Sober chapter three

(Haymitch POV)'

My hand is shaking, the bottle of whiskey i'm currently holding repels me, without thinking I open my back door and throw the bottle along with the glass in to a bush, scaring a far away squirrel. i hurry to find bin bag, I open the cabinet doors and toss the many bottles of alcohol in the bag, the same with the rest of the house any bottle of liquor GONE Beer,Vodka, lager hell even tiny bottles of pure alcohol, I don't care how hard it will be to stop drinking, i'm stopping cold turkey, no child of mine will grow up with me intoxicated all the time.

(katniss POV)

As I wake up to find i'm not in my own bed but in fact Haymitch's, the bed I've only been in a hand full of times before. The last thing I can remember is heading to square, I was really cold I must of passed out. I look around my surroundings, the fire is going and i'm covered in blankets at least ten. I attempt to pull the blankets off my body but fail, my fingers are blue! I cant move them so I pribe myself out off the king-sized bed by my elbows, the door is almost shut i open it with my wrist and waddle down the stairs, shocked the house has an astonishing lack of booze. "Haymitch" I say

"In here" I follow the sound of of his voice, leading me to the kitchen

"Morning, Sweetheart" He doesn't sound sarcastic for once.

"Hey" I sit down at the table , he lays out some food for me "Wow, you cook?"

"Hey don't get cocky, its a one time thing" He jokes, laying down a fork for me, I show him my hands, "Oh um... do you need help?" He sounds a little uncomfortable, so i decline.

"No it okay, i'm not hungry."

"More for me then" he says blankly sliding the plate to his side of the table, he gets up and heads out of the room, returning momentarily with a pair of his gloves and chucks them to me, i hesitate for a moment before putting them on.

" We should take you to you Mum."

"I don't think that's a great idea she doesn't know about the baby, i want to keep it that way." He cringes slightly when i mention baby.

"She's gonna find out sooner or later"

" and i prefer it to be later, i will see Prim instead."

"okay." Theres a bit of an weird moment of silence, then he speaks up.

"I think we should talk about yesterday." A lump in my throat grows.

"Okay... thank you for um..saving me."

"No problem, about the baby katniss, although i think we're both not ready, we can make this work, earlier was just shock, i'm devoted to you and the baby, i'm not sure if you've notice but all he alcohol is gone." I'm shocked I've never heard him open up like that

" Thank you, Haymitch" is the only thing i'm capable of saying. He walks over to me, holds my head in his hands and gently kisses her on the forehead.

"come on lets go see Prim." He helps me up, and we both get ready to go out in the storm that is now calming down, he insists i put on "extra layers".