Author's Note: I decided I'm going to do back and forth with the point of views. Therefore this chapter will be from Peeta's pov and the next one will be from Katniss' cuz' it would be weird if I just did random Povs ya' know? Okay well I hope you like this chapter and PLEASE review!. I know how it can be a drag,but I kinda feel like you guys don't like it if you don't give me any feed back. I mean let's be serious. I've probably read over a thousand fanfics and that includes just plain bad ones. THEY will have over 200 reviews. The bad ones get reviews? I mean come on people! So just PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE REVIEW!
Disclaimer: I don't own The Hunger Games.
Ch.5
"Would you stop moping around!? Jeez Peeta I've been raiding your bakery for the last five minutes and you haven't said a thing." The corners of my mouth twist up. "I'm Just dealing with a lot Delly."
"Well what exactly are you dealing with?" She plops onto the counter.
"Dell would you get off the counter. I'd rather the cookies not taste like Delly ass."
"I will let you know my ass taste amazing." We both furrow our eyebrows as soon as the words leave her mouth.
I let out a laugh and she smiles. Snatching her off the counter like a toddler,I set her on the floor. She sighs in defeat and frowns. "Petey whats wrong?"
"That name. Please never call me Petey again." She laughs,but doesn't let up.
"I'm serious. Tell me." Hesitantly,I look over at her. She's giving her 'I'm your best friend look.'
"I just did something really stupid and now I have to deal with it. Okay? It's nothing to be worried about. I can handle it." That was the biggest lie I've ever told. I couldn't handle a baby. In fact I haven't spoken to Katniss since she told me. It's been two days since my life had drastically changed.
I can't believe I was one of those teenagers. The ones that do everything wrong. The ones that parents tell there kids not to be acquainted with. Apparently I have two weaknesses,I couldn't pass math and I couldn't put on a condom correctly.
If Mom found out she was going to murder me. Our reputation would be ruined. 'The nice baker's family' would turn into 'The nice baker's family and that one screw up.' Dad would shun me. Dill would feel bad for me and Rye would tell me what an idiot I was then congratulate me on 'getting some.'
After Delly leaves I feel like a dick. If I felt like this I wonder how Katniss must feel. I needed to suck it up for her.
When my shift ends I make my way to my car. As I slide into it I swallow hard. Once I arrive at her house I'm almost positive I'm going to puke.
This is your fault. Your going to fix it. Your going to be there for her. Your going to not cry like a baby. Your going to walk to her door and-what about Mom? Do not think of your abusive mother. Think of Katniss and a sweet little baby. I'm sixteen. Your mature for your age. Relax. Breath. Don't puke.
I knock on the door only to be greeted by a little blonde haired girl. "Hi."
"Prim I told you not to answer it." Katniss' soothing voice makes its appearance. "Oh. Your here."
"Yeah. I thought we could talk about the uh the issue?" I wince at how it sounds coming from my mouth.
"Sure. Come in." Prim had happily retreated down the hall to what I assumed was her bedroom.
"I'm three months." She says in a matter of factly tone.
"Okay." I begin slowly,honestly surprised she was getting straight to it. "That gives us six months to figure out what to do."
"No that gives you six months to figure out what to do." My eyes widen when she pulls up her shirt to reveal her stomach. A small bump noticable.
"I'm going to keep getting fatter." I open my mouth to tell her she's not fat,but she waves it away. "People are going to notice. Their going to wonder who the father is and their going to call me a slut." I swallowed thickly. "Peeta" She breathes. "You don't have to worry about anything." I don't have to worry about anything? Of course I did.
"It's my baby too. I'll help. I'll tell people it's mine. Please don't think you're in this alone." Her eyes start to water and she mutters something about pregnancy hormones. I admit it was a hard thing to say and maybe I shouldn't have,but after all I am Peeta Mellark and I do always try to do the right thing.
"Look Peeta I just-I don't." She pauses. "I don't want to be pregnant!" She yells it so loud I can't help but flinch.
"Your pregnant?" I hear a fragile voice ask. I turn around and find Katniss Everdeen's mother in the door way staring at us in shock.
"M-mom. I thought you worked tell six."
Some More Of An Author's Note: Okay I know it's not the most exciting chapter,but come on I had to throw some best friend action in there. If some of you are like "I thought the mom was depressed?" Well she was,but not any more . I mean she's still a little fragile,but that's about it. Okay well I hope you liked this chapter. Ta ta for now and please PLEASE REVIEW! (Just send a few my way?)
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