This is the start of Prim's story- just a few facts:
. Prim, Finnick and Cinna are still alive - loved them too much
. It takes place 7 years after mocking jay
.it's in Prim's point of view- always
And I don't own any of the material, all of it is owned by Suzanne Collins the AMAZING author.
That's it so I hope you guys enjoy it
CHAPTER ONE - IN LOVE~
My alarm clock goes off and I shut it of by giving it a quick thump. I roll over and stare at my husband's face, it looks beautiful in sleep, less serious and more perfect but then again- it always looks perfect to me. I give it a quick kiss before getting out of bed, it's my turn to work at the hospital with Mother today which means getting up and five-thirty am because the shift starts at half six, I can't complain though because I absolutely love my job and there is worse things in the world than getting up and half-five.
I pull on my bath-robe and suddenly feel a wave of nausea come over me and only have time to make it to the bathroom before I am violently sick in the toilet. It's lucky we have an en-suite.
"Prim, is that you?" says Rory. He comes into the bathroom just as another wave of sickness comes over me. I don't answer his question- he can obviously see it's me.
He kneels down beside me and puts one hand on the small of my back and the other pulls away my hair from my face. I am sick about twice more before it stops and gives way to retching. It's sends shivers up my spine, eventually though I stop, turn around and sit on the floor- my back against the toilet bowl. I grab a piece of toilet paper and wipe around my mouth before proceeding to get up. I need to get to work after all.
"Whoa" says Rory, putting a hand on my shoulder, "where are you going?"
"Where do you think dimwit? I'm going to have a shower so I can get ready for work," I sigh in frustration, where else would I be going?
"Erm Prim, I don't think that's a good idea, I mean, you've just puked up what looked like every meal you'd eaten for a week, it might be a good idea to give work a miss today."
"I can't," I snap, "We are already understaffed as it is and I can't leave Mother to do it on her own, besides I feel much better now anyway," and it's true, the nausea has gone now and I feel much better.
Rory relents but as I go out the room I hear him mutter, "It's stupid to go to work if she's sick, she'll just pass it onto her patients." I have to suppress a small giggle.
The shower has an invigorating effect on my spirits and I come out all happy and fresh. I start to get dressed in my nurse's outfit when I pair of hands covers my eyes. "Guess who?" says a voice, that's trying-but failing- to disguise itself. The hands mover away from my eyes and then I feel Rory's lips on mine and the rest of the world melts away, just like it always does when I kiss him. Eventually though, I have to push him away. The alarm clock says 6:05 and I need to hurry up otherwise I'll be late. I say as much to Rory.
"Aww Prim, do you really have to go? You could phone in sick, and then we could have the whole day together."
"As tempting as that is," I say (because it is really tempting) "You know I can't and besides I finish at half-five today so why don't you cook a wonderful meal for when I get back and whatever we do after that is up to you."
He looks like a little kid at Christmas, with his eyes lit up and his childish grin, "Seriously?" he asks. I nod and get dressed. Too soon, I'm at the front-door with car-keys in hand giving him a kiss goodbye.
"Bye Honey," I say, giving him another kiss.
"Bye," he says sadly. I leave him with a face that looks like a puppy- a puppy I've just kicked. Isn't it lovely that he's going to miss you I think to myself.
Isn't being in love fun.
I'd really like at least 10 reviews before my next update and sorry this part is short but It will get longer with time.
