Trying to live

Worries

-3 and a half years later-

"Mom! I'm gonna be late for my first day of school!" I hear Wills shout and run to our bedroom. I look at the clock and it's 7 a.m. Their school, since there's gonna be school acts, starts at 1 p.m.

"Baby, you're not gonna be late," I say and she comes on the bed. "Dad's downstairs making cheese buns," she says and I turn around to her.

"Honey, I've been sick lately and I'm so sleepy, so can I please sleep a little bit more?" I ask and she nods with a sad face on. "I'm sorry, honey, but I'll make a special braid to you," I say and her face lits up. 

"I'll go downstairs and eat something and then I will come back mommy," she says and I nod as I fall asleep again.

"Katniss, wake up sweetheart," I hear my husband's voice and open my eyes slowly. I see him smiling at me and feel him caress my cheek softly.

"What time is it?" I ask and sit up slowly. "It's 10 a.m., don't worry about Will's hairstyle, your mother dropped by and made it for you," he says and I nod.

"Are the twins back from Lisa's(Clove's and Cato's daughter, who is a little younger than the twins) slumber party?" I ask and Peeta nods. I feel sick and run to the bathroom just in time to throw up. I hear Peeta running after me and then saying soothing things to me, making big circles on my back with his one hand and holding my hair back with another.

"Hey, if you want to rest, I will go with Willow and Crisp and them alone, you could stay home with the twins. From what I heard, they were up until 4 a.m. and now are very tired," he says and I finish throwing up and look at him.

"Wills would never forgive me this," I say and think about my first day of school when mom was also ill and didn't come with me on my first day of school.

"I will, mom, please, I just want you to be healthy and happy, I don't want you to throw up in the middle of the school," Wills says with a worried face on her. I look at her and Peeta and sigh. I can't miss my little girl's first day of school!

"I'm so sorry Willow," I say to her with a tear escaping my eye. She comes to me and hugs me.

"It's okay mom, just get better," she says with a smile on her face and we walk to bed.

"Sweetie, can I make it up to you somehow?" I ask when she crawls under the covers next to me.

"Yes, but I want you to answer a question later, deal?" she asks with her pinkie shown towards me. I lock my pinkie around it. "Deal."

"MAMA! DADA! SISSY! RYE!" we hear Elle screaming and I rush to her and wake her up. "Mama!" she says when she wakes up and starts to cry.

"Ssh, baby, it's okay, it's all okay," I say to her while rocking her. She cries and Peeta comes in. After some time she calms down a little.

"Sissy, did you have a nightmare?" Wills asks Elle and I hear her say "Yes," in a low voice.

"Do you want to talk about it?" She asks and Elle nods.

"I saw that we were going to park and you all went to a deep sleep and fell down and all of your clothes went red and you wouldn't wake up," she says and hugs me very tightly.

"But this thing won't happen, I promise," Wills says and she crawls out of my lap. I look down at my three beautiful children and my handsome husband and smile. Until I have to run to the bathroom again.

-a week later-

I just came from the doctor because I've been vomiting for a week now and I picked Wills up as well.

"Wills!" I shout, she went to her room to do her homework. She comes down quickly.

"Yeah, mom?" she asks and comes to take a cookie from the cabin.

"What if we went to the meadow for a picnic today?" I ask her and she nods. "I'll call dad!" she shouts and calls Peeta, who comes home in half an hour with the twins from the daycare.

"Hey, you ready then?" he asks and kisses me for a minute and I nod.

-5 minutes later-

Wills is playing with the twins in the meadow and I smile at the sight of them.

"So, what did you do all day?" I ask him and he begins to talk about some hilarious incidents of the day and we laugh.

"And Mark said, that Alexandra's pregnant again," he says and I smile at him. "Congrats," I say to Peeta and he smiles at me.

"So how was your day?" he asks and I look down.

"I talked with the girls at work and... I went to the doctor and..." I say and a few tears slip out of my eyes.

"What's wrong?" he asks and I wipe my eyes. What's the point? My eyes are wet as soon as I wipe my eyes again.

"Peeta, I," I take a deep breath and look him in the eye as much as I can see with my blurry eyes.

"I have cancer."

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Sorry about the small chapter, but it's a fuller for the next one. Also, thank you so so so much for 810 reads!!!