Spoiler Alert! If you have not read Mockingjay, do not read this! Don't do it!
Anyways, uh, I'm new here, and this is my first THG fic, so it's not the best, but I hope you like it all the same. I posted this on deviantart under the same username, so you may have seen it already. I don't really have anything else to say so...hope you enjoy it!
Disclaimer: Sadly, I don't own The Hunger Games, they belong to Suzanne Collins.
Sweet Innocence
I close my eyes, willing the scene around me to disappear. I hear the gunshots, the screams of the dying, the explosions that rock the streets, the fire that devours everything.
"Prim." I whisper, my knees giving out from under me.
I hug my knees to my chest, covering my ears with my bloody hands. Tears stream down my face, and I squeeze my eyes shut, breathing hard.
Prim. She's gone.
Her sweet face flashes in my mind, her blonde hair shining in the sunlight, her trusting gaze turned up to me.
She didn't deserve to die. She had never harmed anyone in her life, and died trying to save others.
Another explosion sends a shower of rubble onto me, but I don't care anymore.
Everything I ever cared about just went up in flames.
"Katniss?"
My eyes pop open and I look around the dark room, realizing that it was another nightmare.
"Katniss?" Peeta whispers again behind me.
I take a shuddering breath. "It was Prim."
He slips an arm around my waist and pulls me close. "I'm so sorry." he says softly into my hair and I hear the pain in his voice.
I stay silent for a while, tears still silently running down my face.
"I am too." I whisper finally.
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