Chapter 21
(Rory's POV) 1 week later
Everyone is healing up from dad's attack, but I still kept my distance from him. I'm still limping but at least I'm a little sore now rather than being in excruciating pain when I got out. Lesson learned: when dad says "no" he means no.
I sat outside in the front porch of our house watching the kids in the neighborhood play. Some were racing each other, others were drawing with chalk, and some even just sat down on the grass and enjoyed the sunny day.
I saw an adorable little girl, skipping. She looked around 4 years old and around the height of 3'8. In her hand, she carries a little doll with yarn hair and red rouge cheeks. She wore a knee length white dress and her long blonde hair were in pigtails and on her head was flower crown with little white flowers in it.
She was singing a song. I was listening to it, and it went:
She is coming for you,
They are coming a week or two,
Smoke will be filled in the air,
The grass will be covered in red flare,
Be careful where your standing,
You don't know where they're landing,
Some will pout,
Some won't make it out,
"Calling all Districts" is first warning,
If the second one comes make sure you live till morning,
It will happen soon,
Make sure you have a plan by noon,
Don't think anyone will be fleeing,
Good luck leaving,
If she comes stay low,
Or else you won't make it till snow,
Everything will be burn with fire,
Believe me I'm not a liar,
I'll still be alive,
See you soon if you survive,
It sounded kind of creepy, but she's just a kid. Some may argue that she just has a "great" imagination.
I returned back into the house to fetch myself a cup of water. Anna was sitting at the table. "Hey, Anna. How are you feeling?" I asked her. She shrugged. "Sore?" I ask. "Yeah. And just- I keep replaying it all in my head. Seeing the 'mutt' is something I don't think I'm gonna forget. I'll be honest, Rory. I haven't got much sleep these past couple of days. When I try, the same nightmare occurs. Like, 'What if I didn't come back?' or 'What if you got paralyzed?' or even 'What if Rue was killed?' It's just-" She cut herself off due to her now sobbing state. Anna attempted to finish her thought but her emotions were too strong. I quickly wrapped myself around her for comfort. She was never really one to be emotional but I guess everybody has that limit. Kinda like how mom can't talk about the Hunger Games or her sister Prim.
"Hey, we're gonna get through this." I reassured her as she continued to sob into my shirt.
(Rue's POV)
I watched from the staircase as Anna cried into Rory's chest. Seeing the pain of my siblings just made me feel so guilty. I wanted to see the "mutt" and now look what happened. Yeah sure, they wanted to see it too but I'm the oldest. I should be the one to make the best decisions on their behalf. And what's worse is that even though I was able to tap into my own "mutt mode," I still failed to protect them.
I went back to my room and looked out the window. Watching the woods behind our house is very relaxing. I never meditated before, but I do feel like I'm letting everything go when I look out and imagine a more "normal" world.
*Sorry for a very late update. I'm thinking about writing another story. I already published 2 chapters, and it's called "A World Beyond Our Own." Please check it out when you get a chance.*
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