The Misfit Safe House(The Hunger Games)

Chapter 5

A/N in this chapter you will get to see what the 50's restaurant looks like and if Jo tells her secret or not.

<Johanna's POV>

I really don't want to go to dinner tonight but I know I have to. I just can't believe myself. I am an awful person.

Even though I don't want to I get in my car and drive to Piano Tune. I arrive there at exactly 6:30. I see everyone else slowly start to trickle into the parking lot.

"Hey Jo!" Annie says while getting out of Finnick's car with a very forced smile. I wave.

"I reserved a table so we are all set," Cato announces. He has always been one to be organized.

"I like your hair," Kat comments. I wonder why she is bruised. I decide not to ask.

"Thank you but you really should be thanking Glimmer. She did it," I say want to get the attention away from me.

We all walk in. The setting makes me comfortable. The floor tiled with black and white tiles, they have red leather booths with white walls, and old records and signs all over the walls. We walk to where we always sit. In the back corner because that has the most room.

We don't even look at the menu because we know what we want. We used to come here all the time.

There is a very awkward silence. "Okay guys I don't want to say it but I don't like having a secret from you," Clove says breaking the silence that fell between us. "I have been drinking. Like a lot. I am almost always high now."

"Holy shit," Cato says in disbelief.

"It's helps me forget reality!"

"If we are saying bad things I guess now isn't a bad time to mention Peeta's mother beat me," Katniss admits. We all sit there in shock until Marvel speaks.

"I think now is a good time to say I am still cutting." Glimmer breaks down crying.

"My parents are getting devorced," Annie announces. Finnick looks at her in disbelief. Everyone is yelling at each other but I just sit there wondering if I should tell them and I think now is as good a time as any so I go out and say it.

"I'm pregnant," everyone stops talking and looks at me, "and it isn't Thresh's," I add lamely.

"What?" Peeta mumbles. "Who the fucks is it then!" I am astonished Peeta is yelling. I have never seen him like this.

"Gales."

We sit there all staring at someplace other than each other. We are again quiet until Katniss starts to speak. "Guys come on, right now you have to admit," she pauses, "we are broken, and I don't want it to be that way! We can fix this. Clove ease your way off drinking you have our support, I will avoid Mrs. Mellark, Marvel know that you have worth in this world. We love you, Annie your parents are still your parents together or not, and Jo, well you have our support on any decision you make." I am crying and hugging her.

"Thank you Kat," I say between tears.

"Anything for you."

"How about we take our food to Jo's house and eat there so we can talk in private," Finnick suggests. Like always we agree.

Later at Jo's house.

<Finnick's POV>

"So Jo are you going to keep the baby?" I ask curious.

"Remember you have our support," Kat chimes in.

"I want to keep it, Thresh would of wanted that," Jo says looking at all of our faces.

I am so proud of all of us. We had come undone but we have woven ourselves back together. "You have all of their aunties and uncles to help you with the baby as well," I say trying to lighten the mood.

"This is still a depressing conversation," Cato says.

"Alright well then let's bet on who will get married first," Marvel says. I smirk.

"I'm betting 50 dollars on Peeta and Kat!" Jo offers.

"I'm betting 50 on Annie and Finnick!" Peeta says. I blush. God I'm such a girl.

"Don't look at Marvel and me, he'll never grow enough hair on his balls to ask me to marry him," Glimmer says. We all laugh.

"Same goes for this nitwit," Clove says pointing to Cato.

"Come on!" Cato says trying to defend himself but failing. I laugh so hard.

"Alright so we have got 50 on me and Annie and 50 on Kat and Peeta," I make sure that this is right.

"Yup," Jo says.

Our group goes through a hole lot of shit for lack of a better word but in the end we are still the misfits that have our own little safe house.