My Solitude

by GingeMadi

Sweet little oneshot. Don't read if you haven't read the first two Hunger Games books. If you still don't know who it is at the end, send me a message or review and I'll tell you.

Katniss Everdeen.

She is my solitude from all that is wrong in this world we live in yet, it was this awful world that brought her to me.

I watched her fight for her life in the first hunger games.

I watched her barely make it out alive; holding my breath when she held out those berries to swallow.

I watched her scream at night from the awful nightmares that plagued her; that still plague me.

I was her friend.

I was there.

I know that she may not make it out alive again. I can only hope for the best as she struggles for her life.

So in her time of fear, I do my job. I make her clothes. I help her for sponsors.

The dress was my last resort. I know that I won't survive the consequences of my actions.

But….

I did it for her. I did it for Panem. I did it for the future tributes.

Mostly, I did it for my solitude. My love.