Chapter 4

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Chapter 4

Baby?

He would ask so much. Sometimes he'd wait a week but sometimes it was every day. The question just kept coming. I know he just wants a child of his own but it's a big deal to me. One day I guess I snapped.

"Baby?" Peeta smiles wearily at me as a woman carrying her child walked by.

"No Peeta!" I shout, tears welling in my eyes. "I'm sorry Peeta but no! I tell you this every single time! I'm not ready, I don't want children!" A few tears had actually got out of my eyes and started to fall down my cheeks. "I can't." And with that I walk away, leaving a stunned Peeta behind as I make my way home. I walk through the door and up the stairs to the small guest bedroom where I curl up in bed and cry. Why am I crying? Maybe because children remind me too much of Prim, or because I was too scared something bad would happen. I just couldn't have a baby, my doctor even said I can't and the chances I could were one in a million.

And I'm not very lucky.

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