sober
Note: this sounds corny, but trust me the fic gets better... much better!
(Haymitch's POV)
I feel weightless, like a feather, the one of the very few times im sober has to be now. In the two words she said, my world was turned upside down, In choked sobs she mumbles "im pregnant!" The girl on fire, the young women who has survived The hunger games TWICE and was the face of the rebellion, is now crying her heart out on the foot of my bed, Im unable to say anything, i can hear her calling me but all i can do is just stare at he!
(Katniss POV)
"Haymitch, HAYMITCH!" I shout at him, hes oblivious! I know hes sober (well not for long).It was a mistake sleeping with him, we both agreed it was a one time thing, I had just returned from the games without Peeta, i was vulnerable, depressed, i wanted to feel something again.
Hes still not talking, Fuck this! i walk down the stairs, bottles of empty Liquor surround me. I walk out in to the brisk cold, iv forgot my coat, im only wearing a simple short sleeve T-shirt and jeans,oh well im not going back there.I dont know where im heading but i dont want to be any where near him.
I walk out of the Victors village, towards the seam, as i walk through the market some people say Hi or "sorry for your loss", I dont really replie I just keep walking.
I look around, theres a sent of panic i the air, people rushing from the square, suddenly i have a painful memory, Gale being whipped by the peacekepper, me getting in the way as always then Haymitch interferes and talks it out. I find myself running to the square, then all i see is black.
