Finding the Missing Piece: Book 6

Chapter Eighty

Peeta POV- (That night)

"You should probably go home to your kids. They might need you." Katniss tells me. 

It hurts me because she says 'your kids' but I understand.

I swallow hard, "They'll be just fine with Finnick and Annie." I say knowingly.

"Those are our friends?"

I nod, "Yes. They've been your friends since you were all little."

"Oh...Um...Peeta?"

"Yeah?"

"Do I have a mother and father? Or any siblings?" She asks me.

I swallow hard, "Your mother is still alive and your father died when you were eleven. You had a little sister but she passed away too." I explain.

"Were we together then?"

"Yes. Your sister, Prim, she was great. We'd been together for about two years when she died."

"Oh." She nods.

"Katniss, I know that this is going to be really overwhelming but please let me explain our life to you? It's only been a few hours and I can't take it anymore." I say, holding back tears.

I can't handle this.

This has happened to me twice in less than a year and I can't take it again.

My wife doesn't remember me or our kids or the life we built together.

The last 10 years of our lives she doesn't remember and by the looks of it, she doesn't remember anything before that.

I need to call her mother but she doesn't know who she is and I need to be with Katniss by myself right now.

It's my fault anyways.

"Peeta, I don't think that-"

"Please, just listen to me?" I say, "If it doesn't help a thing I'll leave. I'll go home and try again tomorrow. I don't know what I'll do but I'll figure something out."

"Peeta-I just don't know if this is going to help but it's making me really upset. I feel bad for you and your kids."

"They are our kids, Katniss. And I'm your husband."

Katniss sighs, "Okay."

"You're my best friend and the love of my life, Katniss. You love our children and you're the best mother and wife that there is. You're stubborn and funny and beautiful and amazing. You can sing like an angel but you always refuse to sing for me and you like dancing even though you act like you don't. You love the color green and shooting your bow and arrows even though you don't do it much anymore. You love being outside and at the lake. You love swimming and kissing and holding my hand. You like pestering me and I like pestering you back because that's what we do. We own a bakery and I'm a baker. You hate it but you let me sleep with the windows open, even on cold nights just so you can snuggle with me." I say and I'm completely sobbing by the time I finish.

Katniss just stares at me for the longest time, obviously feeling pity for me.

"Well?"

"You seem to be fond of me." She says.

I snort, "Yeah. You're my whole life." I say truthfully.

Besides Willow and Rye, which came from her, Katniss is my whole world.

"I think that's really sweet and I feel horrible for saying this but I don't know how I feel about you."

"I don't expect you to be in love with me after this but can you at least give me a chance before you decide to give up on me and our children?" I ask her.

Katniss takes a deep breath, "Uh, yeah. I'll try. Anything you think that might help jog my memory, pictures, videos, notes, songs, anything. I want to remember."

I smile just a little, I swear it's for the first time today-at least she seems willing to let me help her.

"Will you give me permission to get in this drawer at home that you have? I'm not suppose to know about it but I do."

She laughs, "Yeah, whatever you think will help me."

I nod my head, "Give me an hour." I say excitedly, jumping up.

"Peeta, not to be rude but what happened to your leg?" She asks me shyly.

I sigh, "Well, about five months ago I guess it was I was in a car accident with our friend Bristol and I lost my leg." I explain. 

Katniss gasps, "Oh my gosh. I'm so sorry."

"It's alright."

"Who is Bristol?"

"She's your best friend. She was your roommate in college and you've been friends ever since. She has three daughters, Carter, Carson, and Casey and she's dating my cousin, Mason." I explain.

Katniss nods, "How old are they?"

"Carter is 7, Carson is 3 and Casey is about a month old."

"Oh. And you said that our son is 2 months old?"

"Yes."

"Is the last baby your cousin's?"

"No. None of them are his. It's really complicated." I sigh.

"Okay."

"Well, are you sure you want me to leave you alone?" I say.

"Yeah. I'll be fine. I'll be here when you get back." She smiles shyly.

I nod my head, "Okay. Katniss, I know this is really weird for you but I promise I'll do anything I can to help you remember."

"Thank you."

I walk over and look at her, her eyes are bruised and she has a gash on her head and her whole body is bruised.

I sigh sadly, "I am sorry that this happened."

"It's not your fault."

I swallow hard, "I'll see you in a bit. If you need me, call me." I say, handing her phone to her.

"I will." She smiles, avoiding eye contact with me.

I'm so mad at myself.

If I would've just told her at the beginning none of this would've ever happened.

***Merry Christmas guys! I hope y'all have an amazing Christmas and if I have time I will try to update tomorrow! ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️