Why I Drink
Intro
I've always been someone that you could depend on. The boys in the neighborhood relied on me to help them win games. My parents relied on me to go to school and to help them with things. I even helped with food by adding my name more times for the reaping. I was the one everyone could depend on. But I couldn't save her. I couldn't save the life of a woman I'd come to care for.
I knew that I'd die when they called my name at the reaping. "Haymitch Abernathy." I didn't really care that I'd die. Everyone dies in the Hunger Games. I'd watched it year after year. My chances weren't so great and they seemed even worse with no previous victors and an escort like John Cannon.
But somehow I survived threw the first day and I fell in love. And I lost love. And I won. But the only thing that I won was wealth and pain. But now I drown my pain, drown my pain in the wealth of drink. But all the wealth of drink can't drown the brilliant green of my brilliant continuous nightmares. The green that use to look at me with love and passion but now haunts my dreams and only makes me want to drink more.
Now, all those who have read the books, know that he admits to having a mother, brother and a girlfriend but for the purpose of my fanfic I'm gonna make him a only child and with both parents. I'm just gonna do that for the sake of my imagination. But don't let that make you not want to read this. I think it'll be good despite going against some continuity.
