Secret Daughter [the hunger games; incomplete]

Regrets And Mistakes, They Are Memories Made-

Finnick's POV (It's kind of a flashback, but at the same time it's not. Finnick is speaking his thoughts from the dead)-

Iwas in so much shock.

I couldn't believe that Peeta didn't remember Katniss. 

The girl that loved him. The girl that saved him. The girl that cried for his safe return.

He had no idea who so was; he was certain that she was a mutt and that she killed everyone.

He was certain that she was going to kill him.

I didn't know what I was supposed to do when she came knocking on my door, tears streaming down her face as she told me what had happened.

"I'm so sorry Katniss. I'm sure he'll snap out of it soon." I stated in a calming tone as I hugged her tightly and just let her put all her feelings on me.

"What if he doesn't Finnick? What if I never get him back?" she replied, looking me straight in the eyes.

"He just needs time. The Capitol have deliberately turned him against you because they want him to kill you, but we'll never let that happen. I promise." I smiled at her.

"If we do manage to get him back though, he's never going to be my Peeta. He's always going to be The Capitol's version of Peeta." she replied and I could see the hurt as she spoke those words.

Peeta wasn't going to be the same again, and she knew that before anyone else had even thought about that.

His mind was always going to be telling him that Katniss was a murderer and that the war was all her fault, that was never going to stop.

His mind was always going to belong to The Capitol.

"He blames me. He said the death of everyone in the Districts is going to be on my conscience, and he's right. I should have just died in those Games. Eaten those berries and never looked back." Katniss said after a moment of silence between the two of us.

"If you did that, then where would Peeta be now? Huh?" I asked her.

"I don't know, but I'm almost certain you're about to tell me. Aren't you?" she questioned, and I simply nodded at her.

"He'd probably be in the same place as me. Snow would be selling him for his looks and his body. Do you think he would have ever forgiven you if you did that to him?" I replied with a serious look, because I knew it was true.

Peeta's isn't exactly ugly, so Snow would have no problem in selling him and he would have the same reputation as I now have- he would be known for having a string of "lovers" who paid for his company whenever they were a little lonely.

"At least he would be safe and his family would still be alive. I took that away from him the moment I decided to go against all the rules." she sobbed, now looking towards the ground.

"He might not remember right now but, deep down, all his feelings for you are still in there. We just have to work on bringing them out. I promise you, we won't stop until Peeta is able to fight whatever The Capitol have done to him." I replied as I hugged her all over again.

I really did feel bad for her.

I mean, I had Annie and, despite, everything we had both been through, we never forgot who the other was and we still loved each other more and more each time we saw each other; we had the perfect relationship and there is nothing I'd do to change that.

But, now, Katniss had lost the only person who really understood her and could be there to stop the nightmares from haunting her at night - I could hear her screaming from mine and Annie's room each night, and it was always Prim that had to comfort her. She might not have yet realised it but, I could see it from the moment they first kissed each other back in the Games.

Katniss Everdeen, the girl on fire, loved Peeta Mellark, the boy with the bread.

Katniss' POV-

"Is there a problem Peeta?" I asked him as we were both in the kitchen, and he was doing nothing other than giving me the cold shoulder.

"Nothing." he replied simply as he picked the cake up from the side and started walking out of the kitchen.

"Don't even bother lying to me. We've through so much together, so just tell me what the problem is." I snapped quietly at him so none of the others could hear what we were talking about.

I didn't need them walking into the kitchen because I was having an argument with my husband.

"We'll talk about it later." he stated.

"Peeta?" I said again as he opened the door.

"Yes Katniss?" he replied coldly.

"I love you." I muttered, but he didn't say it back to me, he just walked back into the living room and allowed the door to close on me.

The thing was, I really did love him and, although he might not be my Peeta anymore, he was as close as I was going to get to that and I had accepted that.

Destiny brought out so much more positive in him and there was no way I was ever going to take that away from him because I didn't want to be the most hated person in his life once again; it hurt more than enough the first time it happened.

Finnick was a mistake, but I don't regret Destiny.

Of course I regret who the father is, but she is the best thing to have happened to Peeta and myself since we got married to each other- she calms him down, and I see more of the Peeta I used to know rather than the Peeta which The Capitol want me to know.

"Katniss, Destiny is ready to blow her candles out. Are you coming?" Effie said excitedly.

"Erm, yeah, I'm just coming." I smiled over to her, wiping the tears away from my eyes as I followed her out of the room.

Destiny was sitting on Peeta's lap, clapping her hands excitedly as she looked around at the faces all smiling at her and treating her like an even bigger princess than normal for the day.

"Look, mummy is here now." Peeta smiled at Destiny, and I stood there with a tear in my eye because it made me wish even more that Peeta was her father and not Finnick.

"Mummy. Sing." Destiny laughed and we just all did as she said.

Every single person in the room started to sing "Happy Birthday" to her, and it was so cute to see her so happy; happier than she was most other days and I hoped there were more days like this to come.

"Make a wish sweetheart." I just about heard Peeta say as he helped her to blow her candles out.

"Love you daddy." Destiny said, placing a kiss on Peeta's cheek before she ran off and over to where Annie's son was playing with some of her toys which she got today and some of the ones which Annie brought with her so her son wouldn't get bored.

"Look at the two of them. Do you think we'll be going to their wedding in twenty years time?" Johanna laughed.

"I hope not. Destiny isn't getting married until she's at least sixty." Peeta joked.

I thought that, when Finnick and I made the agreement not to tell people that he was father, that it was going to easy.

But, no, he ended up dead and I'm the one left to deal with this all on my own.

It's ten times harder than I thought it was going to be and, when I see how happy Peeta is around Destiny, it makes it even harder to keep the secret and it makes me wish that Finnick was here now so he could speak his words of advice.

I miss him.