Lily Juniper Abernathy: The daughter of an alcoholic victor (book 1)

District 12

I was finally home. I leapt from the train with my suitcase and started running.

"LILY!" My mother screeched

I ignored her call and kept running, free as a bird, un-caged, free to fly.

"LILY-JAY JUNIPER AB-"

She stopped as I tumbled to the ground. I groaned and rolled off the thickets.

She sighed and muttered something about my co-ordination as she scraped me off the floor "What were you doing running off like that!? You know you have problems with walking- why start run-"

"Okay, I get it."

I was attacked as a child by people in the Captiol. They broke my legs and spat at me: told me I didn't belong here, my dad was scum and so was I.

"Did you go to any of your physiotherapy back home?"

My mother still didn't understand that we didn't have the same home.

"Nice trip?" Finnick chuckled hanging from the train window

"Shut up." I growled

"I'll see you for your birthday?"

"You better, coz I don't have any other friends."

"Don't say that!" She scolded

That was true as well. I was a Tribute's kid and I was disabled: I was avoided like the plague.

Two odds that were not in my favour.

I shrugged at her "It's true?"

She sighed, giving in, and said "Do you know where Haymitch is?"

She didn't call him my dad when we were in 12.

"Pissed somewhere?"

She gasped horrified "WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY?!"

I apologised even if I didn't actually mean it.

She put her arms around me "I'll see you in a few days baby, okay? Momma's got some work to do."

I rolled my eyes "Yup."

"I'll probably be back for your birthday if the trains aren't delayed."

I nodded "Okay, love you Mom?"

She hugged me "Love you too Lily: be good."

"I will."

She fussed with my fringe and brushed down my clothes "Alright, I'm going?"

I nodded "Uh-huh"

She started getting tearful "Okay, I love you?"

I rolled my eyes "Bye mom."

She got on the train. As it pulled out of the station my dad was thrown out the back by the conductor.

He staggered and put his arm around me "Come on kid, it's me and you verses the world right?"

I nodded "Right dad?"

He smiled "That's my girl."

My dad colapsed on the settee. I decided to leave him. The geese honked at me through the back door- they were some hardy geese, I'll give them that. I pulled out their feed and started scattering it across the ground.Then my legs gave way and I made the geese flap and scramble.

My dad was out of it. What the Hell was I supposed to do now? If I shouted him he'd tell me I got myself down there, I can get back up: it was his parenting style, if it could be called that.

"HELP?!" I yelled- what else could I do?

"Lily?"

I saw a head pop over the fence. The little girl -who's name was Rosie giggled- "What are you on the ground for? Have you fell?"

"Yeah."

"I'll get daddy, one second."

Peeta came through the back gate "You alright?" He mumbled lifting me straight off the ground so I stood.

"Yeah, now, thanks."

"Where's Haymitch?"

"Passed out."

"Oh."

An awkward moment passed. Apparently it takes 4 seconds for a silence to become awkward- this was instanious.