Don't Let Me Go

Chapter 7

Chapter 7

Finnick and Johanna are creeping up to us a few hours later and saying that it is time we get some sleep. Peeta and I slowly walk hand in hand across to the other side of the beach where camp is and where Beetee lies fast asleep forever clutching his wire, to me it looks meaningless but it means everything to Beetee for some reason, probably because he won the games with it.

“Goodnight” I whisper ready to crash out but Peeta obviously has other ideas. He sits me up on his lap and whispers cute things to me as if not wanting us to sleep. As if Peeta can read my thoughts he responds “Making up for lost time” I smile because Peeta is truly adorable, there is no other guy like him in the world.

As Peeta rocks me back and forth, gently perched on his lap, I start to feel like a little girl again. I picture my dad when he used to rock me to sleep after long fun days with him in the woods, by the lake. He was the one that taught me to swim in the first place in that lake, long hot summer days. I would do anything to be with my dad again.

“Katniss” Peeta whispers into my ears “Peeta” I whisper back breaking from my deep thoughts. “I don’t think I can sleep” he simply says “Oh” I say “The thing is” Peeta starts “Well” he stutters “What?” I say a little confused but wrapping my arms around him all the same. “I have a feeling tomorrow is the day” he says “Peeta… the day for what? You’re not making any sense” I say getting a little fastrated. “The day we will lose each other”. “Peeta you’re being ridiculous, whatever gave you that idea?” I say calmly although on the inside I am panicking; whenever Peeta gets strange instincts, they almost always happen.

“I don’t know Katniss, earlier when…” his voice trails off. I sit staring at him wide eyed “When we did it” he finishes. I nod even though I am confused. “Well something deep down told me that it would be the last time” “oh yeah” I say starting to get angry for no reason. “We’ll prove that wrong” I say laying onto Peeta.

We both burst out laughing, all the stress and worry from a minute ago feels like it has passed as the happy feeling of being with Peeta returns and enlightens my heart. “You’re so funny Kat” Peeta says “Katniss” I correct him because I never liked being called Kat. Peeta sighs, but I am still hanging on top of him just staring into his eyes just waiting for something to happen. “Okay Peeta, I give you permission to call me Kat… but only because you’re special and I love you, okay?” I say and Peeta’s face bursts into the most beautiful smile.

He ends up kissing me again and yeah, you know where this is going to end up. We seem to be somehow rolling down the beach while kissing each other passionately. He stops for a minute and touches my stomach, as if for the cameras. He then whispers “Our beautiful baby was going to be the most perfect thing” his eyes welling with tears “Yes” I admit “But only if it took after its perfect daddy”. “No, only if it took after its gorgeous mummy” Peeta debates “I think not” I say giggling a little.

“You’d have been the best little mum” Peeta compliments. “I think you would be a flawless dad Peeta, but don’t worry you will have children later on in life” “Katniss, no. I will never love any other girl but you” “Peeta, it’s okay really. I just want you to be happy” I smile looking into his eyes but I know that Peeta will stick by his words, he never will love another girl. But this hurts me because what he says next has a deep meaning behind it “You will have kids though Katniss, when you get out of here. Sooner or later” I can’t register Peeta’s emotions; he looks angry but happy. I know his comment is aimed at Gale though, and that hurts me far beyond repair.

“I’m going to get some sleep” I carefully get myself unwrapped from Peeta and then storm off up to where Beetee lies fast asleep. Peeta doesn’t follow me though, doesn’t try to apologise or sleep with me tonight. I know I am probably in the wrong and the fact that by tomorrow we may not be together kills me more than anything but every time I think back to his comment I can’t bring myself to go back to Peeta.