Once I hear the gunshot, I start screaming even louder and try shove myself against the door, but then my shoulder starts to throb. And then I feel myself being lifted again.
"Let me go!" I scream. The person ignores me.
I shut my eyes tightly, not even bothering to see who's lifting me up. A few minutes later, I feel someone gently setting me down on the floor. I open my eyes and see Peeta looking at me with concern in his eyes. I stare at him for a while and then bolt to the door, trying to unlock it.
"Prim!" Peeta yells in frustration.
"I need to go stop them!" I yell back.
He picks me up again and doesn't even bother to put me down.
"It's too late. They're dead. I'm sorry." He says gently.
"It's all my fault!" I scream as tears stream down my face.
"No it's not." He says but doesn't look at me in the eye.
"Yes it is! And you know it!" I yell.
We're interrupted by a knock on the door.
"May I come in?" It's Haymitch.
"Please." Peeta pleads.
I shoot him a glare.
As soon as Haymitch opens the door, I try to run out. But then Peeta catches me.
"What's up with her?" Haymitch asks.
"She's annoyed by the Peacekeepers."
"Leave me alone!" I growl.
"We need to talk about President Snow." Haymitch says.
"Peeta!" I yell and end up accidentally kicking him.
"He deserves to know!" He protests.
"Anyways." Haymitch continues. "If you don't want this to happen again, you need to read the notecards that Effie gave you."
I sigh. "Okay. But if it happens again, I'm going to slap you."
He laughs. "Keep believing that."
Just then we hear another gunshot. I look out the window and see the man and women being dragged somewhere else. And they're definitely dead. What if the peacekeepers killed one of Rue's sisters or brothers?
I bury my face into Peeta's shoulder.
"We should get going." Haymitch says quietly.
I nod and we head back to the train. As we're walking back I notice that one child, a little girl, from Rue's family is missing, and all of the others are sobbing uncontrollably. Tears stream down my face as I realize what has happened, and who that gunshot was meant for. I mouth an 'I'm sorry' to her mother and she smiles at me sadly through her tears.
"What's wrong?" Peeta asks me once we get back inside of the train.
I just stare at him through my tears and then run to my room and sob.
*****
The next week flys by. I teared up in District 9 when I mentioned Alice, but I tried my best not to burst into tears or do something ridiculous, for I didn't want anything to happen to her family. Especially the little girl with blond hair and brown eyes that looked about 5 or 6. She was standing under Alice's picture on the screen. It was Alice's little sister, I think. The girl looked like a mini Alice. I looked at her with tears glistening in my eyes as she stared at me the entire time with a sad expression on her face. Poor thing. She's been through too much.
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Prim's Games Book 2
FanfictionIf you haven't read Prim's Games, go read that and then come back and read this! This is the second book of Prim's Games! Summary: Prim has won the Hunger Games, but at what cost? Has she become a spark of rebellion? Will she cause an uprising? Com...