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(This chapter is un-Beta-ed, any mistakes are mine. Hi Beth! :D Hope that your revising is going well!)
Effie POV:
My eyes open and I let out a light groan. I sit up and look around the room, which is a huge mess. What could have happened last night to do all of this damage? Shaking my head a little I get out of bed and look back, noticing that someone was next to me. Haymitch lays there, oblivious to everything and everyone. I can't help but smile a little as I stare at him and slowly things start to come back to me. Slowly I walk back over to the bed and sit down, trying to remember what happened. If I can remember that, shouldn't I be able to remember everything else? Taking a deep breath, I shut my eyes and try to remember...anything...remember...
Pushing open the back door I jump down the steps and land in the dirt-yuck! Why didn't I put my shoes back on? Now I really need a manicure and a bath! Shaking my head I start to run through the backyard, with Haymitch close behind. He's snickering and yelling things about my feet. Anger washes through me and I start running even faster. The thought of what my feet must look like is unbearable! How can anyone possibly go barefoot? My poor feet! The pink nail polish is probably starting to chip off! I just did my nails yesterday, just my luck!
"Sweetheart, you can stop and wash your feet off if you want to!" taunts Haymitch, and he starts laughing. I start running even faster and he keeps laughing. Wordlessly I look back and see that he's not even running-that was my mistake. "Effie-watch out!"
When I look back ahead of me, I run into a large pole and am knocked back. I land on my back and see spots, my back hurts and I can't catch my breath. Staring up at the sky the blackness starts to eat away at my vision. Haymitch comes running up and kneels down beside me, his face is full of concern.
Haymitch's fingers touch my forehead as I start to loose consciousness. "Sweetheart?"
My breath catches and my eyes snap open. That's what happened, I ran into a pole...who runs into a pole? Oh, I can't even look at myself anymore! How can I run into a pole? Me, Effie Trinket who can run in heels, ran into a pole! That is just insanity and it shouldn't have happened. I look back down at Haymitch, who's still sleeping and I can't help but smile. He's been here with me through it all.
I keep my eyes on him as I reach out to touch him. He moves a little and I can't help but smile, because he's here, he's really here. Yawning, I get out of bed and stretch. Maybe I should go eat something and get some tea. As quietly as I can I walk over to the door and out into the hallway, trying not to wake Haymitch. Once I'm downstairs I get out a tea pot, put some hot water in it and smile when I see that Hazelle has already made me some. Shaking my head I smile as I pour some tea into a cup and walk into the dinning room.
"Today will be better, it has to be. My memory is back," I whisper to myself. I take a small sip of my tea and smile a little. Just how I've always liked it, just perfect. Carefully, I feel my forehead and I squint a little. It's still a little tender, but there's no bump. "Good...good..."
I shut my eyes a little and just relax, trying to bask in the moment of remembering. How stupid I must have looked after I ran into that pole! Who runs into a pole? Looking down at my feet I notice that I'm not wearing shoes or slippers, where are my shoes? Shaking my head I just shrug it off and try to focus on everything else. The weather looks horrible outside, icy cold rain hits the windows.
"EFFIE! EFFIE! DAMN THAT WOMAN!" I jump when I hear Haymitch yelling and I hear his footsteps coming down the stairs. My muscles are tight and I don't move, as he runs around the corner and he comes face to face with me. "You're in here-I thought...I thought...SHIT!"
A giggle escapes from my lips and I can't stop myself. The giggles turn into hysterical laughter, with Haymitch staring at me as thought I've lost my mind. He walks over to me and I see the look in his eyes, the shock and curiosity. When his face is close to mine, I lean forward and press my lips to his. I let out a light sigh when out lips touch and I wrap my arms around his neck, holding myself to him. His arms wrap around me and I push myself even closer to him, needing to be next to him.
"Are you okay?" asks Haymitch, breathlessly. I nod my head and press my lips to his again, loving the feeling the feel of his lips against mine. A shiver runs down my spine when his fingers brush against my cheek and I let out a small sigh. "Effie? Is something wrong?"
I smile at him and shake my head. "Everything's fine and...sweethearts back..."
Haymitch stares at me with an odd expression on his face, but he smiles at me a few minutes later and I can't help but smile. He's my Haymitch and I'm his sweetheart.
Haymitch POV:
She sips on her tea and I can't help but smile. Damn, my girl is back and I still feel a little on edge. After that I saw how easy it is to loose her and I never want to loose her. Why does everything have to get so complicated? Just a few years ago I was District Twelve's alcoholic victor and now I'm a sober, idiotic man who's in love. How could a woman like her ever fall in love with a man like me? I guess that there are such things as miracles. Took long enough for one to find the two of us.
"You can say something...if you want too, if not its fine." Effie seems nervous and I don't know why. She's probably just shaken because of everything that has happened, yeah that has to be it. We stare at each other for a minute and she drops her gaze to the table. With a sigh, I reach my hand out to take her's and she looks up at me when our fingers are touching. "Haymitch?"
I shake my head a little and curse myself for not being that good with words. Every so often I have my moments, but hell I'm not good at this stuff. "Effie...I don't really know what to say, except for that I'm happy that you've got your memory back and to NEVER do that to me again."
"This was all my choice? Is that the way that this is?" Effie asks me in an amused tone. Now she decides to get a sense of humor? Just my luck! "Lighten up! I'm fine, I'm here and I lo...we are together. You stayed with me through this and that means a lot. We can make it through anything together."
"What were you going to say?" I cock my head to the side and she picks up her cup. My smile grows wider as I watch the blush creep into her cheeks. "Effie? You're here and you what?"
She shakes her head a little and keeps her gaze on the table, but I need to hear what she was going to say. What she was about to say has me hanging onto every word that slips out of that mouth of her's. Those three words are the same words that I want to say to her. "It's nothing, really. I'll be right back, I have to change."
"Don't try to tempt me with that and just tell me what you were going to say. You know that you can easily distract me by saying that," I growl. She stares at me and I see the panic in her eyes. Is she really afraid to say those words to me? "Why are you so afraid?"
"You don't understand and I would never expect you to." Her voice is light, but it has a small dose of coldness to it. We glare at each other and she sighs. "The last person who I said that to hurt me and in ways that you could never imagine. I can't even say that to my own family, Haymitch!"
I slam my fist down on the table and she flinches. "Do you think that know nothing of disappointment? Of loss? Heartbreak? Do you really think that?"
She looks down and I see the tears swelling up in her eyes. This woman really is going to be the death of me! I'm ready to say those words to her, but she's not? The next thing that I know I'm on my feet and walking towards the door, to head back to my house, before I say anything that I might regret.
"No! Haymitch, please...please don't go!" She runs after me and I don't stop until I'm outside, in the pouring rain. We stare at each other and I watch as the tears roll down her cheeks. The rain hits her as she runs out of her house and to me. Effie stops a few inches away from me and I can feel the heat coming off of her body. "I...I need you to stay. P-p-ple-ase stay with me?"
I put a little bit of distance between us, leaving her closer to the house and me closer to my house. We stare at each other and I watch her weep, it kills me not to run over to her, not to comfort her. "Why should I stay?"
"Because...because..." She starts crying even harder and I shake my head. Effie takes a deep breath and yells, "BECAUSE I LOVE YOU, YOU IDIOT!"
Without thinking twice I run over to her and kiss her. My arms wrap around her and her arms wrap around me. For a few minutes we stand here, lost in the kiss, but when we break apart she stares at me in shock. I smile at her and brush her wet hair out of her face.
"I love you too, sweetheart." She smiles at me and I press my lips to her forehead. Then I remember that it must still be tender, when she squirms in my arms. "Sorry..."
She looks up at me and smiles. "Don't be."
Done! Okay, I don't know how to categorize this chapter. :D Hopefully all of you liked it! Thank you for reading and please leave a review!
