Finding the Missing Piece: Book 3

Chapter Twenty-Eight

Peeta POV- (A few hours later)

"Katniss?" I call, walking out into the hallway.

I find her asleep at the end of the stairs.

I quietly walk down and sit down next to her sleeping body.

"Katniss?" I whisper softly, placing my hand on her back.

She doesn't move for a second until I guess she realizes I'm near. She let's out a gasp and lifts up her head and looks around frantically, "It's okay." I say.

Katniss closes her tired eyes, gasping for air as she whispers my name, and throws herself into my arms. I gently pull her into my lap wrapping my arms around her tightly.

We just had our first fight as a married couple and I don't even know if you'd consider it to be a fight.

It was the one subject that I hoped our first argument wouldn't be about but I'm glad I didn't get my hopes up.

"It's okay." I whisper to her.

"No, it's not." She whines.

I look down at her.

I can barely see her being that it's about 9:30 at night and every light in the house is off.

"Why not?"

"I didn't intend to hurt your feelings, Peeta." She says guiltily.

I sigh, "You didn't hurt my feelings. It's just been on my mind a lot lately but it can wait. I'll wait and if we don't have any kids, I'll be fine because I have you and that's more than I could ever ask for." I say somewhat truthfully.

All I want in life is Katniss and I to be happy together and if kids aren't in our happiness, then it's fine.

I will live.

However, becoming a father is something that I have always dreamed about.

"Peeta, stop. I know that's not true." Katniss says, not believing my words.

I shrug, not knowing where to go with this now.

She's right.

"I know you love Carter and you're excited for Annie and Finnick's baby but I want us to wait. We will have a baby when we are ready, not just because everybody else is." Katniss says.

I nod my head, "I'm sorry that I walked away earlier. Everything was just becoming too much to think about and I didn't want to hurt you or get too overwhelmed."

I hate when I get flashbacks of my mother.

I always end up lashing out on Katniss or whatever is closest to me.

I can usually control my anger but sometimes I can't. Not when it consumes me the way flashbacks of my mother consume me.

"It's fine." Katniss says, avoiding eye contact with me.

"Katniss, please talk to me? You know you can tell me whatever is on your mind." I say softly.

"I'm sorry, Peeta. I just kept thinking and telling everyone how perfect everything has been going and then tonight happened and it changed."

I let out a long sigh and shrug, "It's not bad, Katniss. It's still great, it's just a little crazy. Remember we are two crazy people and we have days like this all the time." I joke, with a laugh at the end.

This makes her smile a little bit but she doesn't say anything, "We aren't crazy." She murmurs.

I let out another laugh, "I know we aren't."