My Everything

What if Katniss didnt volunteer, but instead Rory did?


4. Chapter 4

Posy comes in next. She looks horrible. It looks like she has never been happy in her life. She looks like she has cried for her whole life. 

“Hey little sis,” I say to her, trying to lighten the mood.

“Hey? That’s what you have to say to me?” she replies, with tears rolling down her face.

“Shh. It’s okay. Posy, please stop crying over me,” I say to her. I hate to see her like this. The only other time that she has cried like this over is the fact that she will never get to see her father in her lifetime. Just thinking about it makes me want to cry. But, I quickly wipe away the tears. I have to stay strong for Posy.

“Okay. Promise you will try your hardest to win?” she asks me. She has a very hopeful look in her eyes.

“Yes, I promise to win for you, Prim, Gale, mom, Vick, and everyone else,” I say. Now I am really crying. I quickly close my eyes and shake the tears away.

“Time’s up,” The peacekeeper says again.

“Don’t cry anymore,” I tell Posy.

“I’ll try, but I can’t make any promises,” she replies to me.

“Please try sis, I hate to see you like this. See you soon,” I say to her.

“Okay, but don’t be over-confident, that will set you up for mistakes,” she says to me, “and there is no room for mistakes especially in the Hunger Games.”

“Okay Posy,” I reply to her, rolling my eyes. She is acting like my mom. Then, a peacekeeper comes in and drags her roughly.

“Hey, watch it! You hear me!” I shout at the peacekeeper.

“Whatever,” he replies, but treats her better. Good, because I was just about to get up. I am so tired of these peacekeepers treating us like crap. Screw the death penalty. But, once I realize where I am about to go, I realize that I am facing the death penalty anyway.  

Next in comes Prim. She looks like she is trying not to cry for my sake, but as soon as she sees me, it sets her off. Do I look that bad?

“Prim, come here,” I say to her.

“It’s-all- my- fault!” she says to me, choking on her tears. But, she obeys me and walks over and sits on the couch.

“No its not,” I say to her, “I did this for you and your family.”

“But you don’t have to do this for me,” she says, “and I will never forgive myself if you die.” What I do next is surprising, even to me. I kiss her. I can hear both of our hearts beating. But, I am loving this. I can’t believe I kissed her though. This is my first kiss. She probably has already had many kisses before this one. She’s pretty good at this.

“Time’s up,” the peacekeeper says after five seconds.

“I will do whatever it takes to come home to you,” I whisper in her ear. She nods her head and walks out with the peacekeepers.

“Time to go,” says Effie to me. I miss Prim so much I want to cry. But, I promise myself that I will wait until I get on the train and into my room.

It doesn’t take more than 5 minutes to get to the train station. I sit in this really comfortable car. To only other time I have ridden in one was when my dad died. Where I’m from, we walk if we want to get somewhere. Once we get outside, out of the safety and comfort of the car, there are thousands of cameras on us. The lights, the cameras, the people, it’s all too much for me.

“WAIT,” shouts someone from behind us. Prim comes and attaches a pin on my shirt. “For good luck,” she says to me, “promise you will wear it?”

 “Promise,” I say, because she was waiting for a response. I quickly hug her, then, she runs back to Katniss. The pin is a mockingjay that is in flight. How adorable. It reminds me of Prim. A reason to win. This will remind me of home enough to win. Hopefully.

“Good luck to you two,” says our mayor. I look back at my home before the train moves away, hoping I will see it again.


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