DISCLAIMER: I am not the writer of The Hunger Games Trilogy, therefore I do not own it or any of its characters
Okay, I promised to give you guys chapter two tonight, so here it is. If you reviewed, THANK YOU! I want at least 3-4 reviews before I post chapter 3. Is that doable?
Enjoy :)
-Lindsay
Chapter 2
Katniss's thoughts
I decided to run to Haymitch's house in Victor's Village. Thankfully, it survived the bombing, so Haymitch had a place to live after we all left District 13.
As I ran, I imagined what would happen if I had told Peeta, "Real." How happy he would be. That was what he expected, obviously, but I didn't give it to him. I almost felt sorry for him.
But I didn't, because Peeta cared about me, but he didn't make enough effort to show it, unlike Gale. Gale always looked out for me. He knew what I was about to say before I did. We hunted together in perfect harmony. Gale and I knew what it was like to struggle in the poorest parts of District 12. We each had to watch over our siblings. But Peeta didn't do any of that.
I wanted Peeta, I needed Gale.
I knew I made the right choice for Prim. She was all I ever cared about, and she was gone. My mother left to be a nurse, leaving me with Prim's dumb cat, Buttercup. There was only one reason I kept it alive, and that was because it was the only thing of Prim's I had left. Prim would've wanted me to choose Gale.
I arrived at Victor's Village and kept on running until I got to Haymitch's house.
I let myself in. Haymitch was sober now, and I liked him better that way.
"Haymitch!" I called, taking off my shoes. I walked into the dining room, then the kitchen. I found him in the kitchen on the phone. Probably with Effie. She was the only person he could really vent to (who knows why).
"Haymitch, get off the phone. We need to talk."
Haymitch looked at me and raised his eyebrows. Then, he hung up and put the phone down.
"What's up, Sweetheart?" Hay asked. I hated when he called me Sweetheart, but I learned to accept it.
I allowed myself to cry in front of him. I told him what Peeta had said. I also told him that I wanted to go to District 2 and find Gale.
"Really..." Haymitch said, monotonous. "Ok, I'll find a way to get you there, no questions asked. Go take back what you love."