Katniss and Primrose oneshots

She's gone

A/u this is the scene where Katniss finds buttercup after the bombing. I'm going off the movie but I'm adding people and changing it around.

Katniss' POV
I haven't been the same since Prim died. I doubt that I ever will be again and everyone knows that. They know how fragile I am right now. No one dares to argue with me since they think I'm either going to lash out or begin crying and frankly I think they are right. Cressida wants to film me walking around in the victors village. An easy task that I can't break down from doing. Haymitch is coming along with the film crew. It's a short distance from 13 to 12. It's depressing seeing the remains of 12 so they hurry me to my house. I walk through the village and open the door to my house. They film me walking around. I walk past the kitchen when I hear a meow. No it can't be. But of course it is. Buttercup is sitting on the window ledge, staring at me. "Katniss let's go." Haymitch tries to pull me away from the door way but I stay planted to the ground. I stare a Buttercup and he stares at me. How did he get all the way from 13? It must have been a hell of a journey because she's thinner then ever, one of her paws is red and chunks of her fur is missing. "She's not here." I say to him with a flat voice. "It was a waste of a trip because she's not here." He doesn't listen and continues to meow for Prim. Haymitch keeps tugging on my arm but I shake him off. "Get out." I say to him. Before I know it I'm fuming and storming towards him. "GET OUT!" I grab the first thing I can place my hands on, which happens to be a tea cup, and throw it at him. "PRIM IS GONE." His ear perks up at Prim's name. I throw plates onto the ground and scream at him. "SHE'S GONE AND SHE'S NEVER COMING BACK! GET OUT! Get out." I bang my fist on the table but he stays completely calm. By the end of this I'm sobbing my heart out. I pick up Buttercup and sink down onto my knees. I clutch him and we cry together. I didn't realise that he also misses Prim. The others are standing there and staring at me. They don't know whether to comfort me or let me have my alone time. I stand up and place Buttercup down as Haymitch approaches me. He pulls me into a hug with I gradually except. I sob into his shoulder and mumble. "It's my fault." He shakes his head and places his hands on my cheeks. "It's not your fault. Come on let's get out of here." Haymitch walks me back to the hovercraft since I'm deemed as mentally unstable. His words not mine. I sit in the seat and close my eyes tightly. The tears continue to fall down my cheeks. This is the first time I've cried since Prim's death. I can hear Haymitch talking to Plutarch in another room. "What happened to her?" Plutarch's voice was heard. "She saw her sisters cat and broke down. We should let her have her alone time." Having alone time sounds really good. I'm sick of everyone saying everything's going to be alright when it's the opposite. For once in my life I actually fall asleep.