A/N-This chapter will also be in Haymitch's point of view. It takes place where the last chapter left off. Enjoy!

I arrive at my house and don't hesitate opening the front door. I can see Maysilee in the middle of the living room. "Hi," I greet her.

"Hello," she responds. Her back is facing me, but I don't mind. Her neck kind of freaks me out anyway. "Did you find my locket?"

"Yeah, your sister showed me."

"Is she okay?"

"Yeah, she just really misses you," I reply. "You are really Maysilee."

"About time," she mutters. I can't stop my feet from moving toward her. She noticeably tenses. I wonder if I can touch her. I decide to test it. I hold my hand out to her and try to touch her transparent hand. Goose bumps sprout along my arms as I do so. My hand picks up her freezing one.

"I'm so glad you came back," I say. I put her hand up to my lips and kiss it. It doesn't feel like anything. It feels like I'm kissing cold air.

Her eyes widen at my touch, but she doesn't say a thing. I thought I lost her forever. I guess you never know how much you love something until you lose it.

"I'm glad, too." She snakes her other freezing hand behind my neck. I try to suppress the shivers that begin to wrack my body. She's so cold.

"Oh, I'm sorry," she whispers as she removes her hands. I miss the cold sensation.

"It's okay," I whisper as I try to grab her hand again. Her eyes grow dark and they scare me. They almost look black. It's the only coloring on her body. The rest of her body is see-through.

"The Capitol did this," she hisses. "The Capitol did this," she growls as she points to her neck. "They killed me!"

"I know," I whisper as I grab her hand. I pull her close to me. She buries her head into my chest. I am afraid I might get hypothermia. I don't say a word, though, because I know she needs me.

"You don't know," she whispers angrily and abruptly moves away from me. "You don't know," she repeats. She backs up into the wall. "Stay away from me." I try to move closer to her. "Stay away! I don't want to hurt you. I really don't." The tone of her voice and her black colored eyes make me listen.

Maysilee sits in the corner of the wall farthest from me. She mumbles to herself, but I don't understand what she's saying. "Please, leave."

"Why? What's wrong?"

"Just leave," she says more forcefully. I follow her order and amble up the stairs. I turn around in time to see my couch flying across the living room. My mouth gapes as I watch. Her black eyes follow the couch as it lands on the other side of the room. I know she's doing this. That's why she wanted me to leave.

"Are you sure you're okay?"

"Leave," she screams. I sprint the rest of the way up the stairs. I run to my room and lock my door.

I sit on my bed and listen to the thudding of furniture. Why is she like this? The old Maysilee would never do this. The old Maysilee was always calm. I never saw her temper flare up, even when I teased her. Why was she like this now? Of all the times, why now? I need her. I need her desperately.

I think back to the old times I spent with Maysilee. I remember her cute giggle that I would receive when I told funny jokes. I remember the shy smiles I would receive occasionally. I remember her kind words that she would always say. I remember the jokes that she would tell. I also remember her death, but I don't like to think about that.

Why must everything be difficult for me? The Capitol killed Maysilee! They killed the only girl I have ever had feelings for. How can they be so cruel?

The night is rolling in and my room becomes dark. The thudding does not cease, though. My heart breaks for Maysilee. She has all of this anger inside of her that shouldn't be there. Maysilee isn't even peaceful in death.

The thudding finally stops. I take a moment or two before I leave the safety of my room. I saunter down the stairs. The first thing I notice is the destruction. All of my furniture is broken and scattered across the room. I see Maysilee with her head resting on her knees. She keeps mumbling things to herself, but I can't hear what she's saying. It's hard to think she could have caused this destruction.

"Maysilee, are you okay?"

"No," she mumbles. She looks up at me with blue eyes instead of black. I'm so relieved.

"What's wrong?"

"Everything," she whispers.

"Why do you think that?" I take cautious steps toward her.

"Did you see what I just did?"

"Yes."

"You probably think I'm a monster."

"No," I say as I take another step closer to her. She doesn't move from her spot on the floor.

"Aren't you scared of me?"

"At times," I admit.

"So am I."

There is a long pause before I decide to speak. "Is this the first time?"

"What"

"Is this the first time this has happened to you?"

"Yes. I don't know what came over me." She shakes her head. "I'm so ashamed. I should've controlled myself."

I have never been the one to comfort people. I'm not good at it. I say the first thing that pops up in my mind. "We all have our moments."

"That wasn't just a moment, Mitch. I'm dangerous. I could've seriously hurt you."

"Don't worry about me. I'm a Victor, remember?" I immediately regret my words as soon as I say them.

"Yes, I remember," she says as her eyes turn black again. "I remember everything."

"I'm sorry," I immediately say. "I didn't mean to bring it up."

"I know." Her eyes begin to return to their original color.

"See, you can control yourself."

"I know I can, Mitch. I was just saying there will always be that time when I can't."

"Why does it have to be so damn complicated," I mumble.

"I was wondering the same thing."

We listen to the silence that surrounds us. What are we going to do? That is the only question that runs through my head.

"What are we going to do," Maysilee asks, voicing my thoughts.

"I don't know."

We fall into another uncomfortable silence. I wonder what Maysilee is thinking right now.

"I think you can control yourself. I'm not worried."

"I know. That's what scares me."

A/N-Maysilee has some terrible mood swings! Thank you for reading! I hope you enjoyed! Please review! It would mean so much to me!