Prim POV
They take me into the torture room next.
Soon after I am left there, Finch Powell joins me.
"Lay down on the bed, Everdeen." Finch commands and I do as he says. He straps me down so I can't escape.
"Tell me your name, age, and district." Finch commands, grabbing a syringe off the wall. He fills it with a yellow liquid from a tube.
"My name is Primrose Everdeen, I am thirteen years old, my home is District Twelve, but it was destroyed." I reply.
Finch, now by my side asks, "Who destroyed District Twelve?"
"The Capitol." I simply reply.
He injects the yellow liquid into my vein.
"What is that?" I ask, turning my head to face him. He doesn't answer.
"You're wrong. Katniss Everdeen destroyed your district." Finch says.
"Katniss would never do anything like that!"
He injects a new syringe of yellow liquid into a different vein on my other arm and states again, "You're wrong. Katniss Everdeen destroyed your district."
"You're wrong, Finch."
He injects me twice in the same vein now and repeats it again, more angered, "Primrose, I know it's unbelievable, but Katniss Everdeen destroyed your home, burned it to the ground, and you have to believe it."
I'm actually conflicted now.
"I'm not sure," I whisper to myself. Finch hears me.
"This should do it," Finch says and injects me twice more in the same vein as last time, "Who destroyed your district?"
"Katniss Everdeen," I say, "I'm convinced."
I guess she's not who I thought she was.
"Now Primrose, do you remember how Katniss sang to you on the day of the reaping?" Finch asks?
"Yes." I reply.
"Can you tell me how the song goes?"
"No."
"Great." Finch says and injects me once more, it's painful this time.
"Do you remember how Katniss sang to you on the day of the reaping?" He asks.
"N-no." I reply.
"Now, Prim, do you remember how you were reaped for the games?"
"Yes."
"And how Katniss didn't even volunteer?"
"No, she volunteered."
Finch injects me twice, each time more painful than the last.
"Did Katniss volunteer for you when you were reaped for the games?" He asks.
"Yes," I reply, "I think."
Finch injects me thrice more and then asks, "Did Katniss volunteer for you?"
Then the memories return, the nights spent in the arena, the tracker jackers, the clock, the fog, the death, the destruction, the horror, the pain, and worst of all, my sister watching from home, doing nothing about it.
"No," I reply, "And I can't stand her for it."
"Okay that's enough for today," Finch says, smiling, "You're dismissed Primrose."
I turn and walk away with new thoughts in my head, ones that I never thought I'd think.
{AN: Hey guys! I updated earlier than expected : ) I feel like writing now haha so I might post more later, tomorrow, or wednesday! I have an idea for this story now yay! Tyasm for 300 reads ilyasm leave any feedback in the comments! Ttyl!}
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Primrose: An Alternate Ending to The Hunger Games
Fanfic"My brain. It's where the Angels and Demons fight for control over my actions." On the night Katniss Everdeen electrified the nation, District 12 was destroyed. But not before Primrose Everdeen was taken prisoner by the Capitol. She doesn't know wha...
