I Don't Remember You. (Everlark fanfic)

I need her

"Right, Katniss? You'll wake up soon," I continue.

"You have to. I may not remember much but I can feel and I feel when I'm in this room. So I need you to wake up. I just know that I need it. I need you."

My father told me that I had slept for a week before waking up. That means Katniss has been out of it for longer, closer to two now.

She must be getting close to waking up and maybe then she'll be able to help me and I can help her. We can do it together.

I lean down and kiss her hand because it seems like the natural thing to do.

It's just a reflex, something I wonder if I've done so often in the past that it is ingrained into me now. My stomach swirls and it catches me off guard.

Whereas I've been wary of my father and my brothers, even knowing that they are my family, but Katniss makes me comfortable. I know to love my father and brothers by titles alone. I think I love Katniss for some other reason entirely.

And, as weird as that may seem, I'm okay with it. I may not know much else, but I know how important Katniss is to me even if I can't remember why and instead of being scared I embrace it.

I hold tight onto her hand and I swear for a moment,

I feel her squeeze back.