No Time To Die | A Hunger Games FanFiction

𝖳𝗐𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗒

I opened the door and was immediately welcomed with the strong stench of alcohol. It flooded my sinuses and infected my brain, I'd never seen it so strong. I looked in the living room, no sight of her, the kitchen, nope, her bedroom, nope. I couldn't find her anywhere. I turned my gaze to my bedroom door then. It was closed, she never let me close it. Curiosity filled my brain as I slowly creeped closer and closer to it. I hesitated turning the knob, and as it opened a loud creak filled the silence. That's when I saw her, in my bed. If I thought the smell of alcohol was strong downstairs, it was worse in here. I could tell that this was where she was roting for the whole time, it's probably scented everything I own.

I walked closer to her, she was asleep. I tried to contemplate the horrors of this situation when my mother snapped back, a gun in her hand pointed right at me.

"Cheese and crackers, I thought you were the peacekeepers here again to try and interview me." I snapped out of the hesitant state I was in a minute ago. My mom hopped out of bed and walked down the hall, she stopped at the kitchen and snatched a bottle of wine from the counter. I followed her around slowly, confused on the whole situation. Mom slumped down on the couch and shuffled her hands around the couch.

"Have you seen the remote sweetie? I swear I just had it!"

"Mom!" I snapped finally.

"What?" She turned her head to look at me. "What is this?" She pulled some unidentifiable crumb and she smelled it. "I had this two weeks ago!"

"Are you fucking serious?"

"What's wrong baby?"

"I've been gone for a month and that's all you have to say to me?" I yelled. My mom turned her head to look and me and shrugged. The look on her face made me what to throw a dagger straight into it. I've never thought that about my mom before. "I've spent this whole time fighting for my life, it was broadcasted for all of Panem, and you had no idea?"

"I thought this was what you wanted hun? To bring honor to your district! That's why at 3 years old when you were watching the games your face just lit up at the idea of it! Then you started begging me to sign you up for the academy once they drafted you. For years I thought that this was what you wanted, and even if I didn't support it I still supported you. I refused to even think about the idea of loosing you to the games. Which is why by the time you were reaped I decided to think as little as possible about it."

"That's not fair. I thought you didn't care the whole time I was in there."

"Of course I cared sweetie! Baby girl I haven't stopped crying since you left!"

"Yeah and drinking too."

"Clove." She retorted. "This isn't a laughing matter."

"Yeah I'm aware mom." This wasn't good, I was getting antsy, and when I get antsy the only way I can relieve it is to throw a knife at something. Which probably isn't the best thing to do right now. I fidgeted with my fingers and tried to avoid eye contact with her as she got closer to me. She embraces me and I don't hug back. She rubbed my arm and rested her head on my shoulder.

"Dear why would you think I wouldn't care about you? You know ever since your daddy passed it hasn't been the same between you and me. Let's just run away now, away from this society. It'll be just you and me!"

I shoved her off of me and looked her in the eyes with disgust. "You don't get it do you? Oh my god. I've been miserable and you've been clueless. Mom if you had even bothered to watch my games you would know that this wasn't the same as others was. Me and Cato have been through hell these past weeks!"

"Cato? When have you ever interacted with that Hadley boy? You know how your father died right?"

"No I don't actual." I stated. "You've kept that information from me for my whole life. You haven't even let me watch those games!"