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(Updated as of December 2nd, 2014.)

-RC

A week later...

Prim wasn't one for confrontation but here, now, she'd gladly kill the bitch impersonating her sister. The knife was just an inch away from it's throat when Haymitch grabbed her by the waist. It took a while for the blood pumping in her ears to subside, but she heard it.

"I've tried it all! It's really her! Calm down!" She went limp in his arms and stared at Katniss.

She took a wavering breath and widened her eyes. "How?" She asked softly.

"Don't act like you didn't do this." Both Haymitch and Katniss said at the same time. She would laugh at how alike they were if they weren't in this moment.

"I didn't!" She defended hotly. Her sister's eyes widened a bit, she was surprised at Prim's new attitude. But behind the surprise was disbelief. Before either of them could butt in, the blonde jumped forward and gave her big sister a hug. They stood that way for a long time, not wanting to let the other go.

When they finally separated, Katniss shook her head, "If you didn't make a deal then how am I here?"

Prim shook her head sadly, "Kat, you have no idea how many times I tried to make a deal. No demon would even speak with me."

This set her off, "You tried to make a deal?!" It probably wasn't the smartest move to tell her. Prim fiddled with her shirt and looked down, ashamed. "You promised me-"

"You weren't here!" Tears pooled in the blonde girl's eyes, ready to drop at any moment. "Katniss, when you died, I was alone. I had Haymitch but every single one of my family members was dead. I couldn't just let go. I couldn't let go of you."

"Prim, you don't have to be a hunter! I dragged you back in! It's my fault you're even in this mess."

Let's just say, the Everdeen's had a pretty messed up childhood.

Their father died at a young age, Katniss being 5 and Prim being 1. Katniss remembered him. The way he sang most of all.

Prim didn't.

Everyone had to get into 'the life' somehow. So, after that, their mother got a new occupation. Katniss remembered the early days, when it was bad.

Prim didn't.

So, as they grew up Mrs. Everdeen would leave them alone, either in a hotel room or at Haymitch's. They learned to fight and hunt with him. It was nice... some of the time. Katniss remembered the neglect.

Prim didn't.

When Prim went off to college, always the smarter of the two, she left Katniss behind with her mother. Katniss held a lot of anger in when it came to their mother.

Prim didn't.

So, after Prim left them, it was only logical for Katniss to leave too. She went off hunting alone and Prim began to live her normal life. At the end of each night, Katniss listened to an voicemail, it was on an old phone that Katniss had kept. She'd missed Prim's voice. Katniss felt unhappy and lost without her sister.

Prim didn't.

So, one night, their mother called Katniss. She answered, albeit reluctantly, only to hear screams. She tried to find Mrs. Everdeen with no success. She'd never imagined finding her sister again. The last thing Katniss did before arriving at Stanford was throw away the burner cell of Prim's. She let go of the old Prim and accepted she'd never be the same as when they were little. The Prim she took care of. The Prim that was now only in her memories. When the door opened, Katniss attempted to smile.

Prim didn't.

Prim stood in shock. She couldn't even move. Just when she thought she'd left her old life behind, she found out that she didn't.

"I came with you! You didn't drag me into anything!" Prim cried. "That was then. This is now. And I couldn't leave!" That's when Katniss saw the necklace. The gold chain with the little mockingjay pendant. It was their father's. And it was around Prim's neck. Prim noticed where her eyes trailed and understood. "You always said to me that it gave you strength." Her hands went to the back of her neck as she unhooked it.

"Why would you try to be like me?" Katniss had given up yelling. She just felt deflated. "You're so much better than that."

Prim's brows scrunched together, "Katniss… you told me that I had to be strong. You're the strong one." The blonde's thumb rubbed the small bird, she looked at it with a gleam in her eye.

"I don't want you to be like me. I want you to be you." They smiled sweetly. Prim gave Katniss the necklace back and all was right again.

"Can we go back? To how it was before." She nodded, but really they couldn't.

A week later…

His hands trail her body, leaving fire in their path. "Katniss…" he whispers in her ear. She can feel his lips everywhere they touch. "Listen, please." He changes their position and she straddles him.

She kisses up his neck and along his jaw until he finally crashes their lips together. "Mmm, I love you." she murmurs, lost in the moment.

He laughs and it goes to her very core. "You don't even know me."

She jumps, eyes wide and alert. She quickly looks around, panicked. "Hello?" She whispers into the night. No one responds but she can't help but feel that someone is watching her. She abandons sleep, favoring a cold shower instead. As she pads to the small bathroom, the air seems to heat up around her. Having grown up around the strangest of things, she finds it weird that she's never heard of this before. She flipped on the light and locked the door. For someone who's seen as much as her, she really felt nervous as she showered. Her mind was flooded with images. She'd never been able to fully see him. She could hear him and feel him. Her lips felt swollen and she had scratches that trailed from her shoulders to her waist. What was going on? Maybe she was haunted. Coming back from hell must've done something. But, it didn't feel evil.

As she stepped out, she squeezed out the water in her hair and went to the mirror to braid it. Her heart skipped a beat.

Listen to me, please.

It was written it the condensation in the mirror. And behind her reflection, he stood. She finally saw all of him. She quickly whipped around but by then he was gone.