Hey guys! I'm so so so so so sorry for being such a bad author. I know I haven't updated in such a long time, and I'm really sorry. It's sort of a combination of being really busy (I had my spring fling on Friday 3) and a lack of motivation. I am running out of ideas for this story, and have a complete block. I've got up to ch22, so if anyone wants to read them and give me ideas?
Again, I'm really really sorry, and I promise that I will be better in the future
Thanks for reading, hope you enjoy it!
viralsfan101 xxxxxx
P.S If anyone hasn't seen the new Les Miserables film, GO AND SEE IT! I've seen it six times! It's so good - I'm actually working on a fanfic with Aaron Tveit and Samantha Barks (Enjolras and Eponine) but I don't know if I'll publish it yet
Sorry, here's the chapter! xxxxxx
19
Katniss
After two hours of getting ready, I'm sitting on the sofa waiting for her when a Peacekeeper comes in and announces, "Ladies and Gentleman, Primrose Everdeen." She enters and nods to the Peacekeeper, who whispers "Have fun, kid." She breaks into a smile and then turns to me and flies into my open arms. "Hey, Little Duck. Are you alright?" I ask quietly and she nods into my shoulder. I can tell she's crying as she stutters, "F-f-fine. Peace-Peacekeepers are n-n-nice enough. But-But M-m-m-mom's d-d-dead!" I hug her tighter as she really breaks down now and I realise I have to go back to being strong Katniss now. In the DVD player is the clip of Rory's death, which I know I have to show her. But first,
"Primrose, this is Cato. He's my husband. We're getting remarried soon, and we'd love you to be there." Cato smiles at her and she flies into his arms as well. He sits down on the sofa with her on his lap and I listen as she says, "You make Katniss happier than I've ever seen her. She's got a fire in her eyes again, that hasn't been there since Dad died. So I like you." Cato laughs and whispers, "You know what, sweetheart? She makes me happy too. And I'm so lucky, because I get two girls for the price of one." They both chuckle but I have to break it up.
"Prim? How much do you know about what happened in the Quarter Quell?" I ask and she shrugs her shoulders before replying, "Not much. Annie wouldn't let me watch. But I could tell from all her crying that Finnick died. You liked him, didn't you? I'm sorry." I nod, eyes welling up and I say, "Yes I did. He was wonderful, wasn't he Cato? But Prim, what you need to know is that it was a game of past victors. Except for volunteers. And I have some more bad news." She sits bolt upright and demands, "Tell me. Now!" I open my mouth and I'm overcome by tears as I say uselessly, "I… I can't!" Cato kisses my forehead and hugs me tightly before pointing to the DVD player questioningly. I can only nod and pull Prim close to me protectively. This is going to kill her.
I see myself on the screen, Rory's head in my lap and I hear myself singing. Prim gasps, a noise grown from pain and grief. "Rory. Oh Rory, what were you thinking?" she whispers and we're both crying now. "That song," she says, "That was his favourite. He told me once that he used to listen through the window as you sung to Gale, while you shared out the food you had caught. Thank you for making it easy for him." I nod and collapse on Cato's chest, where he is sitting beside me. Prim goes and sits close to the screen, whispering to herself and crying silently. "Why don't I have them bring lunch up?" Haymitch says and we all jump. I totally forgot he was there and I say, "Prim? This is Haymitch. He got me through the Games and really tried to help Rory as well." Prim nods her thanks and turns back to the screen, watching as Rory's eyes slide closed for the last time.
She's overcome with tears and cries, "Oh-oh God!" She runs from the room and Cato sprints after her, but I remain on the sofa. "Haymitch. Everyone should hate me, so why don't they? Prim is the only one reacting normally." He smirks and says, "She's reacting normally for her age. She's angry at you for letting him die because she doesn't have the familial instincts you do. Normally when you go into the Games, you're looking out for number one. In these Games, you had to think about your family – Prim, and Cato. She doesn't understand that yet but we do because every single one of us would have done the same in your position. And that's why we're not angry, because it could have been any one of us. But it wasn't. It was you. You've had to go through all this at only 16, and it's not fair. So we can't hate you. Not that we could hate you anyway, you seem to have some sort of skill for making people fall in love with you."
I raise my eyebrows at this, "What's that supposed to mean? Cato and Peeta, that's it." He chuckles again and says, "Yes, Cato, Peeta, true. Also, Gale, Finnick, Brutus, Johanna, Thresh, Marvel, Clara, Clove, Caesar, Cinna, all your prep team, me, even Snow to some extent. Your punishment was pretty lenient." I roll my eyes and quickly decide that I can't fight all of those, so I pick one, "Finnick was not in love with me." Haymitch laughs again and nods,
"Yes, he was. More than anyone, except Cato, of course. Finnick was so in love with himself; he wouldn't kill himself for just anyone. He knew Annie would recover but volunteered nonetheless – he loved her, but not enough. Don't tell Annie that, it would kill her. Anyhow, he volunteered to protect you, because he loved you. You could see it in his eyes." "He's right, Kat," Cato says as he leads Prim back into the room. Prim smiles shyly and says, "I want to watch the whole Games please. Then I can tell you whether these two are right or not." I nod to her, unable to say no and put it on before settling in to watch.
Cato
We all cry at different points throughout it. Prim sobs at Rory's death, I cry at Peeta's and Haymitch is overcome when he sees Brutus die. Then Finnick and Katniss are left and Katniss is crying as she lives the conversation again. "Oh," Prim breathes, "He does love you." Haymitch puts his hand over her mouth and smiles jokily, so I nod but don't speak as Katniss mouths the conversation. She laughs at one point at something Finnick said and I can tell what it is. Haymitch murmurs, "Just like Finnick, to keep the banter going until the end." Katniss laughs again and when he dies, she hugs me, whispering, "Babe, I don't know if he loved me. I don't suppose it matters now. But I want you to know that no matter how many tears I shed for him, or for Peeta, there is only one man for me. And that's you. I love you." I kiss him and Prim gives a sigh. We both turn to her and she says, "You two are so fucking cute!" "PRIM!" Katniss and I exclaim, and she laughs again.
After lunch, the Peacekeeper returns for Prim. She gives Katniss one last hug, blows me and Haymitch a kiss and is about to leave when she turns back and says, "Katniss. I don't blame you. You did what you had to do, and I would have done the same. Love you, sis." Katniss whispers, "Goodbye, little duck. I love you too and I'll see you soon." Prim smiles sweetly and says, "Quack quack," before allowing herself to be led out. Immediately, Katniss spins to face Haymitch and shouts, "Tell me what the fuck is going on!" Haymitch nods and says, "Not as clueless as I thought, kid." She screams, "You bet I'm not. Now start talking."
I shake my head and interrupt, "No, wait. Lost. What's the problem?" Haymitch smirks and nods towards me saying, "Him on the other hand. Look, I've been dropping hints that something's up all day. And Kat here picked them up. Now, for some reason, she's pissed? I don't know why?" After a growl from Katniss, he continues, "Fine, I'll tell you. We need to get away. We're all heading to the port tonight, you two, me, Prim, Effie, Annie, Cinna, your prep team and… him." Katniss nods curtly but I'm confused again, "Him? Him who?" Katniss gives a groan and says, "Oh My GOD, Cato! Have you not been listening all day?" I stand up and say, "No, actually. I've been busy trying to calm down your sister. Is that a problem?" She shakes her head and whispers, "He… is Finnick. He's alive."