Willow pov

I wake up and start my day the usual day. I take a shower,eat and head out to the forest where I hunt for the most of the day. Around 1:00 I come home with a deer. My mom and uncle Gale taught me how to hunt. I shoot them in the eye now,like my mom.

Normally she comes with me,but my little 12 year old brother rye and her are going to grandpa's house to help clean.. I'm 15 . The woods are my go to place. Especially to think.

When I learned about the hunger games at school,after I ran here. I know my mom and dad played a role in them and the rebellion,but they don't speak of it. I know it affected them,i hear my mom screaming of nightmares. Nightmares of lost children and mutts. My dad has had times where he isn't his loving self,he's hateful and angry,the opposite of haven't even explained. I want to know,but I'm afraid to ask.

Afterwards I head home. I walk to dad's painting room. He is working on a painting, it's a girl about twelve. She has long blonde hair in two braids and blue eyes,I've heard stories of her. It's my aunt prim.

"Hi daddy"I say and he turns around and kisses my forehead."Hey sweetie" I go and finish my painting of the meadow. Afterwards dad and I head over to grandpa's house. My mom is yelling at grandpa and rye sits looking awkward.

I sit by him."What happened?"I whisper."He was flat out drunk and passed out. He went back to drinking so mom is yelling at him"he whispers back. We've heard stories of grandpa being an alcoholic.

"Oohhh"I say. Then my then storms off."Katniss! Uh... Come on kids"dad says and we follow him. As we are walking out I see a box marked "hunger games 50Th quarter quell"

When we get home I hear dad comforting mom and I grab rye and bring him to my room and shut the door.

"Did you see that box!"I say. He looks confused"box? What box?"He says."as we were walking out,by the door there was a box and it said 'hunger games 50Th quarter quell' on it. You might not understand as much because your just learning about it but every 25 years they had a quarter quell and it was special"

"Yeah! Whoa I know grandpa had a part in the games,but was he in the quarter quell?"

"I'm not sure"I reply"I overheard mom and dad talking,I know their going to explain soon, come on follow me"I say. We slowly open the door and check to make sure everything is clear. Then quietly we walk to the banister and hide in the dark patches on the stairs.

"Peeta I just don't know why he had to go back! I know getting the things from his game was hard but did he have to go back to drinking?"mom says.

"Katniss,it's going to be hard,especially since he doesn't have someone to love like I have you"dad says.

"I know it's just...It's just..I don't want him to die of alcohol poisoning. God peeta I'm scared to tell them"she says.

"I know sweetie,but they need to know"I see their shadows coming out of the kitchen"crap their coming! Go GO!" I whisper to rye. We quietly run back to my room.

"I told you, we're going to find out soon"

A/N this is a sequel to my story watching over. You don't have to read it to understand though. Thanks and please review!