Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters used in this fanfic.
"What if Katniss dies out there?" I thought grimly as my mother and I watched the tribute's train speed away from District 12's station. We wouldn't survive without her. I wiped away my tears as mom and I walked home. She was crying too.
I wished that Katniss hadn't taken my place. I didn't care that I would've died. I don't do anything for our family. I couldn't hunt. I wouldn't be able to provide for mom and me.
I wouldn't be able to sleep tonight. Or the next night. Or any night again. Not without knowing Katniss would be sleeping next to me.
I didn't want my sister to die...
A/N: Well, considering that was my first fanfic in about 3 years, I don't think it was that bad. Sorry for shortness. This idea simply came to me, and I knew it had to be put out there. Constructive Criticism is greatly appreciated. Might revise and make it longer if I get demands.
~HeyIt's Elena.
