Real or not real?

[6]Dreams

I stare over at the clock by Peeta and I's bed.

"Peeta," I say.

"Yeah Hun?"

"It's getting late." He glances over at the clock as well.

"Yeah, you're right." He replies, kidding me on the neck. I feel the cool breeze coming through the window as I snuggle into Peeta's arms. I start to go into deep thought until he says something.

"Hey, get some sleep tonight, okay?" He says In a soft voice.

I smile , "okay."

He touches my chin and pushes it over so I'm looking directly at him. Into his blue eyes, like the ocean, that sparkle even in the darkest nights. "I love you," he whispers.

"I love you too," I respond. Then he pulls me in for a passionate kiss and then says,

"Hey, I think it's time for you to get some rest." I giggle and snuggle into the security of Peeta's arms.
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"NO ! IM NOT LOOSING YOU! NOT LIKE PRIM , RUE, FINNICK, CINNA , BOGGS, NONE OF THEM! PLEASE STAY!" I find myself screaming. As I start sobbing, knowing it was all a dream, Peeta jolts up rubbing his eyes and then immediately wrapping his arms around my shoulders.

"Shhhh. Shhh. Not real. It was only a dream. Shhhh. Not real. Not real." Peeta coaxes me.

I sit up In bed and start rocking back and fourth. I didn't remember much about the dream until when I was screaming and woke up.

The dream . The dream was about... Ugh what was it about. Think Katniss think. Oh wait, I remember.

There was a kid . PEETA AND I'S KID. She was like that little girl in the candy shop, but she was a replica of Peeta. Wavy blonde hair and his sparkling blue eyes. And then what? Oh my gosh. The reaping. She was-

My thoughts are interrupted by Haymitch bursting through the bedroom door wearing a robe and slippers.

"Haymitch?" I say trying to stop crying as I wipe the dry tears off my face.

"What just happened sweetheart?" He says.

"It was just a nightmare," I say not acting like it was a big deal.

"Just a nightmare? You were loud enough to wake all of twelve!"

"Haymitch please, please, I'm sorry! Please forgive me!" I plead.

"You're fine sweetheart, no need to apologize. I was just checking in and making sure you were okay. Night!"

"Thanks Haymitch!!" We both say as he waves his hand and exited a the door.

Back to my dream. Peeta look alike daughter. Reaping. HER NAME GETS PULLED. I'm yelling her name as she gets taken away by the peacekeepers and that's when I started to scream and wake up.

Wow. Me and Peeta. Having a child. Hm. Even though he's been begging me, kids are great. I've always wanted to have a boy. I'd name him Rye.

Woah Katniss Everdeen train of though taken a bit too far.

"Do you want to talk about it?" Peeta suggests. I kind of wanted to but the fact us having a daughter would make Peeta sensitive. Actually, I'll tell him.

"Sure," I say sniffing all the snot back up into my nose from crying. I sit up and start explaining.

"Well," I anxiously say," there was this girl. She was," I pause. "Our, daughter. And he-her name w-wa-was called at the, the reaping," i started crying , but not full out sobbing. "And I tried to get her and volunteer but I was older th-than eighteen so s-so she was being t-taken away from the peacekeepers and we were petrified just like her."

I take a breath because that was hard. I look over and Peeta has this desperate look on his face. It also looks as hif he is thinking. To himself, he mouths the words "we" , "our" , and "daughter" . He stares up at the ceiling and smiles, but than looks back at me in a more serious matter.

"I'm sorry, babe." He whispers. I just stay silent and bury my head into Peeta's big t-shirt. Sometimes I wear his to bed. When he's working over night at the bakery and I'm all alone, they smell like him and bread and cheesy buns, my favorite. They make me feel like he's there with me.

I hug Peeta, and soon enough I'm falling asleep in his arms as he holds me like he'd be cradling a baby.
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The smell of pancakes and toast awakens me perfectly as slowly get out of bed. Peeta wasn't in bed because he was obviously downstairs making breakfast.

As I reach the bottom of the staircase, he greets me with his unbearable smile and says,

"Good morning babe! Get ready! I'm taking you somewhere special!!" He says now fully grinning. It's that face . Something must be going on, but what?
______________________________________________________hey guys! Sorry I haven't updated in a while but school is back in session :/ I will probably update tomorrow night :) enjoy! Also, woohoo! Probably one of my longest chapters, over 800 words!