Author's Note: Hello Tributes, I'm starting a new story on what I think should have happened After Mockingjay. If you have any questions, comments or concerns let me know. This is Chapter 0, the chapter before everything starts.
I DON'T OWN THE HUNGER GAMES AND THE CHARACTERS
Chapter 0:
It's been 2 months since my return to District twelve. I miss her. I think about her every single second of my day. But she is not the only one. I miss my mother, she is probably suffering as much as I am in District 4, but the main difference between us is that she is actually trying. But the person I miss the most is him. Those beautiful sky blue eyes that brought me hope. His cherry red lips. It brings tears to my eyes every time I think that I'm never going to see him again, or feel his lips on mine or even look into those eyes.
When I returned I was what people call a living vegetable. Greasy sae was responsible for keeping me alive. She would come twice a day to cook and force feed me, try to make me take a bath and step outside. Let's just say I never worked really well.
It all changed when he came back. I never thought I would see him again, specially after those bombs. But I was so desperate for some human contact, some comfort, some love… It felt so wrong but at the same time I couldn't care less. He started slowly, checking on me almost everyday, trying to make me move or even smile at him. I don't know how It actually happened but one day gale was on my door with his bags.
We have been "living together" for a couple days now. I was starting to think that maybe, just maybe I could live again. Gale could become my hope, my light to take me out of this darkness. But I couldn't be more wrong….