying and put on a bathrobe. My stomach was starting to hurt now. I walked to the door. I wanted to scream for Peeta.
"HAYMITCH," I screamed, I wanted Peeta, but that wasn't what came out of my mouth. The pain in my stomach was awful. I sat down on the floor hoping he would come. I felt sick. I grabbed a trashcan that was beside me and got sick. I was a mess. I gripped my stomach as another burst of pain tore through me, "HELP," I yelled as a last resort.
"Katniss," I saw Peeta running down the hall. He knelt down next to me and wrapped an arm around me, "Katniss, whats wrong?"
"Get Haymitch. Now," I kept crying. He got up and went out toward the dining room. I heard what sounded like a panicked conversation before I heard footsteps. Peeta came back over to me, with Haymitch beside him.
"What's going on," Haymitch said looking straight at me. I looked up at Peeta then looked back to Haymitch.
"My stomach really hurts," I said holding it.
"Okay, maybe it's just some false labor pains, or did your water break?"
"She could be in labor," Peeta looked horrified. I looked up at them both.
"I'm bleeding."
A/N: Cliffhanger! Just wondering though, in future lovemaking scenes between Katniss and Peeta, would you, the reader, be okay with it being wrote out and mildly detailed? Not much just the general actions. Let me know what you think, also any names you would like for the baby. Girl and boy, one each please. Love everyone who reads the story!