Willows POV
Hi! My name is Willow Primrose Mellark. I'm 12 years old. My parents are Katniss Everdeen-Mellark and Peeta Mellark, the famous district 12 star crossed lovers (pukes at the thought). I have a little brother who's 2 years younger then me. His name is Rye Finick Mellark. Today I'm in the woods. I can't hunt as well as my mom but I want to. I'm in trouble. I already know. Next week is the week of the reaping. The reaping doesn't happen anymore since the rebellion but when your 12 you learn all about the hunger games. Today we are learning about the 74th hunger games. My parents were in those Hunger games. The hunger games means people killing each other. I already know that they killed people. I don't think I can handle that. My parents have nightmares. My mom wakes up screaming in the middle of the night. My dad clings to things randomly during the day and his eyes go glassy. One time he was clinging to a chair for 20 minutes. My mom stood their shaking him and crying. They did it's want to explain it though. But I think it's better that way. I'm not super interested in hearing that story. So this morning my teacher went over all of the previous Hunger games and after lunch we were going to learn about the 74th hunger games. I left. We learned about my dad joining the careers, then they got to a point where they said, "The careers and Peeta were under the tree and Katniss had a plan" I knew my Mom was doing something, I couldn't handle it. I ran out of the room and left. And I'm gonna be in trouble.
Then I see a man staring at me. I raise my bow prepared to shoot and he whispers, "Catnip?" "What?" I asked. "Who are you?" The man questioned, "I'm Willow Mellark," I said. "Do you know Katniss Everdeen?" The man asks, "do you mean Katniss Mellark? Because that's my mother," I said, "Yes yes of course" he said, "Do they live here?" "Well duh, we live in town above the bakery," the man asked me to show him so I lead the way to the bakery. When we got their my mother was sitting at a table playing Peekaboo with Rye and my dad was in the back. "Catnip?" The man asked, my mother noticed him the exclaimed "Gale!"
Katnisses POV
Gale was there. I gave him a hug then saw Willow standing there. "Willow," I started, but before I continue Peeta walked out of the back room with a fresh batch of Cheese Buns (my favorite) and suddenly said "Gale?" "Yes yes yes," I said, "Willow WHERE IN THE WORLD DID YOU GO?" I yelled, then I started sobbing uncontrollably and ran out of the room, I was standing in the kitchen when Peeta walked in. He gave me a hug and said "It's okay Katniss" but it wasn't, Rue was her age too. Rue was alone. Rue got killed. "It's just like Rue, it couldve-" I said while crying, "But it didn't. That happened because of the games. You know that. That boy never would've hurt her if they weren't in the games" Peeta said, "I know but," I started, "Come on" Peeta said, he pulled me out of the room the led me to sit in the living room, he left the room for a second then came back in leading a frightened looking Willow. "Willow" Peeta said, "Why did you leave school," he questioned, Willow started crying, she explained the whole story to us. But when she got the word, tracker jackers, Peeta grabbed on to the chair he was sitting on for dear life. He eyes went glassy and I knew what was happening. Peeta had episodes sometimes where something from when he got hijacked would come up and he would go in to another world. I started shaking him, trying to pull him out of it but he was stuck. After about 5 minutes I started crying. "PEETA!" I started yelling frantically, then Willow came up behind me and said quietly, "What's wrong with Dad?" And that was the moment. I had to explain. She was learning it in school. She saw Peetas episode. We couldn't hide it forever. But I needed Peetas help so I said, "Go to your room. I'll be their in a moment to explain," Peeta started stirring. I knew what was happening. Sometimes if his episodes are long he will forget for a second that I'm not trying to kill him. So I held his hands tight and he opened his eyes. For a second he struggled but then I started whispering things he needed to hear to come back, "Peeta, your a painter, your a baker, you always sleep with the windows open, you never take sugar in your tea and you always double not your shoe laces. I started crying. But Peetas eyes cleared up I saw the normal blue and then he started crying, so we stood their just looking at each other and crying.