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Real or Not Real? By Olivia Isbill

Chapter 9

Katniss POV

I wake up the next morning and I roll over. Peeta is downstairs already. He always seems to wake up before me. Only yesterday, had I woken up before he had. I walk over into the bathroom and jump in the shower. After I had my shower I put on some sweats and a T-shirt, and walk downstairs. Peeta isn't in the kitchen making breakfast. I walk out of the kitchen and into the living room. He's not on the couch, or anywhere else in there. I look in the bathroom downstairs but he isn't there either. Not anywhere in my house. I slide on my boots and walk outside. I walk across my lawn, and step on the porch to Peeta's house. I knock on the door but there is no answer. I step inside and see Peeta lying on the floor. I walk over to Peeta.

"Peeta?" I say confused. "Why are you lying on the floor?"

He says nothing. I start to shake him a bit. "Peeta get off the floor." I say.

He opens his eyes. He has a weird look in his eyes. I don't think he knows why he is there.

"Katniss?" He sits up. "Where am I?"

"You're on the floor at your house. I woke up and came over here, you were on the floor." I say.

"I don't remember why..." He says scratching his head. "Oh! I remember tripping, I think I tripped and fell. I hit my head." I take a look at his head and he has a small bump on the back of it. It's bleeding.

"Peeta, it's bleeding. Let me go get you some bandages." I say and stand up. I walk into the bathroom and grab a cloth. I ran some hot water on it. I walked back into the living room and knelt back down next to Peeta.

"Here" I say as I put the cloth on his head. "Hold it on your head. I'll go grab some food."

He nods as I stand up. I walk into the kitchen and grab some peaches out of the fridge. I grab two bowls from the cabinets and two spoons from a drawer. I pour the peaches into the bowls and walk back into the living room. Peeta moved himself to the couch. I sat down next to him and gave him some peaches. We both ate all of our peaches. I check his head and it has seemed to stop bleeding. I grab the cloth from Peeta and toss it in the trash. I lean over and kiss him on the cheek. "Is your head hurting at all?" I ask him.

"Not really, just a little, but I'm fine." He says putting his arms around me. I lean my head on his shoulder. We sit like this for a little bit. Then he says.

"Yesterday, I was thinking about everything. The first hunger games, The Quarter Quell, Our first day of school, the pearl I gave you, and some other things…Hijacking things." He says, his voice is shaky.

"It's okay Peeta; I know it's hard to talk about those things. The things that they did to you, but it's all okay, everything is fine Peeta." I say, trying to comfort him.

"Thank you." He says. His voice is steady now. He's all better. I start to remember stuff too. I remember him in the hospital in thirteen. The first night I went into to see him he yelled at me and called me a mutt. I knew he didn't mean it but it still hurt. The next time I went in after that we talked about our favorite colors, and kissing. He asked about Gale. I said he was a good kisser too. Peeta asked if it was okay, me kissing both of them. I didn't ask for either of their permission. Then he said I sure was a piece of work. I knew then that he wouldn't see me as the perfect girl he always knew me as. He had recognized my flaws. I remember running and sitting and just crying. My time in thirteen was never the best. It always felt like a prison.

I sit up after a while. "Be right back." I say and head out the door. I run over to my house and run upstairs. I rush to my nightstand and open the top drawer, I move a few things around then I find it. The pearl. The pearl Peeta had given me while we on the beach in the Quarter Quell. I run out the door and rush up the to the porch of Peeta's house. I step inside.

"Close your eyes." I say and walk over toward Peeta.

"Okay." He says and obeys. He closes his eyes and just sits there. I walk over and sit back next to him. I grab his hand and open it up. I drop the pearl and his hand and say "Open." He opens his eyes and holds out the pearl.

"You kept it?" He asks looking at the beautiful pearl.

"Of course, you gave it to me, why wouldn't I keep it?" I say giving him a sweet smile. He smiles back and hands me the pearl. I put it in my pocket and resume my place with my head on his shoulder. My stomach starts to hurt. I have no idea why. It feels like something erupted in my stomach, and it does not feel good.

"Peeta, my stomach hurts really bad, can I lay down?" I ask holding onto my stomach.

"Of course, I'll take you upstairs." He says. He picks me up and I wrap my arms around his neck. He carries me upstairs and lays me on his bed. He covers me up with a blanket and turns to leave the room. But I grab his arm before he can start to leave.

"Don't leave me." I say, I'm getting tired, I can feel the sleep creeping up to get me. My eyes begin to droop.

"I would never leave you." He says casually, as if it's nothing. But it's not anything. Peeta is the sweetest, kindest person I have ever met; He always has the right things to say. The perfect things to say. And I know he is always there for me.

I grab his hand and put it on my cheek I hold it there. It is still there when I fall asleep.

I wake up the next day I my stomach is worse than the day before, I can barely move without feeling a huge pain in my chest. This goes on for at least a week. Peeta is worried about me. He said I need to go to the hospital. We get tickets for a train to the Capitol. The next morning I'm on a train with Peeta on my way to the Capitol. When we reach the Capitol, we catch a cab to the hospital. My stomach is aching and it hurts really bad. We reach the hospital and Peeta signs me in. After about ten minutes I am called into a room and the nurse asks me what the problem is. Peeta explains what has been going on. She asks me to take some simple tests and I don't object. After about an hour of waiting in the room with Peeta, she walks back into the room.

"Okay, well we have your test results, ." Hearing that name makes me smile. I forgot about my new last name.

"Okay, so what's wrong with me?" I ask. "Why is my stomach doing this?"

"Well here, just read this, I think it will explain everything." She hands me an envelope and walks out of the room, shutting the door behind her.

"We better open it." Says Peeta. I open the envelope then unfold the paper. Peeta see's the shock on my face and grabs the letter. He reads it, and then says.

"Oh my gosh, Katniss. You're Pregnant."