Poor Haymithch... well we know he wins so... Read and Review !
Of course. Just my luck. The odds never seem to be in my favor. I see peoples mouths moving but I am incapable of hearing i. I stride on to the stage knowing the cameras are rolling and if I show any weakness I will be an east target. Once I reach the stage I can hear again. What I hear makes me wish I didnt. High above Katrinas voice is my mother and my girl are weeping. Not weeping, sobbing. Not just them, the females of the other tributes family are sobbing too. The sounds of their voices creates a sorrow-filled cacophany that drowns out the good luck wishes from Katrina and the mayor. After the reaping I am herded into the Justice building waiting for my family and Haley to show. Finaly they appear. We speak softly so we dont loose our precious hold on reality. My brother sits next to me head resting on my shoulder, arms wrapped around me, the tears he is holding back are coming up as strange choking sounds. My mother sits on the other side of my and my father crouches in front of my.
"Hey, kiddo, dont hold the tears back. Its not good for you." I whisper, placeing my finger under his chin and lifting his face. Tears begin to slide down his face and he chokes out, "Promise you'll come back Haymitch." I stare into his eyes and say, "I swear I will." But I know I cant. All I can do is make it as far as I can and hope that my death isnt to gruesome for Cole to handle. We sit in silence for a while and then I whisper to my family. "Dont let anything you see on screen hurt you. I will try as hard as I can to win but if I cant I want you to know that I will die happy, because I know that my family loves me, and I love you too." Then the Peacekeepers come and we are engulfed in hugs and tears as we say our final good bye. Enough hugs to last a lifetime. The lifetime that I will never have. What Cole says right before the door closes give me hope. "See you soon, Haymitch."
When Haley is brought in there is a sense of urgency in the way she walks and speaks. "Haymitch, you can do this. Your strong and fast. Your good looking so you can get sponsers as long as you stay strong. Learn in the training how to handle and throw knives. Learn to wrestle. And pay special attention to whats edible and whats not. Since this is a Quarter Quell the arena is going to be filled with all the mutts and horrors that the Gamemakers can come up with so the last thing you need to worry about is food. And the arena has to end somewhere, maybe you'll find something that can help you at the end." She leans in close and kisses me, her soft lips sweet and full of all the words that we will never share. "And remember I love you and I'm expecting to see you again, so dont you give up on me." Her eyes glisten with tears and she waits for my reaction. I reply, "Wouldnt dream of it, sweetheart. I love you and I wont let any tribute, mutt or Gamemaker keep me away from you." Then the Peacekeepers come and she strides out of the room casting one glance over her shoulder and says,
"See you soon... sweetheart."
I dont like mushy things... that was a bit mushy but neccesary. Haymitch MUST have hope. And you know what better place to get it from than his family and girl? And who else should give him the idea to head to the end of th arena? Anyway, I think Maysilee should be the strong silent type, dont you think, make for steady character to lean on, rather than the emotional breakdown of the Seam girl and the changing emotions of the eighteen year old. I dunno. Feedback please?