Haymitch Story 4
We're standing on the porch when my mom walks outside,
"Where's you dad?" she looks at us her grey eyes full of concern.
"Mom," I say trying to choose my word carefully, if I say the wrong thing she'll be to upset. "He left us. We tried to stop him but he just kept going." Peter shoots me a confused look but I don't have time to say anything because I see mom bolt off the the porch and run down the street after him, even though he's long gone.
"Mom! NO!" Peter and I start chasing her down the street I catch up to her first and I grab her arm. She falls to her knees sobbing and I just stand there watching her. I can't believe I did this to her but she couldn't know Peter and I did it. She would never forgive us. Peter catches up and we lift mom to her feet. Putting her arms over our shoulders we half drag her half carry her back inside. Placing her at our table, I run to get her a glass of water.
"Mom, I'm so sorry." I whisper to her while handing her the glass of water.
"You don't have to be sorry," She says but when she looks at me all I can notice is the hurt in her eyes "there's nothing you could have done to prevent it. I should be the one who's sorry, so close to your birthday. This is the time when you really need your dad. Almost sixteen and the reaping's so close. You need that rock to keep you steady."
In my mind I scoff and say that he was never here for us. I say that I'm glad he's gone because now I don't have to worry about him hurting us. But I know I can't say that because it would just hurt her more.
"We'll be fine, we still have each other and and that's enough. I don't need anyone to keep me steady because I have you guys. And I'm happy." I give my mom a smile and she smiles back. She stand up and starts walking towards her room and I jump up and grab her hand.
"Were are you going?" I ask her, if she trys to leave again then I know I won't be able to stop her and if I lose her too I don't know what I'll do.
"I think I'm going to go to my room for a bit and sleep. I love you boys" She walks off and I look at Peter.
"Want to go for a walk? We need to talk." I say, because if we don't soon people are going to start to wonder were district 12's only victor went.
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