A/N: This is my first attempt at a FF... I hope it's okay and that you all enjoy it!
I DO NOT OWN THE HUNGER GAMES!
The small girl ran through the woods with her long hair trailing behind her. Laughing, I chased after her. "Prim! Wait!" I called. She looked over her shoulder, giggling. "Come on Katniss! You're too slow!" Prim kept running, faster and faster. The closer I seemed to get, the faster she ran. "Hurry up Kat! You'll be left behind!" She raced through the woods and burst out into a meadow. "Wait! Wait!" I gasped, far behind her. Just as she turned, I saw a plane humming above. It dropped something near Prim. She skipped over, and picked it up. As my mouth opened to shout to her, it exploded, tearing Prim apart, throwing her body all over the meadow, drenching the field in blood. "PRIM! PRIM! PRIM!" I screamed.
I woke up, still screaming. The light outside my room flicked on, and Peeta came running into the room.
"Katniss? Katniss, are you okay?" He looked terrified, eyes wide. Shaking, I started to cry. "She's gone. Gone!" I sobbed, pulling an indignant Buttercup from my tangled bed covers. I buried my face in his orangy fur. The bed next to me sank down. Peeta must have sat down. When an arm curled around my shoulder, I knew he was there.
"Shh. Shh. It's okay Katniss." He crooned, as if speaking to a child. Throwing his arm off my shoulder, I screamed at him.
"NO! NO IT'S NOT! SHE'S DEAD! THIS WAS ALL FOR NOTHING, SHE ENDED UP DEAD ANYWAYS!"
He looked at me with such a pitying look, I felt sick. Standing up, I punched him in the jaw. He didn't react, just sat there, looking at me with the same look, blood running down his chin.
"DAMN IT PEETA! DO SOMETHING! ANYTHING!" I screamed hysterically. "DON'T JUST LOOK AT ME!"
"Katniss..." he whispered.
"WHAT? WHAT DO YOU WANT?"
"What do you want?"
I was taken aback by this question. "I-I want my little sister." My voice broke, and I collapsed next to him. "I want Prim back. I want to be a sister again." Peeta put his arms around me and stroked my hair, his blood mingling with my tears. And, for the first time since the Quarter Quell, I fell asleep in his arms.