Chapter 1 - Blossoms
I'm huddled over the toilet in our little compartment in District 13, Prim holding my hair as my stomach empties itself.
"That's the third time you've thrown up this week, Katniss," Prim informs me. There's something in her tone, that tells me that something is wrong. "And what's that supposed to mean?"
"Well, you've only thrown up in the mornings, you're more tired than usual, you have to pee all the time, you keep complaining about back pains, and you're, well... kind of bloated..." Prim cuts herself off, her face contorting in fear. "Katniss, when's the last time you've had your period?"
"I haven't had one since before the Quell."
Prim's eyes widen, and a second before she tells me what's on her mind, I figure it out myself.
"Katniss, all your symptoms point to preg--"
"No!" I exclaim, not wanting to hear her finish that sentence. "That's-- that's impossible. It wouldn't make any sense. I'm not-- I can't be..." But it is possible. Very possible, even. It'd make perfect sense.
"Katniss, remember what Peeta said in the interviews, about the baby? Is there somehow a possibility that he wasn't lying? I mean, did you two..?" She makes the clever decision to not finish her sentence, knowing that I'd be completely mortified if my my thirteen year old little sister ever verbally asked me about my sex life.
"Prim!" I still exclaim though, just for good measure. Prim ignores me though. "Come on. You need to get tested."
We move through the underground tunnels of 13, ending at the hospital (wing?). Prim is quick to find our mother.
"What's the problem?" Our mother directs her question towards me, lifting an eyebrow.
"Prim think I might be-- um.. Well, I've had all these symptoms and Prim said--"
"She needs a pregnancy test," Prim interrupts. Our mother's eyes widen in surprise. "I'll go get one ready, then. Follow me."
She leads Prim and I into a white tiled room, and hands me a cup, telling me to pee in it. Embarrassed, I ask them to turn around. I feel awkward and shameful when I hand the cup to my mother, but she keeps a straight face, despite her original reaction. She lets herself into another room.
The longer she is in that room, the more my anxiety grows. I can't be pregnant. I mean, I can, but the timing could have never been worse, with an entire rebellion weighing down on me. And... Peeta.
Finally, after what seems like forever, my mother re-enters the room, keeping her expression emotionless.
"Well?" Prim asks impatiently, when our mother doesn't just spit it out immediately.
"Katniss." My mother takes a deep sigh. "It's positive. You're pregnant."
It feels like time freezes. Like my entire world shatters, everything coming crashing down on me. I can't be pregnant. I just can't. My throat tightens, preventing any form of words to come out.
I feel like I'm being held underwater by a force so strong, that I cannot overcome it. I'm suffocating, slowly, feeling each part of my body shutting off piece by piece.
My mind begins to wander to Peeta, the obvious father of my unborn child. The most likely dead father to my unborn child.
Peeta is in the Capitol, probably tortured or dead, and here I am, carrying his possibly biggest dream. Peeta would know what to do. He would know how to handle this. He would help me get through this. If only he was here with me, then this would be so much easier...
But he's not, I scold myself. And he'll probably never be. You're on your own! And it's true. Because it is my fault that I'm here, and Peeta's there.
It is also my fault that we're now connected in a completely new way. A 50/50 mix of both mine and Peeta's genes and cells and life is in me now, evolving every single second.
I rest my hands on my stomach, as if I could already feel the life forming inside of me. But all I feel is the cotton of my grey District 13 jumpsuit.
"No..." I whisper, barely even realizing it. My mother and Prim looks at me, both with such sadness in their expressions that I suddenly feel a weird urge to cry. They know that I do not want children. They know that I can't take care of a baby. Especially not right now. Not ever, for that matter. I could never bring a child into a world like this.
"No," I say again, my voice stronger this time. "I can't be. I can't be pregnant. Not now. Not now!" My voice raises along with my words, and before I know it, I've turned around, rushing out of the hospital, rushing away from my problem.
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i lowkey forgot to update this lmao
anyways, this was the first chapter of pure! i swear the chapters will get a bit longer, but yeah.
i dont really know what to say rn lmao
remember to check out mine and peetabaesically's new story, "no control"! its posted on both mine and her account (:
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PURE ➳ everlark
Fanfiction{AU} On the last night before the Quarter Quell, Katniss and Peeta shared one last, special moment. One last, private, pure moment. To him, it was everything. To her, it was perfection. But in District 13, when the Quell is over, Peeta is trapped in...
