Forever (Sequel to Always)

Chapter 11

Katniss P.O.V.

After Mom gets settled in, Peeta makes supper for us. While we're eating, I sit across the table from Peeta and pick at my chicken with my fork.

"Katniss, you should eat something," Peeta says, giving me a concerned look. I shake my head.

"I'm not very hungry," I say.

"At least try eating a few bites," he pleads.

"Actually, I'm not feeling too well," I say as I stand up. "I think I'm going to go lay down for a bit." I leave the kitchen and walk upstairs to our bedroom, shutting the door behind me. I sit down on the bed and it isn't long until the door opens back up. Peeta pokes his head in.

"Are you okay?" he asks.

"Yeah," I reply as I pick a random spot on the floor to stare at. Peeta comes in and sits down next to me.

"You're mad," he says.

"No. Really?" I reply sarcastically.

"I'm sorry," he says slowly. I keep staring at the floor. "Katniss, what do you want me to do? Get on my hands and knees and beg for your forgiveness?" I look at him.

"Make her go home," I say. He gives me a shocked look.

"Katniss, I can't just ask her to leave. She has feelings too."

"Well, you invited her here without considering my feelings."

"Now, Katniss, that is enough!" Peeta says sternly as he stands up off the bed. "She is your mother. Now it's time you stop acting like a child over this!"

"You wasn't supposed to invite her here to stay with us, Peeta. You was supposed to wait for me to call her!" I also stand up so I'm more level with Peeta.

"Yeah, and that's why I went ahead and invited her here," he says as his voice drops a little. "I know that if I had waited on you, then that phone call would have never been made." He starts to walk off, but I grab him by his arm.

"How do you know?" I ask. My hand still grips his arm. "You didn't give me enough time." Peeta shakes his head at me.

"You're unbelievable," he says. "You've had three years to call her, Katniss. How much more time do you need?" I stand there and stare at him. "You don't want our baby to grow up and treat you like this do you?"

My hand falls from his arm as my gaze falls to the floor. He's hit my weak spot. He knew he'd get through to my stubborn self by mentioning the baby.

Tears fall down my cheeks as I walk back over to the bed and sit back down. "You're right," I say as I put my head in my hands. "I'm a terrible person." Peeta also sits down and then wraps me up in his arms.

"No, Katniss," Peeta says softly. "That's not what I'm saying."

"I know it's not," I say, wiping a tear from my cheek. "But I am. I was so mad at Mom I didn't even realize that I was doing the exact same thing to her by ignoring her and not trying to fix anything."

"Katniss, just because you regret your actions doesn't mean you're a terrible person. I just brought her here because I thought it was best that you had some kind of relationship with her than none at all." I look up at him and nod my head.

"I'll sorry," I say quietly. "You was just trying to help and I was acting like a jerk."

"No you weren't. You just got mad. That's okay, we all do that from time to time." He pulls me back and wipes my tears away. "I'll go tell Ellen that you're not feeling well and you're going to stay up here and rest."