DISCLAIMER: I don't own the Hunger Games. All rights go to Suzanna Collins, Lionsgate, etc.
I'm so glad that I took you with me to the hospital. Otherwise, I might have forgotten you. I know I only wrote in you once, but it made me feel better. They're so strict here, they wouldn't let me take another journal if I paid them!
We're being bombed! Luckily, even deeper than the main part of Thirteen, there is a bunker. Right now I'm sitting in the bunker with Buttercup. Katniss is trying to be strong. She figured something out (which I will mention later) and is gone to see Finnick. I'm glad he's here. He understands what she's going through and will be more helpful than others would.
After Beetee aired propos in the Capitol (during a live broadcast with President Snow and a horrible looking Peeta), President Snow asked Peeta if he had anything to say. Peeta had he courage to warn us that we were being bombed. It came with a cost; he's being punished as we speak. Then the district came down to the bunker. Gale and I were almost locked out of it. That will probably need some explaining…
The sirens were going off. I helped all the patients out of the hospital, I got to the stairs, and I froze. Buttercup. He was still back in our compartment. I couldn't just leave him there- and our stuff from home was there too. I started running up the stairs. The only other time I ran that fast before was when I was running from the firebombs back in Twelve.
I threw open the door and there he was. He was pacing. I looked around for something to carry our stuff. I grabbed Katniss' hunting bag and started stuffing things in. My parents wedding photo, my hair ribbon, my father's old hunting jacket. I picked up Buttercup and was about to leave when I stopped. I knew I was forgetting something. But what?
"Prim! What are you doing here? You should be down in the bunker!" Gale shouted.
"I was going there now! I just had to get Buttercup. I just to grab Katniss' things and we can go. Wait, why aren't you in the bunker?" I smiled as I realized that I remembered what I was forgetting.
"I was checking to make sure you and your sister were gone. Hurry up and grab what you need. We have to go!" he replied.
I threw her things in the bag and shoved it into Gale's arms.
"Here! You take it! I'll take Buttercup." I exclaimed.
We ran down the stairs, tripping every few minutes. It was terrifying. I thought we were going to die. We were almost at the bottom when I heard Katniss screaming my name. We shouted back. I could barely breath. You're not going to make, I told myself, you'll die on these stairs.
"PRIM!"
There she was! I made myself keep moving. They were shutting the door! No, they were opening it!
"KATNISS!"
Almost there. Almost. And we made! Katniss was hugging me. My mother was hugging me. Katniss was hugging Gale. We explained what happened and then went to our designated areas.
I sat there, hugging Buttercup, happy to be safe and alive. Katniss and I sat there while I our mother went over to help with the patients.
"How are you liking Thirteen, Prim?" Katniss asked.
I laughed. We talked for a bit. She asked me what Snow was going to do Peeta. I realized it, but I didn't what to say it. Protect Katniss from the truth and fear her anger if she were to find out I lied? Or tell Katniss, knowing that she will probably break down. But she would trust me. And she needed to know.
"Whatever it takes to break you."
So that's basically what's happened. I spend the time playing crazy cat with Buttercup, talking to Katniss and talking to Rory. After my talk with Katniss, I had went over to where the Hawthorne's were. I had to thank Gale for coming back for me. And I wanted to talk to Rory. He was the one I would go to when Katniss was in the games. He would try and make me feel better, something my mother was terrible at. And he wouldn't get upset whenever Katniss and Peeta kissed- something that Gale constantly did.
To tell you the truth, Rory was at my house right before the firebombing. We made a habit of watching the games together. It was better at my house, where there was no younger siblings to distract you from what you thought were your sister's last moments. Only my mother. When she watched, she became silent. Almost as if she was going into another state of depression. But she always came back out when the TV was off.
When the power turned off, Rory and I stared at each other. We didn't know what was going to happen, we just knew it would be bad. We grabbed my mother and ran outside. That was when the first bomb landed. We didn't know what to do. I thought
I'm sorry. I can't think about that right now. But I'll write about once we're out of the bunker. Maybe I'll be able to face it then. Maybe.
I'm going to go. I want to go talk to Rory again. I'll write again later. Oh, and Katniss is excited that I'm going to be trained as a doctor!
Primrose Everdeen
