A/N So it's my second fanfiction and yes, it's definitely about the Hunger Games :) So in this story, Peeta has a little sister and the Games don't exist. But the Capitol, the Districts, and the hardships in D12 are still there. Katniss is in here as well as Gale. Amelia is my little OC and I might put some other OCs here too...possibilities.. So I hope you all like it! Please check out my other Fanfiction, The Bite of a Cobra, it's a Maximum Ride fanfic. So here's the prologue:

Prologue: What A Child Hears

Their arguing could be heard all the way upstairs. Her parents always argued now. About what, she didn't know most of the time. But tonight, she knew it was about her.

Her mother had slapped her arm, hard, when she came home with torn stockings and a muddied skirt. But she didn't know why her parents were arguing. She vaguely heard the words, "Irresponsible", "Talks back", "Brat", "Spoiled", "Lazy".

But she didn't know why her mother would say such things. She was her own daughter, a daughter who was 6 and didn't know any better. But she knew the exact person to help her feel better.

She crept into her brother's room and whispered, "Peeta? Are you up?"

"Amelia? What's wrong?" Peeta asked, sitting up and beckoning her over.

"Momma and Daddy are fighting again," she sniffled.

Peeta sighed. "Do you know what about?"

"Me," she sniffled again.

He sighed again, and just held his little sister close to him. Peeta was 10 years older than her, making him 16. And he was the only comfort to little Amelia in the disaster of their home.

Their parents voices reached their peak yelling point and Amelia just covered her ears with her hands. Peeta held her again, telling her it was going to be alright and everything would be okay.

Oh how he wished to run away. He hated these arguments as much as Amelia was scared of them. But if he ran away, who would take care of her? No, he could never leave his sweet sister.

Amelia was scared. She didn't like it when her momma yelled, especially when it was at her father. A song she once heard played over and over through her head. Please don't leave, please don't leave.

A crashing sound of plates brought her back to reality and she buried her head in her big brother's chest. She also wondered if this would ever stop. She got her answer 10 years later.

A/N Okay, to clarify some stuff, the next chapter will be set 10 years later and I'll provide what happened in those 10 years during the chapter. Oh, and the song that is playing through little Amelia's head is Family Portrait by Pink. It really is an amazing song and it inspired this story. RRR please! (Read, Review, Recommend)