Chapter 12

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Chapter 12

-6 months later-

-Katniss's POV-

Today is the day. Rye and Clove's funeral. We pushed it back because honestly I'm still healing and that event will leave a permeant scar in my heart and will haunt me for the rest of my life. I'm wearing a black laced dress, black 5 inch heels, and a black headband with pearl earrings. I curl my brown hair into bouncy curls. I put Hunter into a mini black tux and willow in a small black dress that is laced like mine. They have gotten so big. 6 months and 2 weeks already! I wish Rye was here. Same with clove.

We drive to the funeral and I see my old best friend Beatrice or Tris Prior but she's married to Tobias Eaton so she is Tris Eaton now. She has is pregnant and has a 4 year old baby girl named Nevaeh who has Tobias's brown hair with strands of Tris's blonde hair, Tobias's tan skin, and Tris's gorgeous green eyes. She sees me and runs at me. I give Hunter to Peeta and pick Nevaeh up. "I'm sworry Auntie Kat." She frowns. She's so sweet. Tears form into my eyes and I hold onto her more tightly. "It's okay sweetie." I sniffle. "Auntie don't cry. Clove and Rye are with my Grandma and Grandpa now! They will protect them." She smiles.

Tris cries into Tobias's shirt. Back in Chicago there was a terrible war that the Priors and Tobias fought in. Tris's mother and father died so Tris is touchy on the family subject like I am. "Are woo Willow and Hunter?" Nevaeh asks my little babies. They giggle in response.

"Nevaeh they can't talk just yet. They can only make noises." Peeta laughs. "Oh." She giggles. I let her down and walk up to Tris. "I am so so sorry." She cries and hugs me. "It's terrible to loose your best friend but your baby boy too? That's miserable. So we decided to move here." She smiles and I gawk, "Really?" I ask. She nods and I smile. "I can't wait." To ruin the moment I hear the preacher. "Can everyone take a seat?" He asks and I sit in the front row with Willow on my lap and Hunter on Peeta's. Tris sits next to me on my left and Tobias next to her with a bouncing Nevaeh on his lap. The preacher says a few things and prays. "Katniss?" He signals and I take a deep breathe, walking on stage.

I look around before I begin, "Clove was my best friend since we were 7. She has helped me through so much and I have to thank her for that. Yes we fought but that was because we were too alike. She wanted to end her life and I'm so sad that she did. Sadly my little 2 week baby boy Rye, died beside her." I stop and see everyone in tears. "I just started getting close to him and now he's gone. Daddy, Mrs. And Mr.Prior please take care of them for us." I cry. "I expected to see the boys wrestling in the leaves while Willow picks flowers in the meadow when they got a little older...." I fall on my knees and sob. Peeta gives the babies to Tris and runs to my side. "Take care of them for me Daddy...please. Rye, say hi to grandpa for me." Peeta picks me up and carries me.

After the service I see Cato and I can't bare to look at him. I can feel his eyes on me but I don't dare look up. He's the reason Clove is dead and if Clove wasn't dead Rye wouldn't be either. Nevaeh pulls on my dress and I bend down. "Yes sweetie?" I smile. "Is there cake here?" She asks. Tobias laughs and says "you are my daughter." Tris glares at him and slaps his stomach, "sh!" She scolds. "Yes there is cake here." I laugh. "Chocolate?" She asks. I grin. "Chocolate." She cheers.

Tobias grabs Nevaeh and says "let's go get some cake!" They walk away and Tris shakes her head smiling. "What am I going to do with them?" He asks and I laugh, shaking my head. I look at Tris's pregnant belly. She's pretty big. "Tris how many months are you?" I ask. "8 1/2." She smiles excited. "2 more weeks and you will have a beautiful baby." I grin. "A boy." She rubs her stomach. I remembered that only 6 months and 2 weeks ago that I gave birth to triplets. It felt like we have had them forever. I see Peeta and the Triplets- well now just twins at the graves. Hunter cries and slaps Rye's grave. Willow starts crying too.

I wonder if they get what's happening..that their brother isn't coming back. It saddens me to realize that they are gone...forever.

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