The school year runs from September 17th to May 31st in this story. Just to let you know.
I just wanted to say this:
Kovu1011, you are funny. You said, "Oh no Katniss might be preggers! A peeniss baby could be on the way!" in your review. it just made me crack up…okay, on with the chapter now!
Chapter 29 – Katniss's POV
It has been three weeks since Christmas. I had made Peeta drive me to the store so I could pick up some pregnancy test thingys. I took the bag from under the sink in the bathroom and followed the instructions.
The three times I did it, I still couldn't believe it. "Peeta!" I shouted. He came running in the bathroom.
"What is it?"
"Look." I pointed to the sink. There were three in it, all showing positive.
"Oh my God." I buried my face in his chest and started to cry. "I'm gonna-"
"Peeta, I can't do this! I can't do this!"
He pulled me away from him and put his arms on my shoulders. "Yes you can. I know you can."
"Peeta, I'm only seventeen!"
"I know, but we-we can do this." His eyes were watery, but he never let a tear drop.
"I don't want anyone to know, but I'll show. I just know it!" I was crying harder than I was earlier.
"Look, babe, you're really thin. Like, almost unhealthy thin. You could go a month or two without showing. If you really work at hiding it and pretend you're gaining healthy weight, you can make it to the end of the school year." She stopped crying for a moment. "And the baby will most likely be born before school starts up again. We could hire a nanny or something. Okay?"
"I guess I can try. I don't really have another choice do I?" I hugged him again. My chin rested on his shoulder. "You're going to be a father!" I whispered. Tears ran down my face again. "I'm so scared."
"We should call your mother."
"What?" I stared at him. "Oh, fuck no!" I was yelling, but then I lowered my voice. "Why?"
"She's going to visit this summer and when you're bulging, she's gonna want to know what's up. It'd be better if you told her now. Like months ago when we first had sex." I closed my eyes and looked back. She wasn't that mad, but only because I wasn't pregnant. Now I was and it was all because we were drunk. "Do you want me to talk to her?"
"We both will." I went to the kitchen and grabbed a tissue and dabbed my eyes with it. Then I went to the phone and took a deep breath. I dialed the number mom had left us and put it on speaker phone.
My mom answered and said, "Hello?"
"Hi mom, it's Katniss and Peeta."
"Hey! How's it going? You doing okay?" I looked at Peeta and he nodded for me to continue.
"Yeah, we just wanted to tell you something."
"You sound worried. Is everything okay, baby?"
"Yeah. It's okay. I just-" I couldn't say it. "Peeta, can you say it?" I started to cry again.
"Hi Lilian!"
"Hi Peeta. What is it you need to tell me?"
"Um, well. I'll just start from the beginning."
"I won't interrupt you."
He took a breath and began. "So Katniss and I had dinner with Haymitch on Christmas. He gave us wine and we got drunk. Then we, uh."
"I think I understand so far."
"Thanks for not making me say it."
"What happened after that?"
"So we were drunk and had no idea what was happening or what was going on and-I'm just going to say it! Katniss is pregnant." There was silence on the other end. I was sitting in a chair and had my head down on the table. I got up and walked to the phone.
"Mom, I'm so sorry. But Peeta and I decided we were going to keep it and that we can hide it for the rest of the school year." I bit my lip. "I will take care of it and love it. Mom, please understand! We didn't mean for this to happen!"
Peeta walked off and hit his fist on the wall. "It's all my fault."
"No, Peeta it's both of us."
"No Katniss! I was supposed to take care of you and keep you away from trouble. Now you are going to have a baby!"
"Well, I forced you into it."
"I could have said no. I could have said, 'no, we are too drunk.' But I didn't. I went along with it and didn't protect you."
"Kids!" My mom's voice came from the phone. We both went silent. "Thank you. I am very, very upset with both of you for being careless. Even if you weren't pregnant I would still be quite angry that you drank." She paused. "Now, you really need to keep this a secret. I only want you to tell Prim and the Hawthornes. Understand? Not even your family, Peeta"
"Mom, I won't let you down." I looked at Peeta.
"I won't tell anyone else." He said.
"You better not. Now Peeta, just because you were influenced by a careless teacher, I am letting you have this one. Also because you are the father. Take care of Katniss, take care of Prim, and take care of that baby. No matter what. Do you understand?"
"Yes."
"I have to go, but I will talk to you two later." She sighed and hung up the phone.
"We are in so much trouble!" I covered my face with my hands. "Prim!" I yelled through the tears. She came running downstairs and into the kitchen.
"What? Katniss, what's wrong?"
"Prim, come here." I pulled a chair out for her to sit in. Peeta sat on the edge of the table.
"Katniss, are you okay?"
"I'm fine. For now."
"What do you mean for now?"
"Prim, don't hate me or Peeta or anybody for this okay?"
"Peeta, did you hurt her?"
He opened his mouth, but I spoke for him. "No! He would never hurt me. Just listen." She sighed and propped her head up with her arm. "I'm pregnant."
"What?"
"She said she's pregnant."
"Oh, God! Oh my God!" She stood up and started pacing. "Why in hell would you go and get pregnant, Katniss?"
"I didn't mean to!"
"Did Peeta force you to do it?" She went to him and raised a hand to hit him, but he stood still.
"Prim, I didn't force Katniss to do anything." He explained to her what happened. "We are only telling you and the Hawthornes. We already told your mom."
"Oh my God! Oh my God!" Her cries turned into laughter. "Will I be able to take care of her and play with her?"
"Prim, we don't know if it's going to be a boy or a girl."
"Well, what do you want it to be?"
I looked at Peeta. He said, "Boy." I nodded.
"Let's go tell the Hawthornes." I got up and went to the car. Prim and Peeta followed.