A Girl Named Prim
By Nico di Angelo will be MINE
A/N: so, I don't own the Hunger Games or anything related to it. Sadly :( but yeah this is a (sort of kind of) Rory/Prim story. It's not beta'd but I hope you enjoy it. Let me know if you spot any mistakes! Spank you, Emilee.
"There once was a girl names Prim. She was a blonde haired blue eyed girl who lived in the seam. Prim was beautiful in every way possible. She was kind, compassionate, caring, and special. She was loved by everyone who knew her."
"Daddy," the three year old questioned, a stern look on her small face. "Was she weal?"
Rory gave a small chuckle, " Yes, she was someone I used to know."
"How did you know her?"
"She was Uncle Gale's best friend's sister." She believes him.
"Oh." She glances up at him to see if he was going to continue. When she asks questions, he usually stops telling the story. Normally, she wouldn't mind as his stories were usually very boring. This story was different. Instead of stories about wars and battles, this was a story about a little girl who he used to know and the thought amused her for some reason.
"Should I continue?" he asks wondering if she lost intrest as per usual.
"Yesh, I tink you should."
"Well, you see Prim's sister was involved in a big war." At this, her face scrunched up. This is going to turn into a war story again isn't it? She thought in her little head. "It was very dangerous and many people died. Prim's mother was a healer and so was Prim, so they helped out a lot when the soldiers were injured."
He frowned and she did too. She thought he would stop but he continued on.
"The town she was helping out in was bombed. Prim didn't make it out. You see, she wasn't supposed to be there. Because Uncle Gale designed those bombs, Prim's sister stopped being his best friend."
" BUT DADDY, THAT ISN'T NICE!" How could she be so rude? No wonder Uncle Gale is always sad when he visits. The young girl shows a look of concern for no more than a spilt second. She composes herself and listens to what he has to say.
"I know, but the girl was very , that's why Uncle Gale lives in district two and the girl stayed in district 12."
"Daddy, why are you telling me this stowy?" She wondered aloud.
Rory sighed and took in a deep breath. "I loved Prim. I wanted to marry her one day. I was very sad when she died."
"Do you still love mommy?" She says in a frightened tone.
"Yes, very much. Don't worry about that. I just wanted to tell you a story. Now, get to sleep. Good night, Primrose." He whispers softly into her ear.
"Good night, daddy." She whispers back.