Mark Everdeens POV:
I caught her just in time and pinned her to the ground. I could see the confusion and some fear in her eyes as she blacked out, and she stuttered, "Dad." For a moment I felt bad, but it died away in a wave of fear. What had I just done? First time seeing her in 5 years and I blew it.
I decided that I would carry her small and light body to her house in Victor's Village. I chuckled a bit and hoisted her up, carrying her like a baby. Gradually, I walked and walked and there was a few moments where I had to stop and calm myself and resist the urge to vomit. I was nervous beyond compare as I reached the fancy, elegant house that was painted ivory.
After a while of debating, I just decided to use the doorbell and be brave. Original, I know. I heard footsteps pounding and right before who I suspected to be Prim answered the door I vomited in the rosebush next to me. "Helloo- what are you doing?" asked Prim. "And why are you holding my sister?" accused the sweet little girl. Apparently she hadn't noticed who I was, after all she was only 7 when the accident happened. " Never mind that," she said. "Mom there is a sick guy holding Katniss and vomiting in our beautiful rosebush!" she said almost calm, as if this was average. I blushed a bit at the last comment and said," Sorry about that Primrose." I finally looked up as she said, " How do you know my na-," she was cut off as she saw my face and features and how dirty I was. "Dad?" she said as if she was dreaming. Then as if she slapped herself back into reality, she said," No, I'm sorry my Dad is long dead. Why don't you come on in and we will give you some medication for that flu you seem to have." I smiled. She had Evelyn's special abilities.
I said carefully and hesitantly, " No Prim, it is me, your Dad." Then, I added, "I guess I have a lot of explaining to do." Just then, Evelyn's face appeared in the doorway. "Hello," she said, then when she realized it was me, she practically fainted. I got tired of this reaction, and walked in the house rudely to set Katniss down on the couch and to go get Evelyn a glass of water.
"I'm really getting sick of this reaction," I mumbled under my breath. "Jeez, just because everyone thought you were dead for 5 years, doesn't mean they have to go and practically pass out on you every time you speak." I continued to fill up the water glass and then I added ice and walked to the front door where Prim was helping Evelyn up.
"Ma-Ma-Mark? I thought you were dead! Everyone did, even the capitol!..." Evelyn started to ramble until I came over and enveloped her in my arms and she quieted down. "I know, I have been surviving in the woods for the past five years with amnesia. After the accident, a few of the other survivors and I found our way out of the mineshaft and wandered into the woods. I somehow managed to survive with the help of the other men including Mr. Hawthorne." "As in Gale's dad?" asked Prim."Yes indeed," I said. Just then I heard Katniss starting to wake up.
Katniss' POV:
I gradually opened my heavy eyelids, and then wondered why I was blacked out. Then it hit me. My dad. The hob. Greasy Sae. I sat up and let out a slight moan as my head twinged with pain. " Katniss, are you okay?" asked Prim and my father in unison. My mother was too busy staring at my father as if he had 10 eyes. Then, I burst out, "Of course I'm not ok! My supposedly dead father is alive, he is here, and he tackled me! I think I am really starting to get crazy from the games!" And with that I ran in to my room and slammed the door. I walked over to my bed, carefully because my head still hurt, then flopped down like a dead jellyfish. Maybe I really am crazy. Yeah i'm deffinitely crazy. Why else would my dad be here? He died, and I refuse to believe otherwise. Soon, I started drifting away from the world as I fell into a deep sleep, hoping that I would have a peaceful night with no nightmares from the games that have been haunting me ever since I won. I also hoped as my eyelids fluttered close, in fact it was probably one of the last thoughts I thought that night, that this insane day was just a crazy dream.
Of course, when do I EVER get what I want?
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