AUTHORS NOTE: Hi everyone! :D So I have the new Fitness story up and I would love for you all to check that out :P
IMPORTANT AND YOU BETTER READ THIS!
Okay so there is this really awesome band and they are called, Spencer's Own. You can find them on Facebook and they have Twitter. Just like me :P So check them out and if they sang at your middle school, feel free to tag yourself in the pictures they took :D They were in West Virginia yesterday! My state baby ;) They sang at our middle school today and they were AMAZING.
So I want all of you that are reading this, to review and tell me your beautiful. Because all of you are. You can PM me if you have any problems. I also don't mind if you PM me just to talk, needing information, wanting me to make more stories, or want my account names for different websites so you can find me ;) Just ask and I will gladly give them to you :D But make sure you tell me how beautiful you all are. Okay? I expect lots ;)
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Chapter 17 (KPOV)
"Mistake." I vaguely hear Peeta tell us. My arm is hurting tremendously and I can hardly stand the feeling of the tendon cut off. I growl down to Peeta as I shield my kids. They are crying and watching Finnick nurse my open arm. They try to help to but I won't let them. Hopefully they will forget about this as they grow up. I don't want this to burden them.
The police travel up the stairs slowly. I could care less if I go to jail for this. Heck I could care less about anything right now. As long as I still have Finnick and the kids, I'm the best I will ever be.
When the police and nurses rush into the room, they all surround the dead body on our floor. They look down to the bloodied knife then look at me. They think I did this? It can't be. If I did it wouldn't make sense. Why would I bring Finnick, and my babies if I did this? That's what I thought.
The officers seem to draw up the same conclusion as they go to the back to take the other man that intruded our home. Caleb and Arria are still crying and I pat down their hair, even if it physically kills me, I will comfort them. The both cuddle up to me and Finnick silently takes them up to their rooms.
Luckily the blood did not stain my floors and the nurses insist on cleaning it up while my arm is healing. I deny but they end up doing it anyway. One of the police men knows how to stitch and the nurses decide to clean the mess up. This makes no sense but, I get a free clean for my house. So I'm good with it.
The office instructs me to sit down and I hear Finnick still putting the kids to sleep. The officer takes out a needle and some thread. He begins to pierce my skin, bit by bit.
"I'm sorry this has happened to you. My name is Beetee." He tells me. I smile sadly at him, despite the situation I shouldn't be smiling at all. But his name sounds familiar.
"Do you by any chance know Maggs?" I ask him. He smiles up to me and nods.
"I married her not to long ago." That's where I knew him! I was at Magg's wedding about three months ago. Magg's was always the person you would go to for advice when you were younger, older, you didn't really have to have an age category. If you needed help, she would be there.
"That's right. I went to your wedding." I try to reminisced as the bottle of rubbing alcohol gets dumped into my cut repeatedly, to make sure that nothing went into my system. The burning sensation doesn't stop as he starts putting peroxide on the cut.\
It is sore and very tender now. I watch as the needle finally gets to my skin. In and out. Tie a knot then repeat. In and out. Tie a knot and repeat. In and out. The process repeats about thirty more times. Beetee managed to keep up a good conversation, even though we know what happened only moments ago in this very spot.
One by one, the police and nurses slowly exit my house. Nothing could be done about the men. They were dead. I didn't have to go to court, unless I was missing anything, then they would give me money for that. They did, however, give us money for the doors the two men broke down on their way in. The money belonged to the two men.
I slowly climb the stairs and run into Finnick, coming around the corner. Finnick looks down to me, then to my arm. He takes a closer look at it then grimaces.
"I hate blood." He tells me. I agree with a nod of the head. I am too tired for words. Finnick seems to understand but he picks me up. I don't protest as he gently sets us down in the bed. I notice that Arria and Caleb come in the room, running, to see if I was okay.
"Are you okay mommy? Can I kiss it to make it better?" They question frantically. Soon my whole arm was covered in kisses and I smile at them.
"Thank you so much! I feel so much better already. You guys are miracles!" I tell them proudly. I feel a little better. The burning sensation of the alcohol has toned down and it's a little bit less sore than before.
"Do you want to sleep with mommy and daddy tonight?" I ask them. They both nod and Caleb gets in the middle of Finnick and I. Arria get's right in front of me and clings to my side. Finnick soothingly rubs my arm for a moment and when I'm almost asleep he brings the blanket up to our chins. He throws his long arm over all of us and I pray I don't have any nightmares.
I pray the kids don't have any nightmares.
(FPOV)
I slowly wake up and check to see if everyone is here. The kids are in the bed and I guess Katniss is the one downstairs. I slowly unhook the kids from my arm and I tiptoe downstairs.
There she is, making breakfast. She is only using one arm though so I run over to here to help. I take the pan from here hand with a small grin. She gasps and then smiles.
"Okay I know I'm not that stealthy." I tell her. She must be tired or was really consumed in what she was doing. She smiles and just turns around. Why isn't she talking?
"Are you okay honey?" I ask. Katniss looks back to me and blood spurts out everywhere. I see no hole in her skin and she just stands there, smiling. I try to cover up the skin, trying to get the blood to stop. She just stands there the whole time. Not moving.
"Katniss!" I scream. Finally blood is pouring from every opening on her.
I wake up with a terrifying start and I immediately search for Katniss and the kids. They are all safe, laying down beside me. Katniss stirs awake and looks over to me.
"Are you okay?" She asks as she hops out of bed. She comes over to my side of the bed and sweeps my matted hair off of my forehead. I nod and take in big gulps of air.
"As long as you guys are still here." I tell her and consume her in a hug, careful to not hurt her arm. Katniss kisses my cheek and she smiles at me.
"We're not going anywhere." She confirms. I smile up at her.
"I love you guys." I notice the kids are watching us and they hop up.
"I love you to!" They scream happily. I smile and them and we all walk down the stairs. We get the table set out and this time, nothing freaky happens to Katniss.
"You guys are the best." Katniss tells us as she sets all of our food down on the table. We all smile up at her as she takes a seat.
"We know!" All three of us, Arria, Caleb, and I tell Katniss. Katniss smirks at us and we all dig in.
We're not going anywhere.
A/N: Hi everyone! :D So I have the new Fitness story up and I would love for you all to check that out :P
IMPORTANT AND YOU BETTER READ THIS!
Okay so there is this really awesome band and they are called, Spencer's Own. You can find them on Facebook and they have Twitter. Just like me :P So check them out and if they sang at your middle school, feel free to tag yourself in the pictures they took :D They were in West Virginia yesterday! My state baby ;) They sang at our middle school today and they were AMAZING.
So I want all of you that are reading this, to review and tell me your beautiful. Because all of you are. You can PM me if you have any problems. I also don't mind if you PM me just to talk, needing information, wanting me to make more stories, or want my account names for different websites so you can find me ;) Just ask and I will gladly give them to you :D But make sure you tell me how beautiful you all are. Okay? I expect lots ;)
Also you can follow me on Twitter at, DixAlittleangel. I know it cuts out the 'a' or at. So please use that little sign when you look me up ;) I promise I will follow you back :D
