A/N: Sorry this one is a little short. I'm really busy with school and other activities. I hope you enjoy!
Also, I read somewhere that there were oven in the books. So, if there's not don't judge.
Chapter Two
When we arrived back home, my mother went straight to her room. I could hear her muffled cries through the door, and I realized she wasn't coming out anytime soon. I gathered some deer meat Katniss shot a few days ago and I started the oven. I placed cheese and bread that we had with dinner a few nights ago on the table. When I heard the oven beep, I placed the meat on the top rack and closed the oven door. Buttercup wrapped himself around my feet. I smiled for the first time in hours. "Buttercup! You're in the way!" I playfully yelled. He didn't seem to care and continued to sit on my feet. When the meat was done cooking, I placed it on the table and walked over to my mother's bedroom door. I thought for a minute that I should leave her alone, but then decided against it. "Mom?" I asked. I got no response. "Mom?" I asked again. Still, no response. I turned the handle slowly and looked inside. I glanced around for a few minutes and she was nowhere in sight. I walked inside and noticed that the bathroom door was closed. I sighed and knocked again on this door. "Mom. Dinner's on the table." I decided to leave her alone and walked back to kitchen. I sat down at the table and put some meat, cheese, and bread on my plate. I began to eat and a few minutes later my mother walked in, tear strain streaked on her face. She sat across from me at the table and started putting food on her plate. We quietly sat there and ate. I looked over at the empty seat where Katniss would normally sit. I felt tears beginning to form in my eyes and I ran to my room. I threw the door closed and fell to my knees. I began to sob uncontrollably. Is this how it was going to be now? If it is, I don't know if I can live like this, "Katniss," I whispered. "Please fight and win."