I won. I won the Hunger Games. I won it for me. I won for Ronnie. But most importantly I won it for Vance.
All I can think about is the fact that I, a nobody from district 10, won the fucking hunger games. I barely even notice the notice when I see Ronnie and Croule again. I just do whatever Ronnie says in all my interviews and press conferences after the games. I know she'll keep me out of trouble.
It's only when I get back to District 10 when I realize my mistake. I've been doing all this for Vance. But Vance is dead. He died so that he wouldn't have to compete. I didn't do this for him. That's because he wouldn't have wanted this. He wouldn't have wanted me to to kill 4 (somewhat) innocent kids for him. He wouldn't want anyone to die. And he certainly wouldn't want anyone to die FOR him. That's why he killed himself. I didn't win the Games for Vance, I won them in spite of him.
"Shit."
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All for Him
FanfictionClara Heribain is a resident of District 10 where she lives a somewhat normal life. That is until she gets chosen as a tribute for the 23rd annual Hunger Games. When the other tribute from District 10, Vance, dies before the games, it motivates her...
