Disclaimer: I do not own the hunger games even if that would be awesome. But I'm not Suzanne Collins and I do not own her characters either.
2 weeks later
We haven't left this house for days. We have mostly spent our time in the bedroom. And when one of us wasn't in the bedroom we were or taking some supplies upstairs or on the phone with Dr Aurelius or over at Haymitch who actually noticed something had changed between Peeta and I but couldn't say what. He seemed surprise to notice we were actually doing well. I haven't had much nightmares and Peeta haven't had more than 2 flashbacks. We were actually really happy. But this week we will have to leave the bedroom because it's the week I should have my monthly gift from Mother Nature. So when we woke up and had a shower, together again, we got dressed.
"So what are your plans for today? Hunting?" Peeta asks as he is putting on a shirt and so is hiding he gorgeous chest. "Yes, that's a good thing, hunting, making some exercises. Although I think we had a lot of exercises this week! And maybe go over the Haymitch's later" He smiled at me and I smile appeared on my face too. "Yes I think we had!" He says while he gives me a kiss. "And what are your plans for today?" "Well I was thinking of making some more cheese buns and strawberry pie." He says laughing. "You know you're strawberry pie won't have any effect on my right? I told you it's the man baking them that I like. And the pie, but more likely the man. And I think we're out of strawberries. I see if I can find some in the woods." I reply. "Well if you see that man today, say him that his is a lucky man to have you on his side." "I'll tell him. Good, I'm ready to go now." I say as I took my dad's jacket, my bow and arrows. "Yes you are. I see you later Miss Everdeen!" And he gave me one last kiss before I left the room. "I love you!" I screamed out before leaving the house en walking towards the wood. "I love you too!" I heard him say when the door closed after me.
While I was walking down district 12 I couldn't prevent me from saying 'Hello' or 'Good morning' to every single person I saw. I couldn't even get that smile from my face. That feeling of love and happiness is so great. I deserve to be happy, Peeta deserve to be happy even Haymitch deserve to and I really hope someday he'll be happy. At the thought of my being happy I immediately thought at Prim's smile when she was. Prim, how can I even be happy when she's not around anymore? I know Prim would like to see me being happy. If she could actually see me from where she is right now, she would like for mom and me to be happy. That mom and I don't forget about each other and that we keep close. Mom, close, that's a hard one. She doesn't even take my calls. I hope she's not as depressed as when dad passed away. Dad, maybe Prim is with him now. I like to think that, Prim and dad together and watching over us.
I'm looking for some fruit and medicinal herbs now. I'm not in the mood for hunting anymore. I recognize some of the herbs from mom's book. I pluck them and carefully put them in my bag. Each different plant is separated by a plastic bag before putting away in my back bag. After a little searching I find some raspberries and blueberries. I can't find strawberries anywhere. Maybe Peeta and I could order some seeds and make a little garden behind our house. Peeta will then always be able to make every fruit pie he wants. We could even plant some medicinal herbs and other stuff that could be helpful to have near us. I should take to Peeta about it, I think he's going to like that idea.
Like I said to Peeta this morning I'm going to go over at Haymitch's today. When arriving at his front door a knock but don't wait for any answer before coming in. "I'm in here sweetheart!" I hear Haymitch yelling from the kitchen. Does he ever get out of there? "Good evening Haymitch, please notice I knock before coming in…" I say just to see in which mood he is today, and how much bottles of liquor I can find in the room. "Yes I noticed sweetheart. Did you noticed that you're talking like Effie Trinket right now…?" No way I was talking like her she would have said something like 'Good morning mister Abernatchy, would you like a cup of tea?' okay maybe not the tea stuff, but something like that. "Hell no, I'm not talking like her. I'm talking like someone that's I quiet a good move." Well let's hope he's in a good one too! "Yeah yeah, if you say so sweetheart. So why are you in a good mood?"I actually have no idea of why I'm in a good mood, I know because of who but not why. "I don't know, can't a just be in a good mood today?" I said a bit harsher then I would. I serve myself I cup of coffee, serve one for Haymitch and took a seat in the chair right in front of him. "So what do you do all day long? You can't possible only be drinking are you?" I asked looking him in the eyes. "No I'm not only drinking, I'm drinking and watching TV! And have to talk to you guys, even Greasy Sae can't leave me alone in my own house, but at least she brings me food when she comes." Well, definitely not in a good mood. "You know I was thinking about starting a garden around here. You know planting some fruit and herbs, maybe you could help?" He has to come out of this house more often, maybe that if he had something to do he would be happier? At least he would have less time to drink, which is a good thing. "Me, in a garden! Hahahahahahaha!" And he keeps on laughing for some few more minutes. "That's a good one, really! That was a pretty good one sweetheart!" and he then started to carve he's table with his knife. "I'm happy I could make you laugh." Even if I had not really a good idea of why. "But you really should try to find yourself a hobby. Like Peeta with he's baking and painting, and I with my hunting." Yeah I like hunting it's definitely my hobby that and making love to Peeta Mellark, the boy with the bread, but I'm not telling him that! "Do you actually know something that I'm good at? Other then drinking my guts of." Haymitch good at something, well he kept my alive during the first games, but that's not a hobby, and I don't want that to happen again. What could he be good at? And then I saw it! Literally I saw. "Well you're good at carving wood! See it for yourself, you just carve some waves into the side of your table! And let me just say they looks really nice!" Actually I never really noticed it, but he is always busy with his knife and hands. "Carving wood, as a hobby?" Haymitch asks, more for himself than for me. "Yeah, you could make some wooden sculpture! You should give it a try you know." "Actually that's not such a bad idea. Maybe I'll that." We talked a little bit more and though of finding him some wood to carve for tomorrow.
So I hope you enjoyed reading it. It thought it was time to but Haymitch a little more in this story. . Again please forgive me for the possible grammatical mistakes. Please review to let me know what you think of this fanfic.