My heart just stopped. My mind wanted to say something but it was stuck.
"What?" I croaked.
"Yeah, he doesn't want anybody to see him." But after she said that, I ran out and found myself inside Haymitch's door.
"You can't die!" I said mow with tears in my eyes.
"Prima, I know you can live without me." he said in between coughs.
"No I can't! You can't leave me!" by the time I said that my mom came in."
"Prima, c'mon" my mom said as she grabbed my arm.
"Don't touch me." I snapped
"Prima, remember what I told you." Haymitch said
"No! Why? I can't do this Haymitch!"
"Sweetie, you'll be fine. "
"No, no, no, no! Don't leave me!" by this time, my dad and Trek were pulling me back.
"Remember, you were always my favorite." I shriek as they drive me out.
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When I got home I ran up to my room and sit there. My eyes are puffy and restless as I sit on my bed and look at the door. My mom calls me for dinner, but I decline. I sit there until dawn appears again. I decide to take a shower. I sit back on the bed as I think of Haymitch. I sniffle quietly since my eyes couldn't produce anymore tears as it already did. A knock came on the door.
"Prim, you can't just sit here." My brother Trek came in.
"Trek, please use the door to see your way out."
Haymitch will be in a better place."
"Get OUT!" I screamed. Trek came over and hugged me. I began to sob as I gave in into the hug.
"I'm gonna, miss him I say
"We all are. How do you think mom and dad feel? He helped them during the fight for their life and they took care of him after. They did all of this before you and I came in mind."
He was right, I was being selfish, I thought. Mom and dad would be hurting as much as I was. For the next couple of weeks I did the usual: went to school, talk to Gordan and went home. Another week passed and no news about Haymitch.
"Prima, you okay?" my mom asked, sounding concern.
"Yeah" I say dryly. I lay down on my bed as I cry myself to sleep. Another week passed and my dad checks on Haymitch.
"He went into a coma." He said. We go in one at a time to talk to him. When it's my turn, I see his pale body, a body that seems lifeless. The only thing that appears living is his breathing as I see his chest going up and down.
"Um, I don't know what to say to a non-living Haymitch which is you, but, I know ill remain strong for you, for the promise I made. Gosh I've cried so much you'll be gushing by now. I love you and I'll never forget you" I say as I kiss him on the cheek. As I turn my heel and on my way towards the door, I hear my name in a struggling voice.
"Prima… you… really…. Mean… it?" he asks as I turn back around. I run quickly as I hold his hand, a little too tight though. I pressed my lips together to form a pleasant smile.
"You know I will." I say as I have hot warm tears rolling against my cheeks. He struggles to wipe them as he gives a weakly smile.
"Tttt thanks." He says as his eyes close, but he still has a smile upon his face. His breathing slows down and I hold his hand tighter.
"Don't leave me, stay right here." By now my vision is blurred by the continuous tears that keep forming .there is no answer to my pleas, but a deep inhale breath and no exhale following it.
"NOOO! HAYMITCH! DON'T LEAVE ME! IM BEGGING YOU!" my whole family comes to see a grinning Haymitch and no breath in him.
"Well you know the rumor; they say Haymitch was born smiling too." Trek says. We all look at him as he ducks his head down. His funeral was a couple days later as my dad tells the same joke as Trek did. Gordan and I are in my room as we sit in conformable silence.
"So, what are you gonna do?" he asks me as he puts his arms around me and kisses the tip on my ear.
"Do what I was put up to" I break his grip and grab the envelope and caressing the sides. Gordan stands right behind me and says
"I'm right behind you 100 percent" as he lays me down and begins to make me fell better at the particular moment.
