Hunting (POV DW)

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The day before the Reaping. Everything was fairly normal. People still starving. But the energy surrounding the town had gotten worrisome and stressed. 

Everyone was scared that they would be picked, even though it was a very unlikely chance that they'll be picked.

But there is still a chance.

That's why I've been scared too. Sacred for Sammy. Scared for what would happen if I got Reaped. What would happen to Sam?

I try to take my mind off of things as going hunting with Lisa which is exactly what I'm going to do. 

Walking over to the forest where a big gate stretches over I crawl through the small tear and into the wild.

Climbing into a tree, bow, and arrow in my hand, I look for game. I spot a squirrel below me, eating an acorn, oblivious to what's going to happen next. That he will die and be some poor person's meal.

I release the arrow from my grip and let it fly free. It lands straight through the eyes of the poor squirrel, still twitching from the sudden impact. 

Climbing swiftly down the tree I picked up the squirrel. No blood. Cleaner and better.

I didn't hear the footsteps. Behind me but I knew who it was.  

"Guess who?" A voice sang from behind me while covering my eyes.

I smiled and pretended to ponder it, "Is it a beautiful girl that's way better at setting up snares than me?"

Uncovering my eyes Lisa showed. Pretty as ever with her cinnamon hair and defund cheekbones. The way she blushed when she was happy and her mouth folded into creases when she was sad.

I pulled her in for a kiss and she let out a shriek of laughter. I had to cover her mouth so we wouldn't be heard but I had to admit I was laughing too.

As soon as we both calmed down, Lisa noticed the dead animal in my hands and said with a mock disproving glare, "I thought you said you'd wait for me next time?"

I couldn't resist the cute fake pout on her lips so I kissed her again, this time deeper.

Lisa has 5 siblings to look after. 5 siblings to take care of especially since her Dad died in the same mine accident my mom died in.

I've always felt attracted to her. She's pretty and kind. Takes care of her family with the same amount of responsibility as I do with Sammy.

But I've never really loved her. I have experienced pleasure with her and fun but never a deep love. I respect her and love her in a family way but never something more.

And I have to admit I still check out some girl's asses at school but whatever I've seen Lisa do it too.

The thing with love is that it's such a rare thing for me to experience. I love Sam because he's my brother and my will to live. I love Lisa because we depend on each other. 

But I can't imagine myself truly known if what real love is.

And I'm honestly okay with it.

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I went to the Seam to trade in the squirrel I killed. For some money or maybe just potato or stew. 

I don't really care, as long as Sammy has food. Walking into the dirty smell of rot and filth.

Now I'm really home.

Going up to the local crazy women's booth I ask her what can I trade for a squirrel.

"I fear not that much but everything is valuable, no matter its price. We can all use something extra here and there. I'll trade you two cups of my potato stew." I nodded but she continued, "Make sure you have enough to eat too darling. "

I laughed quietly but she still went on, "I want to give you something. You don't trade anything for it, it's a gift." She handed me a pin with a Mockingjay in the middle, confused but appreciative I took the two cups of stew and went on my way.

I handed the stew directly to Sam and went to my room which is nothing more than four walls and a creaky bed.

It might have been the first time I ever said it, but I wasn't hungry. And it wasn't even a lie.
Studying the outline of the pin. How it started in this bright shade of gold. An arrow in the mouth of the Mockingjay which were made during the war.

It was a beautiful pin really but I didn't understand why it screamed at me "important ".

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