I didn't sleep anymore that night. I laid awake in my bed. I didn't get up to make bread or eat breakfast. I didn't move. I was brought back to reality when the phone rang. I picked up the phone beside my bed.
"Hello?"
"Peeta Mellark is requested in the Capital for medical review by Dr. Aurelius. Train 0126 will arrive at exactly noon," The automated message clicked off. Medical review? I began to shake and dropped the phone. I was beginning to panic.
"Haymitch," I whispered. I got out of bed wearing pajama bottoms and no shirt. I ran down the flight of stairs and flung open the door not even bothering to put shoes on.
"Haymitch!" I yelled frantically reaching his front door.
"Haymitch!" I screamed fumbling with the door knob. I opened the door and began searching the house for the drunk.
"Haymitch!" I flew open his bedroom door. It was empty. He wasn't here. I sat down on his bed and tears began to escape my eyes. Oh god, they're going to lock me up or worse, I thought. The capital was going to get rid of me.
"Kid? What the hell are ya doing on my bed getting your tears all over it?" He asked with a slight slur.
"They're going to take me away, Haymitch. They're going to kill me," I said still shaking and freaking out.
"What are you talking about?" He asked sounding a little more concerned. I looked at him blood shot eyes to blood shot eyes. We were different, but the same.
"I got a call this morning from the capital saying that Dr. Aurelius needed to do another medical exam. Haymitch, they're going to kill me. They think I'm a monster," I let out a shaky breath.
"Look at me kid. If you're a monster so is everyone else in this god damned country. They wouldn't dare lay a hand on you," Haymitch said firmly.
"Why not? I'm dangerous," I said.
"You knocked over a table, kid. That hardly makes you a national threat," Haymitch smirked.
"How would they know all I did was knock over a table? How do they know I didn't hurt someone? This capital is just as corrupt as the last one. They're going to hurt me," I said.
"If they're just as corrupt as the last one they won't lay a hand on you. They'll hurt everyone you love first," Haymitch whispered.
"Katniss, oh my god," I got up from the bed and began pacing.
"Haymitch promise me you'll protect her. None of that shit you did for the quarter quell where you promised us both. You promise me that you'll keep her safe," I said threateningly.
"They aren't going to touch her, I promise. Now calm down," Haymitch said. I nodded and took a deep breath.
"You better go get ready. The train should be here soon," Haymitch said. I nodded again and rose to my feet uneasily. Haymitch clapped me on the back before I left the room and stumbled down the stairs. I felt like the drunk one. I was completely exhausted and could barely walk in a straight line. I managed to make it home and packed some clothes in a small duffle bag. I sat on the edge of my bed until about 11:30.
It was time for me to go. It was cool outside and the leaves were just beginning to change colors in the trees. I vaguely wondered if I would ever see it snow again, as I left the victor's village for what may be my last time.
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