One hand on my stomach, the other in Peeta's. I feel as if I have died Prim's death a thousand times over. No, that wasn't the right thing to say. Of course I'm not feeling the pain that Prim felt in her final moments! That makes her death seem unimportant and a thing to look over in life. The one thing that I can never do.
I breathe deeper and deeper. My knuckles turn white as Peeta's turn red. I feel as if my baby wants to kill me, but I know that that's not true. As if they can hear my thoughts, the pain recedes, and I loosen my grip on Peeta's hand. My eyes droop, and I feel sleep carrying me off to the land of dreams.
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Under The Willow Tree (PAUSED)
FanfictionA Hunger Games Fanfic about Katniss and Peeta after the war, their daughter, Willow, and her struggles with growing up.
