Chapter 2

Katniss was still riding the high of her second chance at life, but the shadows of her past were never far behind. Outta nowhere, the sound of heavy footsteps echoed down the hall. A voice she knew all too well called out, "Katniss!" She whipped her head around and saw her dad, Oliver Manners, storming in with a bunch of rough-looking dudes. "What the hell is going on?" Katniss asked, her eyes wide with confusion and a hint of fear.

Oliver marched up to her bed, his eyes cold and hard. His face was a mix of anger and authority.

"You have some guts to ask what's going on." Oliver's voice was dripping with rage. "You little monster, you hurt Clara! Why'd you let those jerks mess with her? Do you even get that you could've killed her?" Katniss felt her heart drop. She'd been given a second shot at life, back in the summer of her nineteenth year.

She'd just started college, dreams and hopes all lined up. On the way home with Clara, they ran into some thugs, and things got ugly real fast.

"What do you want?" Katniss glared at the punks, ready to throw down to protect Clara.

Before she could even finish her sentence, the thugs attacked. Katniss and Clara fought back with everything they had, but they both got hurt bad.

Katniss took the worst of it, her blood shining bright in the sunlight. But her family didn't see it that way. Oliver rushed to her, with Elodie and Clara right behind. Seeing Katniss covered in blood, their anger exploded. "Katniss! What did you do?" Elodie's voice was sharp, like she already knew Katniss was to blame.

Katniss tried to get up, but the pain held her down.

"Mom, it wasn't me." Katniss's voice was weak, tears blurring her vision.

Her forehead was busted up, needing stitches, while Clara just had a small bump. Yet, Katniss got blamed for "ordering thugs to mess up Clara."

her the same way. She tried to explain, to apologize, but all

even bother. No one would believe her anyway. She snapped back to the present, asking coldly, "So, did she

to strangle her. "Katniss, what's wrong with you?

so mad the veins on his neck were popping out. He rushed over, glaring down

could our family raise someone as cold as you? We should've left you

stared at Lucas, not

brothers wanted to jump in and tear

sat by the bed, holding Katniss's hand,

tried to make it up to you, and supported your studies. Now you're in college, while a lot of girls your age didn't even finish middle or high school.

kid, she grew up with

Manners family let her go to school, which was

wasn't it just to shut people up and show off that everyone

a fancy room, while Katniss got stuck in a storage room. Everything she ate, wore, and used was

had the nerve to call

beat up, and instead of caring, they came to

didn't care about right

not wanting to waste another

you can't take a little criticism? You're always up to no good, but

you have now is because of the Manners family. What more do you want? Do you really want Clara dead to be

second brother, Dylan Manners, looked like he wanted to say something

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