*Katniss POV*

There were so many emotions running through my mind all at once. I felt broken. Hurt. Confused. Abandoned. Why did things have to be this way? Just when you think you've finally found the light, that you've finally found happiness…only for it to be ripped from your arms. Prim was the only person who truly knew what I was thinking. I told her everything. She was the only person I really loved.

After our mom left, all I had was Prim. All she had was me. I took care of her however I could. I made sure she was fed, that she went to a decent school, that she looked presentable. No one truly knew the struggles we had to face. How hard I had to work to make sure we survived. I would run around town trying to buy things that we needed. If I was desperate, I'd go through the trash cans behind stores for goods and clothe that were in fairly good shape. I made sure to do it when no one was around. It would be embarrassing if someone we knew saw me…

Prim had been sick for a little while. I noticed it during one winter break when her face nearly turned green. Then she experience hot flashes. I would turn my back for one minute and when I came back I would see Prim drenched in sweat, her covers thrown onto the floor. I tried everything I could to help. I fed her soup, gave her lots of cold water to drink, placed damp towels on her forehead, but nothing seemed to work, at least not for long. I tried to take her to the doctor, but they just told me she had caught the flu. I believed them for a little while, until I realized that it hadn't gone away even after using the medicine they gave us.

It began to take a toll on her, causing her already small frame to become even smaller. She wouldn't eat, even when I gave her something as small as a cracker. She would throw up the little food she had eaten. Everything seemed hopeless.

Hello? Mom? If you hear this message, please call me back…Prim is sick and I don't know what to do. I really need you, so please don't shut me out.

I left my mom countless voicemails, but she didn't answer. I began to think she really didn't care whether or not we lived or died. Until one afternoon…

Rrrrriiiiiinnnnggggg!

"Katniss! The phone is ringing!" Prim yelled, her voice hoarse. I had been in the basement doing the laundry.

"Okay. I'm coming…" I said as I ran upstairs and grabbed the phone. I was surprised to hear my mother's voice.

"Katniss? Um I-It's me, your mom," she said in a shaky voice. "I'm so sorry I haven't been answering your calls. I just didn't know what to say to you. I'm surprised you would even call me after how I treated you…"

"Believe me, I definitely haven't forgiven you. I mean why should I? You abandoned us! You obviously don't want anything to do with us, but I just thought you'd want to know if Prim was sick."

"I-I understand why you're mad at me. II treated you horribly, but please…can I come see you guys? I need to see Prim." She sounded like she was on the verge of tears. Why was she crying? She left us to fend for ourselves with no explanation. One day we woke up and she was gone, all of her things gone.

"Fine. But only on my terms. " I said harshly.

"O-okay that's fine. When can I come?"

"Tomorrow at 10:30 am." I said as I hung up.

Author's Note: Hi guys! Thank you so much for reading my story! I know that this chapter was a little short but that is only because I wanted it to serve as an intro. The next chapters I release will definitely be longer.

~Derinique