Chapter 7

276 10 2
                                    

<Foxface's POV>

I was going to meet with Chaff tonight, but everyone is eating a big dinner tonight so I cancelled. Fortunately, we rescheduled the date, so now we will meet tomorrow.

I smell the food from the kitchen. Peeta must've started cooking already. My mouth salivates for a taste of the chicken that Peeta is cooking. Sprinting out of my room, I accidentally bump into Finn, who is using a cane that Annie bought him this afternoon. He yells out in pain as I unintentionally hit his side.

"Oh my god Finn, I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to!" I yell. His face is contorted as he speaks.

"I'm fine, let's just go downstairs," he says. I help him walk down the stairs and we sit down at the large table. I watch hungrily as Peeta brings out the dishes filled with amazing cuisine. My stomach growls and Marvel calls me a hungry monster. In return, I throw my napkin at his face. Idiots.

<Annie's POV>

As we all sit down and begin to eat, my heart starts to pound. How is Finn going to take the news? I just hope that he wants the child as much as I do.

Taking a deep breath I start to talk. "Okay guys so, I'm going to cut all the dramatic stuff and cut to the point, Sam isn't going to be the only little one running around." After I speak the only sound is from Glimmer. She lets out a sigh mixed with a laugh, leaving the rest of us wondering why she's laughing.

"Thank god I'm not going to be the only one getting fat around here!" She yells happily. Marvel looks at her with wide eyes.

"Wait, what?!" Marvel says in surprise.

"Oh Marvel don't worry, you won't have to worry about Glimmer. Annie and Katniss can help her with the pregnancy considering all of them are pregnant," Finnick says chuckling to himself. I know my face must be etched with surprise. Clove just laughs, and is soon joined by the rest of us. I pause my laughter for a moment to kiss Finn.

"Oh my god, so let me get this straight, the three of you are pregnant?" Cato asks. We all nod our heads. After a few moments of deserved silence, Johanna laughs louder than she has since Thresh died.

"Ha! Now you'll all know what it feels like to carry a watermelon on your stomach," she says still laughing. I playfully glare at her, but the laughter doesn't stop. Not even when her chair tips back and she falls to the floor. Cato and Katniss help her up again as she continues giggling to herself.

"Your mommy's crazy," I say to Sam, who is in his high chair. He looks slightly worried as I say it.

"Momma's crazy!" Sam shouts in a panic. We all start to laugh now.

I can't wait to see how life is with three pregnant women in the same house.

A/N sorry for the length and quality, boy oh boy three babies coming. Damnnnmn

Forever a Safe HouseWhere stories live. Discover now