Peeta's Baby - Everlark

Chapter 15: My little family.

Peeta's pov:

The exhausted sigh my mouth lets out is the sixth one in 20 minutes. Its not because the basketball game between D12 Wildcats and D2 Warriors, are boring me. Not at all. Personally I am a big fan of Basketball. Especially when it's our District team playing. No it's because of the crying and whimpering I hear from behind the guestrooms locked door. It has been going on and on and on ever since I locked it, but I have to not give in. I know I said that I don't want that woman to be alone with my little Willow, but at the same time, I have no other choice. Either way, Katniss has to go back to The Capitol and I will still be on the run. We might as well just see what happens by letting them be alone for a bit.

Usually I would be all fan going when our team dunk in the ball. I would yell up and speak on how good we are as a District, but I don't have the energy. Neither have Finn as he is standing beside the couch with crossed arms, looking down at me. His thoughts are no secret to me. We have known each other all our lives, so I can read him like a open book. I just don't want to confront him, making it my reason for keeping stand here on the soft sofa with my eyes on the tv.

"Peeta!! PEETA!! PEEETTAAA!!" A slightly raspy voice cries out before a high pitch scream overdue it. That certain scream gets me up in my feet and I stumble to the guestroom. I lock the door up and burst it open, not caring if I break it.

"What are you doing to her!?" I yell up when I see a crying Katniss with Willow screaming on the bed right beside her. She hasn't even done a single move to picked her up to try and calm the baby. The pearly tears running down Katniss' eyes reflects her silverly glint but behind that, her eyes express her emotions and there is no doubt a sign of uncomfortable and worry. She shakes her head.

"No.. nothing.. she.. she just started screaming.. I.. I didn't... I don't know what to do.." Katniss cries out. Its almost comical how she can cry over baby screaming. I mean, I could understand if Willow have been doing so for hours, but its only 5 minutes. I hold my expression emotionless as I walk into the room and place a half warm bottle from on the bedside table, in her hand.

"She is probably just hungry. So feed her." I command her before turning to walk out again. Willow hasn't for real been eating for a few days because of her being sick. I hope the vitamins works but I can't be sure as she has rejected the bottle every time I have tried. I doubt Katniss can get her to eat though.

"Wait! I don't know how to.." She answers, making me turn to her again.

"You pick her up so she is laying down, you take the bottle, put the gummy tut into her mouth then she will do the rest as long as you keep on holding the bottle for her." I say before walking out and locks the door up once again without saying another word. As I make my way to the kitchen to get a drink, my name is kept being called out from Katniss. I don't answer. She has to try herself. I did. I had no other choice but to learn it or let my baby starve. I know Katniss. She won't be so heartless to let anything happen to Willow. I hope.

I open up the refrigerator to grab two of the six icey cold beer bottles and gets the lid off them both with a knife. I close the fridge, takes the bottles and walk back into the living room. I hand one beer to Finnick and take a sip of my own when I throw myself on the loveseat to watch the last of the game.

"Peet.." Finn mumbles out as he places the beer on the coffee table. I mumble out a yes, though not taking my eyes away from the screen.

"Peet.. you have gone completely crazy, man. An hour ago you said, and I quote. "I don't want my baby to be alone with that woman." Now you have locked those two into the same room against their will, thinking and hoping that the girl you love will suddenly get a motherly feeling for your child. What have gotten into you?" I don't know how to answer him. Gone crazy? I mean yes I did mention the wanting of not having my fragile Willow alone with Katniss, but being crazy is a hard word. Katniss is here because she wants our baby, but for what? Adoption? Certainly not to keep her I can tell. I know for a fact that it will kill me if I never got to see Willow again. She has grown on me and I love her more that I could ever have imagined myself love such a small creature.