We protect each other~ A modern day HG fanfic

Chapter 2

Thanks for reading this story guys. I hope you enjoy this next chapter.

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Chapter 2

            Mary gathers the feline in her arms and rushes into over to the examination room. Prim follows her mother while Katniss and Peeta stay in the waiting area, both unable to provide any help.  

            Katniss lays her head on her brother’s lap. She watches him play around with her braid. “Why do you always tie your hair like this?” he asks.

            “I don’t know. I like I guess.” The air becomes still and Peeta pulls out his sketchpad. The scratching sound of the pencil is comforting to Katniss ears; she listens to the rhythm of pencil strokes flying back and forth across the page. Slowly, drowsiness pulls Katniss into a deep slumber.

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Peeta & Katniss- 5 years old

 

            Little Katniss grips the edge of her class desk so tightly her knuckles turn white. Peeta notices her change of behavior and tries to calm her, “Are you alright?” he asks. Katniss shakes her head; she has never had contact with this many people before.

 

Edward Everdeen’s most common form of abuse was solitary confinement. Katniss would be locked in her tiny closet of a room without any food or water for days. Being in a classroom filled with noisy kids made the little girl feel anxious.

 

 A lady in her mid-20s walks into the room. Her beautiful black hair tied into a ponytail, she had striking grey eyes similar to Katniss. Her face was bright and cheerful with a kind smile. She reminded Katniss of her real mother 3 years ago, before she became abusive. She shudders at the thought and fixed her gaze to her hands.

 

After introductions, Mrs. Berry decides to give her students a friendly activity. “Okay class, let’s have some fun! Does anyone here have special talent?” The class is silent other than the whispers from the corner of the room. Slowly Peeta raises his hand, “My sister can sing.”

 

Katniss stares at him in horror. It was bad enough that was sitting in a room filled with people, now she has to sing to them. “Come on sweetie, let’s here you sing,” Mrs. Berry exclaims.

 

Slowly Katniss pushes her chair back, making a high-pitch screeching sound. Time slows down for her as she walks up towards the blackboard and turns around to face her peers. Mrs. Berry signals her to begin but Katniss stays silent. Her hands are sweaty and heart beating a mile per minute.

 

She closes her eyes and tries to remember the last time she heard a song. Edward had such a magnificent voice, she was sure the birds stopped just to listen to him. He used to sing to her, every night before she went to sleep. The song flows out of her lips.

 

“You are my sunshine, my only sunshine.

 

You make me happy, when skies are grey.

 

You’ll never know dear, how much I love you.

 

Please don’t take my sunshine away.”

 

The song finishes and Katniss slowly opens her eyes. All eyes are on her, some filled with awe and some with jealousy. A blush creeps up Katniss’s face as she makes her way back to her desk.

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            Prim giggles at the sight she beholds. Peeta has fallen asleep with a pen in his ear and his sketchpad on the floor while Katniss has her head on Peeta’s lap, asleep as well. She picks up the sketchpad then gently shakes her sister awake. Katniss’s eyes flutter open, “Hey little duck,” she whispers.

            “Hey Katniss. Mom and I are done fixing up Buttercup.”

            “Buttercup?” Katniss asks. “Ya, Mom said that this cat is a stray. He doesn’t have a home, so we’re keeping him!”

            As Prim continues to talk about their new pet, Mary quietly walks into the room, holding Buttercup. Now that it’s not covered in blood, Katniss could have a better look at it. Buttercup’s coat was almost completely shaved off and replaced with stiches from its stomach to its back. Half of its ear is missing and its nose is mashed in. What’s left of the cat’s coat was a disgusting colour of rotten squash. 

            Mary set Buttercup on the counter and grabbed a pet cone; she gently wrapped the belt around its neck and secured it. “Katniss, why don’t you and Peeta walk home while Prim and I buy some cat supplies.”

            “Okay mom.” Gently, she shakes Peeta awake.

2 hours later...

            The buzzing sound of the doorbell echoes throughout the house, breaking Katniss’s concentration. Setting her homework down, she rubs her tired eyes and rushes to the door. Slowly opening the door, she stares at the couple in front of her with her jaw dropped.

           

“Hello child.”

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-TheSnowyAngel