Chapter 9: "There's so much you could come to know." TG
Haymitch's POV
"Don't touch me." Katniss says. I flinch. I turn to look at Peeta, and his face is chalk white, and he looks as if he has been hit. His face storms with rage, hurt, and sadness. He gets up, and storms out of her room. I hear the front door slam and I start to go after him.
"Peeta!" I yell.
"No." the doctor says, "I need you to help me. Besides, he needs to cool down, and figure out what has happened."
I nod. Katniss struggles under the doctor's hold. He has her arms pinned above her head, and he's trying to inject her with something. Fear trickles into my blood and I grab the syringe from his hold. "What is this?" I hiss. The doctor reachs for it, but Katniss screams Bloody Murder and starts to fight him again. The doctor grunts when Katniss kicks him in the chest. He ties her hands down, and pins her legs so that she can't kick him. The doctor sighs. "It's a drug to calm her down. Put her in a harmless sleep until I am done with the tests."
I hesitate, "So, you're certain that she'll wake up?"
The doctor nods, "It's the sleeping drug you gave to Katniss for Peeta in the Games."
"Oh." I say. I hand over the syringe, and stand back. Katniss looks at the syringe, and puts two and two together. She gasps, and starts to struggle. I put my hand over her mouth, and motion for the doctor to continue. He nods, and plunges the syringe into her arm. The light in her eyes dims right away, and she stops struggling. She closes her eyes, and she falls to sleep. I take my hand off of her mouth and stand back. I am about to ask the doctor what I should do when I hear someone scream, "Haymitch!" I immediately recognized the voice Peeta's. I tell the doctor that I have to go help him, and he nods in understanding. I burst out of Katniss's room and run down the steps. I hear a crash so I pick up my pace. I burst into Peeta's house and hear glass breaking. Someone laughs. I run up the stairs and jump when I hear a thump like someone falling down. I burst into Peeta's room and gasp. His room is a bloody mess, the window broken, vases shattered, and Peeta has fainted in the middle of the room. His hands are bloody. I start cleaning up his room. Once that's done, I pick Peeta up and lay him down on his bed. I wash out his hands and pull the glass shards out too. He moans when I do that. His eyes flutter open.
"Haymitch." he whispered.
I nod, and finish washing his hands.
"She's gone, Haymitch. She's forgotten everything." he says sadly.
"Well then. It'll be your job to remind her of everything." I say, grinning.