Chapter 22

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It has been officially two weeks since I haven't talked to Peeta. My phone has been ringing for hours, so to stop with this annoying sound I pick up my phone and see the notifications.

14 missed calls, 5 messages, 2 voicemails.

I open the messages and read them.

From: Peeta

Look, I'm sorry. I can't believe that I did that to you. Something's really wrong. 💔

From: Peeta
Katniss, please answer me.😔

From: Peeta
You mean a lot to me 💝

From: Peeta
We need to talk 👋

From: Peeta
KATNISS!!! 😫😫😫

From: Peeta
Please 😭😭

I turn off my phone, throwing it across the room. I ignore everything else and I haven't eaten since the two weeks. I wasn't hungry and I didn't even bother to get up. My muscles were sore for not moving and as I was going to cry even more, I see Prim walk in shocked to how messy this room.

"I can't believe he would do that to you," She say shaking her head. "That's not who he is."

I let more tears roll through my face. It's obvious that I miss him but Prim didn't have to bring that up. "I know Prim, but he texted me that something was wrong."

"So? Do you think he can be trusted?"

"I don't know," I respond. "I still care about him."

Prim nods knowing that Peeta was such a sweet guy to me. His presence was all I needed for me to be safe. I began to shower and then change into skinny jeans, a black crop top, and black sandals. I straightened my hair and began to throw up on the floor.

Not again, I thought. Turns out I began throwing up a lot and I don't even know what's going on with me. I grabbed my phone and hold on to Prim who was helping me down the stairs. My mother turns to face me and she drops her knife. "Oh sweetie, your face looks all puffed up. I know Peeta is a very special man to you."

I hug my mom and began to cry on her shoulder and she pats my stomach. Her face falls into an expression I couldn't place. "Katniss."

"Yes mom?" I question, my face falling into worry.

"You've been throwing up."

"Yes," I answer.

"And you haven't been on your period."

"Where are you going with this mom?" I ask irritated. What was all these questions for anyway? There was no reason for this. Unless......

"I'm sorry to say this, but you're pregnant."

Excuse me? No!!!!!! This cannot be happening!!!!

"No," I stutter. "I can't."

My mother nods and I sink down into my knees. No. This can't be. If I tell Peeta. He won't love me anymore. I'd have to raise the child myself and I'm not even ready.

"I'm so sorry sweetie," My mother coos me. "I know how much you didn't want this to happen."

I continue to sob looking outside to see Peeta throwing stuff across the room. How am I supposed to tell him when he's angry? Well, he's going to accept it because I'm carrying his child. One way or another. I'm going to keep it, and hope for a boy. I don't want a mini me causing problems. I've caused enough problems already.

I stand up and walk outside going to the bakery. I'm taking the risk to tell him because it's the right thing to do and if I don't tell him now, it would build up inside of me to tell him. I walk into the bakery and see Ryan wave at me. "Katniss!!" He calls. I smile thinking that this boy reminds me so much of Peeta. "Hi," I mutter.

"You look like you haven't slept," he states helping me inside.

"I haven't," I answer. "At all."

His expression turns to a frown and he brings a cup of coffee to me. "What happened in the two weeks you and Peeta separated?"

"Nothing," I answer. "I haven't eaten, slept, or move. I just moped around shutting everyone out." I really didn't want to talk about this but he seems like one of those people I can approve of. I miss Peeta and I bet he knows.

"You really miss him don't you?" He asks me. I take a sip of the coffee nodding.

"More than anything."

I can hear footsteps coming down the stairs and I see him. Peeta. Here and well. Looking better and he managed to do better than me.

"Katniss," he breathes out. "You're here."

I walk up to him and before I can react, I embrace him crying onto his shoulder, letting all my tears out. He buries his face into my chocolate brown hair. We stand there, holding each other wanting to forget about what happened.

"I'm sorry Katniss," he says releasing me. "I never meant to hurt you. It's that I had tracker jacked venom in me because of my mom since I get abused so it cause me to go insane. I haven't had one since the time we dated but I guess this is just one of those days we lose it."

I sob even harder. Peeta never meant to hurt me. He loved me. "I'm so sorry," I mutter on his shoulder. "For judging you. I'm stupid."

He nods signaling that it's okay and he begins to carry me, spinning me around happily. I love him too much so I decided that this time is the right time to say the happy news for both of us.

"Peeta," I state looking into his eyes. "Call out your brothers."

"My brothers?" He questions. "Why?"

"I have something to tell everyone. Also Ryan too." He nods and signals his brothers and Ryan to come over. They all scream coming to his living room and they all sit around me.

I shake in fear. "So, I have some news to tell you all." They look at me with such curiosity that It's too much to even ask why so I took a deep breath and said it.

"I'm pregnant."

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