Nobody Said Life Was Perfect

What if Katniss Everdeen had an older sister? What if she had to take care of the family after Katniss went to the Hunger Games because her mom left again? What if she had a friend who suddenly appeared, after she told him she never wanted to see him again? (A Hunger Games one-shot). Set during the Quarter Quell.


1. Nobody Said Life Was Perfect

My name is Lily Everdeen. I am eighteen years old. My sister, Prim, was reaped for the Hunger Games. Katniss, my other sister, volunteered for her. This was last year. Now she's on her way to the Capitol, again. This time it's for the Quarter Quell. I have to take care of Mother and Prim because Mother has left again. It's just like when dad died. Except now there's only three of us.

Madge told me about a trick her mother uses so she can sort out what's real from what isn't. It doesn't help. It doesn't change the fact my sister was taken to the Capitol and I can't do anything about it. The only thing that takes my mind off of it is hunting. Even that has been taken away.

"Lily!" Prim shouts as I walk through the door. "We have a visitor!" That's strange. We never have visitors. It couldn't be. The last time I saw him I told him I never wanted to see him again. Of course I didn't really mean it. My sister had just been taken to the Capitol. He probably knows I didn't mean it. He has to, or else why would he be here?

"Thanks for ruining the surprise little duck." He's says to my sister, coming out from behind the corner.

"Gale," I say hesitantly. "I didn't think you'd come." Would he forgive me?

"Well, I really didn't think I would come either. I mean, you did tell me you never wanted to see me again..." Gale trailed off with a thoughtful look on his face. It looked like he wanted to say something but couldn't decide how to say it.

"Look Gale. I'm sorry about that. You know my sister had just been taken to the Capitol. You can't just ask me to run away with you like that." I started, my voice breaking a little towards the end. "You know we would have to take our families. We can barely take care of them here, out are we supposed to take care of them out there, where there's no one to trade with? And what about Katniss?! What would she think when she comes back and we were all gone?!"

"Lily. If you don't want to go, you don't have to. I wasn't making you do anything. And Katniss knows I wanted to run! I think she would follow us!" It was turning into a screaming match, just like our all our other recent encounters.

"Gale," I spoke, trying my hardest to stay calm. "I know you want to run, but I can't," I look over at the television. Katniss, Peeta, Johanna, Beetee, and Finnick were doing something with a wire. Why a wire? Oh yeah, I was talking to Gale. "I can't leave. You see what Katniss is doing? She actually has a chance of coming back. I want to be there when she does."

"I know but-" Gale started, getting cut off by the sirens. What we had failed to realize is that the television screen went blank. But, we knew the sirens all to well. They were the same ones that went off when our fathers were killed in the mine explosion. "Lily," Gale started again. "Would you be willing to run now?"
"Yes." I breathed.


We ran through the town, getting people to evacuate. We were almost done when the first bombs came raining down. The last people we had to get out was Mayor Undersee, his wife, and Madge. The problem was, that was close to where the first bombs fell.

"Lil. You see what they're doing? This was their plan all along," Gale whispered. I knew who he was talking about. The Capitol. They're the only ones idiotic enough to do this. "They've wanted to get rid of the Districts since the beginning. They never wanted us-" Gale was cut off again, this time by the next wave off bombs. "Come on. We have to get the Undersees out."

"We can't. Look," I pointed to the house, which was now enveloped in flames. "We're too late. We have to run. Now."

We ran, as fast we could, to the fence. This was their plan all along. They wanted us to flee the District. We are just like the ants in the anthills we kicked down as a child. We run for our lives, not trying to stop what's happening. But now, Gale and I, we're the adults, telling the children to stop, just like our parents did. And it's true because we're the only ones in District 12 ready to revolt.

This time though, we won't have a Mockingjay. We'll have a Monarch. She can't guarantee the rebels will win and no lives will be lost because, let's face it, nobody said life was perfect.

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