Hello welcome to my first Rory x Prim fanfic please review it would make my day! I am up for anything you say

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Please enjoy this is a 'K+' but may turn to 'T' in the next chapters, Just some fluff! Enjoy!-Ella

"It is not that I want to die. I am far from that.

It is just I would rather die than watch my sister die herself."

After the reaping, after the justice building.

I sit silently. Rory is sitting beside me, you can see the hint pain in his eyes, I'm sure I have it in mine as well,

but he did not go to the justice building to say goodbye to Katniss. He is not hurting as bad as I.

His brother Gale is.

I sit in the Hawthrones 'living room' but it is not much of one.

a old sofa and some wooden shelves. They have a old television, we are sitting just recovering from the events of the day.

In silence.

Gale is standing in the Kitchen doorway leaned up ageist it with his arms crossed.

Posy is sitting Indian-style on the snagged rug, Mother and Hayzelle sit on a love-seat ageist the wall,

under the window. Mothers fingers pressed to her lips slowly rocking Hayzelle is comforting her,

and has her hand on her shoulder.

Vic, Rory and I sit on the sofa.

I do not want to be comforted I only want Katniss to win. And If she can't I want her to have a quick death.

That is painless or at least not painful.

We sit quiet for little longer only hearing the hussle-and-bussle of people outside,

before Rory speaks.

Not to his older brother, or his Mother, But me.

"Prim," He starts as he reaches his hand out to grasp mine.

I look up at him, with a simple quiet "Yes?"

"Are you okay...I mean...I know you aren't...But I want to make sure-"

I cut him off from whatever rubbish he was going to say, and nod.

"I'm fine Rory, I just don't want to talk about it."

"Well, you need to Prim." I says not quiet shouting or angry just...Concerned.

"I said I didn't want to Rory." I say looking back down at my knees.

"Come on." he said still holding my hand he stands and I do as well Vic cocks a eyebrow.

He looks to his Mother and she nods, as if agreeing to a silent deal.

"Your not taking her to the woods Rory," Gale murmurs I cant tell he is still upset.

I know he was in love with my sister, everyone did. But obviously there's not much he can do.

"I wasn't planing to."

Rory reply's staring at the door, not bothering to look at Gale.

Rory leads me out the door, we head for a small cleared off space by the fence.

and we is quiet for a moment before Rory speaks.

"I know, how hard this is on you Prim. And I know how much you want her to come though for you...

For Gale, for your Mom...And I know shes strong enough to make it though."

I nod. "I said I didn't want to talk about it Rory."

I reply.

"And I said we are going to Primrose, Its not good to keep all your emotions bundled up inside."

He is the only one who calls me Primrose anymore I have almost forgotten it is my name. He is the one who reminds me it is.

he gave me a look as if I was the one picked, and I was. We were all in such a panic.

Rory, Mother, Posy, And of course Katniss. He looked at me as if we were sitting in the Justice building,

saying our goodbyes.

I felt a single tear cross my face.

"Its all my fault Rory, I should have gone, not Katniss. here name was not drawn, mine was!"

Rory pulled a strand of hair that was hanging in front of my face sticking from sweat and tears, back behind my ear.

"Shes capable of winning Primrose." He said not finished he continued.

"You couldn't have won, and that's why she took your place. So that you could be safe."

I look at him in the eyes, mine still filled with tears.

"I know...But I'm tired of being treated like a child, we are nearly teenagers Rory.

She should not have stepped up and taken the punishment from me."

He shook his head. "'Punishment'? You started the dark days Prim? You have nothing to be punished for."

"Exactly! because Katniss has taken this death penalty from me."

it is not that I want to die. I am far from that.

It is just I would rather die than watch my sister die herself.

He looked off into the seam.

"If...If you died Prim, If you went into that arena, and died. I would not have been able to go on in life."

I looked at him confused. "What on earth are you talking about Rory." I say not meaning to sound rude.

"Prim we have been best friends since we were little," He looked back at me "I love you Primrose."