Hello, here is this new chapter, thank you very much for the kudos received, and to those who added it to bookmarks, I hope you like it. I know that everything is going very slowly, but little by little it will progress.
Haymitch didn't expect to be woken up by insane banging on his door the morning after his tributes were killed, he had a hangover, a horrible one, he doesn't remember making it to the penthosues, he tries to ignore the banging on the door, only to have it happen every time stronger, fed up with that, he gets up from the bed, opening the door all at once, knowing who he would find behind it.
"It's good that you woke up," Effie tells her, while she turns to see and thanks the Avox who was the one who was knocking on the door!
"What the hell you want? "he blurts out in a bad mood.
Effie ignores the bad comment and proceeds to tell her schedule" We must appear for the interview with Cesar, and thus create a better reception for the public for next year to be able to have sponsors"
"The bodies haven't even been taken away yet and you're already thinking about the next ones," Haymitch mutters resentfully, leaving a bad taste in his mouth, he's fed up with all this capitol.
Effie has a little moment of vulnerability, but she doesn't let Haymitch see it "It's important to think about the next strategies in order to win"
"I don't care about winning, dear," Haymitch says, rolling his eyes. "Leave me alone, and go away anyway, you won't be around next year."
"It shows Haymitch, you absolutely don't mind telling him, you're supposed to be his mentor, you're supposed to care about your tributes, teach them tactics, strategies, and most importantly get sponsors"
Haymitch is fed up and begins to see everything red, he hates her, he hates his escort "Shut up" he growls in a low voice "Stop saying things if you don't want me to end you, I don't give a shit what you think of me, get out of my life, get the fuck up and leave me alone" he says entering his room and closing the door, he's fed up with her, no one had irritated him like this in years.
Effie remains static, she hadn't witnessed Haymitch's way of acting, she's angry, she can't believe that he acted like that, she sighs, determined not to let herself be defeated and if necessary, she will give that interview by herself.
Haymitch does not leave his room all day until night, to attend one of the parties that the capitol has while the games are taking place, there are only 10 tributes, most of them professionals, it is obvious that one of them will win
He walks over to Chaff, greeting him and congratulating him that a tribute from District 11 is still standing.
"Your escort really did put on a show this morning at the interviews," Chaff tells her as he takes a swallow of his drink.
Haymitch rolls his eyes as he gets angry again about this morning "I'm fed up, he dared to tell me that I don't care about my tributes and that I don't do anything for them" which, well, it was true, but not something he wanted to hear.
"Will you still be here next year?" Chaff asks with interest, it was rare for an escort to be interested in the appearance of their district after it lost, and all the last escorts that district 12 had had, asked for an immediate change or exit from the games.
"I hope not, because if so, next year I'll kill her she's asking me to," Haymitch says angrily downing his drink in one go. Chaff raises an eyebrow at this, he has known Haymitch since he was 16 years old and he was a scared kid who just won the games, believing that his nightmare was over, when it was only the beginning of it. And in all this year, he hadn't seen anyone interest Haymitch enough for him to bring it up in two conversations in a row.
Haymitch manages to see Effie at the party, but ignores him and watches as she goes after capitol, after another capitol dancing.
The next day he repeats the routine again, his escort forcing an avox to knock on the door until he harassed him, then telling him that he has an interview, which she ignores, then makes a comment about how useless it is, he responds a lot yelling, she gets angrier and angrier and then leaves him ignored all day, until the night they go to a party Haymitch to drink and complain about his escort, and Effie talking to capitols all night, and so on until finally the last the day of the games, yesterday the winner was announced and as expected it was the one from district 1.
"I need you to attend the coronation event today, it's important to show that District 12 cares about the winner of the games"
Haymitch continues to eat his chocolate cupcake, and decides not to answer, "Do you hear me, Haymitch?" I need you to please come today," Effie says patiently, she really needs to make a good appearance today to see if she can be promoted in the games.
"Haymtic…"
"Shut up, you're like a horrible parrot, you just talk and talk, you never shut up, you don't get tired of hearing your own voice, and besides, you look horrible," Haymitch tells him, fed up.
Effie is exasperated "Well, I'd rather be a parrot, than a drunken hermit, like you who only lives in your room drinking all day, and also I don't look horrible, that you don't have a sense of fashion, it says a lot just look at yourself Effie gestures, pointing out that Haymitch was in a shirt he'd worn last night with drink and other fluids he doesn't even know what they were.
Effie is surprised to see how she herself responded, it's not like a lady, much less hers, but he makes her feel angry, angry, frustrated, she's sick of seeing what Haymitch is like with all the games , does not wait for the day to be promoted to stop being an escort of the 12th district.
Haymitch smiles. "I didn't know you liked me so much, to pay so much attention to me, honey," he says mockingly.
Effie tries her best to avoid rolling her eyes. "Please, no one in their right mind would want to be with you," she replies.
Haymitch makes a face "The feeling is mutual darling, who wanted to sleep with a stupid escort"
Effie makes a face, but quickly composes herself "Being an escort is the best thing that's ever happened to me, so it's the furthest thing from being stupid"
Haymitch laughs. "If you say so, sweetheart"
Effie sighs holding her nose to avoid continuing with silly arguments, she can't lower herself to a district level, much less 12.
"If you'll excuse me, I'm going to leave. I have to organize the interview for today, please attend," she says leaving.
Haymitch imitates her mockingly as he watches her walk away, he's fed up with her, it's a good thing this is the last day of these fucking games. But to Effie's surprise, Haymitch decides to go downstairs to go to the interview with Cesar, even though he has more alcohol than blood in his veins at that moment.
"Haymitch! What a joy to see you," says Cesar as he greets him
"I can't say the same, Cesar," Haymitch says sarcastically.
At this, Cesar laughs to avoid public tension "A pity, how your tributes did this year" says Cesar pouting.
Haymitch tenses, but avoids any comment about it "Yes, unfortunate, the good thing is that I have more alcohol as a royalty" he says laughing so that Cesar leaves that subject.
"I heard you have a new escort," Cesar says.
"I think you've already met her" Haymitch corrects "And since you already know me, I'm irresistible to escorts, so I'm hoping for a new one next year as always" he says winking.
Cesar laughs at this, while listening to the screams of the public "Will it be true? Next year we will meet another escort," he says with a suggestive tone of voice.
"I hope so, so if there's someone interested, I'll be waiting for her" he winks again. Cesar laughs with delight at how well this interview was turning out.
When Haymitch finishes and walks out, he didn't expect to be attacked by his escort "May I know what's wrong with you? At what point does it occur to you to say that and believe that it was a good idea, everyone thinks that you slept with me and that you already fired me like your other escorts," Effie says annoyed.
Haymitch rolls his eyes. "You're welcome honey, use the reputation I just created for you however you see fit," he says as he moves her out of the way.
"What? "she blurts out angrily "How do you think that it benefits me that they think I've slept with you? You disgust me Haymitch, you ruined my reputation, it will be more difficult for me to get a promotion and…"
"Yes, yes, if your life has been very difficult, blah blah" says Haymitch laughing "Stop making drama, princess, and go once and for all, the games are over, I hope I don't have to see you again"
Effie sees how Haymitch leaves without paying attention to anyone, not even her, she can't believe the reputation he's just made for her, everything will be more complicated, she doesn't know how to clean up the mess he's just created for her.
Effie finds out that the next day all the other mentors are leaving among themselves Haymitch who returns to his district.
"Hello Seneca," Effie greets Crane happily, she has known him for years, Seneca has been her best friend since childhood, and for her mother her best prospect for marriage, and it is their first year in the games, she as an escort He as a watchman.
"Hello Effie, I'm sorry about everything about the games," he says making a sad face, for the loss of District 12, having to work with Haymtich and the disaster he made the last day, although at the public level, I raise the hearing since it is not common for Haymitch to appear in an interview unless there is no other option.
"It doesn't matter, about that, do you know if there's any chance of me being able to move to another district, I know that without winning it's very unlikely that it will happen," Effie says, hoping to be promoted to another district so she won't have to work with Haymitch again on next year
"Sorry Effie, you can't, you have to keep being the escort for 12," Crane says.
Effie sighs, and asks something that has been on her mind all week since the games began, for which she approaches Seneca and gives her a hug "And the chances of giving up?" she murmurs
Seneca tenses and gives her a look of concern and fear. "Don't ever think about that again, Effie, you can't get out of the games unless you're dead," he tells her quickly.
Effie turns pale and nervous "What? "mumbles
"Don't ask any more questions about that, don't even think about complaining about the games or any negative comments, there are cameras and microphones almost everywhere, be careful," he says, giving her a kiss on the cheek to hide their conversation
Effie, like a good actress, smiles "Thank you very much, Seneca" as if it had been a conversation between two old friends, although inside she doesn't know what to think, she is afraid of the new world where she has found herself.
Haymitch on the other hand finally arrives at his house, lonely as always, although not dirty, since Hazelle is in charge of cleaning it while he is in the capitol, he goes in search of the little alcohol that he has left in the district, the only reason for the because the capitol would miss the limitless spirit that they possess.
He begins to drink, breathing that he no longer has to pretend or avoid saying a comment about the games, even though he really no longer has anyone with whom he can threaten him, while he thinks that, he goes through the file that his girl gave him before leaving for his games and that after them he never saw again, he takes off his black thread necklace with just a pendant in the shape of an owl, he traces it while he continues drinking, he is fed up with this life...
Author's note: Well, that was the chapter, more and more intense fights are going on, and Crane appears, for me he has been one of the best characters, so you will see a lot of him in this story.
Thank you very much, any comment or kudo is well received, kisses.