It has been three years since I lost Prim, since the new Peeta and since the rebellion that changed Panem. My thoughts were interrupted by the front door of my victor village house opening. It is probably Peeta or Haymitch visiting because they usually check up on me. I can tell they both are worried about me and they both try to get me to eat and do something other than just sit curled up in a ball on the couch and stare and the cream coloured wall of the living room.
"Katniss" says Peeta with too much enthusiasm for my liking. I can hear rummaging in the kitchen as he places a range of baked goods in the pantry. He knows I won't eat it all but he just likes to bake.
All I do these days is stayed curled up into a ball, crying and thinking about the past. I want to move on, but I just can't, it's like I am frozen in time while everyone else does their own things. So many memorize haunt me and the song 'hanging tree' is repeated in my mind over and over again.
Are you, are you
Coming to the tree
They strung up a man
They say who murdered three.
Strange things did happen here
No stranger would it be
If we met at midnight
In the hanging tree.
Without noticing I begin clawing my nails into my arms and biting my arms so hard I could taste the blood. I don't know how long I have been like this because when I become aware of my surroundings I see Peeta on his knees right in front of me with a concerned look in his eyes. I now he is only concerned but I hate seeing him worried about me and I hate how everyone always stares at me with pity.
Are you, are you
Coming to the tree
Where dead man called out
For hi love to flee.
Strange things did happen here
No stranger would it be
If we met at midnight
In the hanging tree.
"Katniss stop!" Peeta is almost yelling at me to stop injuring myself and to snap out of my trance and I can see he is almost crying, but is trying to stay strong. "Katniss can hear me?" He says in a softer voice that almost makes me stay away from the terrible memories but then I think of prim. I see her warm smile, her helping others but then I see her being blown apart and I fall back into the darkness.
Are you, are you
Coming to the tree
Where I told you to run,
So we'd both be free.
Strange things did happen here
No stranger would it be
If we met at midnight
In the hanging tree.
"How long has she been this bad?" I hear they soft voice say, I think it is Haymitch talking with peeta in the next room but I am not sure. "She was like this when I came here at about, 8:00am but I am not sure if she was already like that before I came" and I was certain that voice belong to Peeta.
I eventually here footsteps coming my way and I try to open my eyes but it is like they have a mind of their own and stay closed. I can hear them talk but even though there in the same room their voices are muffled, which is frustrating. 10 minutes later my eyes and ears decide to work but not my eyes, so i decide to listen to their conversation.
"This is the worst I have seen her" peeta says to Haymitch in a shaky voice and I can tell he is in the verge of crying. "I think we should take her somewhere" Haymitch suggested in an unusual concerned voice.
I don't know how long I have been like this because when I finally open my eyes that took a long time to adjust to the lighting, of the living room it is dark outside. "Well good morning sweetheart" Haymitch says arrogantly but I can hear the relief in his voice and the same time.
"Oh my gosh" Peeta sighs with relief and straight away embraces me, but I still don't say anything but I lust lean my head on him. "Please speak" but he knew I wouldn't , instead I glue my eyes to the floor, with my head still supported by his shoulder.
He sighs with disappointment then he asks if I want something to eat but I just keep staring at the floor. He gets up from the couch we were just sitting on and begins making a racket in the kitchen.
I can see Haymitch awkwardly sitting in the corner trying to think of what to say. Instead of speaking he just comes up and hugs me and then he lets go of me but stays seated on the same couch. Peeta comes back to the room with some butter spread on his homemade bread. He sits down next to me "please eat" but instead I just stay frozen.
After what felt like forever he finally gave up and I can tell that he is frustrated with me and himself because he can't help me. My mind strays off to other thoughts and the next thing I know I am being lifted up by Haymitch, carried up to my room and placed in bed. Haymitch closes the door and a can hear him having a conversation with Peeta but I have no idea what they are saying.
Eventually I hear Haymitch walk down stars and out of the house. Then Peeta enters my room and comes into bed with me and I rest my head on his chest. I feel my eyes closing and the darkness falling upon me again and Peeta can see I am at war with and I hear his soothing words but it is too late.
Are you, are you
Coming to the tree
Wear a necklace of hope,
Side by side with me.
Strange things did happen here
No stranger would it be
If we met at midnight
In the hanging tree.
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FanfictionThis is a Hunger Games fan fiction about Peeta and Katniss living in victor village three years after the successful rebellion against the Capitol.They then meet someone that has been plotting revenge but how far will revenge go?
