What if Katniss didn't Volunteer? (Complete) (2013 Watty Award WINNER:)

Part 15

I know sleep is too much to ask for at this point, but I can't go back out there and risk seeing Peeta again. I regret what I said, but after what he said, I don't know if I can trust him. So I take a long shower, with the Primrose scent running the whole time. I really like the smell, even though they kind of remind me of home. Home. The place I hope to be in a week. Hopefully the game are over by then and everyone is dead and I can leave! But I don't want anyone to die. I wish we could just all go home. But tomorrow, we will be thrown into the arena. I go to my bed and realize it is really late. It's almost 10:30. I lay down and fall asleep.

My dream is bad. I'm already in the games. It's the last fight and I'm running from the girl from 2. She tackles my but I try to fight back. I get a good look at the girl and she turns into someone I know. Katniss. With joy, I hug her; never wanting to let go. She hugs me back and we stay like that. No other tributes are around for awhile, then I see him. Peeta runs through the bushes with a sword in his hand. He runs over to us and lifts Katniss off the ground. She kisses him. He towers over top of me as he raises the sword. It comes down on me and I wake with a scream. I'm sweating and still screaming. I wish Katniss was her. Not the one in my dream, the real Katniss. Once I calm myself down, I make a decision. I have to get out of this room. It's about midnight and Peeta should be in bed, along with everyone else by now. I walk out of my room and order a hot drink. I'm not really sure what it is called, but it's good. I walk around to different parts of the apartment. It's actually nice. Just walking around, no one following me or trying to put me in giant heals. It's peaceful and quiet... And then I hear footsteps. I look for something to hide because I really don't want to see anyone right now. I try to jump on the couch, but that only makes a noise. Sending whoever was up coming my way. Ugh. It better not be Peeta! And it's not, it's Haymitch.

"Prim? Is that you?"He asks.

I sigh and lift myself to a sitting position. "Yes, it's me." I say.

"What are you doing? You need to get to sleep. It will be hard in the arena." He says. He is right about this though. I will always have to be alert and will have trouble falling asleep when I know people are hunting me.

"Yeah, I know. I just couldn't fall asleep. It's hard now that I broke my alliance with Peeta. I'm going to have less protection, just Rue." I say. He looks at me in shock then slowly says, "You broke your alliance with Peeta?"

"Yes, I did. We got in a fight a couple hours ago. I yelled, he yelled, and then he said he wasn't sure if I should go home or if he should. So I broke the alliance there and told him I was going to be with Rue." I say

Haymitch just looks at me, and says

"Apologize. Now. Go to his bedroom, wake him up, and get him back as an ally. How exactly are you going to kill Rue? You can't! Now get back with Peeta so he can do it for you. So you can go home."

"But I-"I say, but he cuts me off.

"No buts! Go!" He exclaims. I stand up and walk toward Peeta's room. Haymitch's voice stops me. "Prim, I will make sure you actually talk to him." He says. I can't do this, I'm still to mad. I turn to Haymitch and say.

"No, I can take care of myself. I don't want Peeta's help. And you can't force me to be ally's with him." I turn and go to my room, and lay under the covers. I cry and cry until finally, I fall asleep.