Save Me

chapter 1

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I slowly open my eyes. I glance at my clock hanging on the wall. It's 9:30. The reaping isn't until two. I would sleep in, but, I guess I'm already awake. I put on a black dress with silver sandals. I walk over to Haymitch's house, which just happens to be right next door to mine.
We live in the victors village. We're the only victors in District 12.
I take a deep breath before I open the front door. Before I moved in next door, his house was a mess. I mange to get it clean in my free time.
Which is quite often.
"Haymitch?" I call into the house. It smells of liquor and burned meat. I sigh. I start a small fire in the fireplace and make tea. I walk up the stairs to his room. He's lying down on his stomach. There's broken glass around his hand. His hand is covered in shallow cuts. I sigh. I do my best to take care of him, but it isn't easy.
Not that I can blame him. The games mess us all up pretty good. I shake his shoulder. "Haymitch. Wake up please," I say loudly. His snoring stops and he yawns. He looks up at me and frowns.  "Why do you put up with me?" He asks.
He's drunk.
As always.
I sigh.
"Because I care. Now get dressed," I say with a small smile. He rolls his eyes. I laugh. "But before you do that, let me clean your hands," I say quickly. He looks down and winces. So we go to his bathroom and I carefully wipe the shallow cuts. When I'm done, I go downstairs to check on the tea. It's done. A couple minute later, Haymitch comes downstairs. He's wearing a light blue button up shirt with a vest and dress pants. "Well aren't you handsome," I say without thinking. He blushes slightly. I laugh. He mumbles something under his breath that I don't catch.
Haymitch is my best friend. He was my mentor in my games. Ever since then, we've been inseperable. It's like we have this weird connection beacuse of the games. He's about 4 years older than me. Wer'e friends. 
I want to be something else.
Something else.
Something more.
That'll never happen though.
I wish.
"Savannah! You there?" His voice brings me back to real life. He gives me a concerned look. Sigh. "Nothing Haymitch," I say. 
I lose track of the time, so when I see a clock, I'm suprised to see that it's already 2:03. "Haymitch! It's time to go! We're late!" I yell up the stairs. He's been drinking. I know because he barely makes it down the steps. I grab his arm and we run to the square. Effie Trinket has already called the girls name. A little girl with blonde hair who looks to be 12 is taking stiff, small steps to the stage. Then I see someone pushing through the crowd, a frantic look on her face. "Prim!," The girl screeches. When she reaches the little girl-Prim, I'm asuming-she pushes her behind her and gasps, "I volunteer!,". "Katniss NO!!!!"  Prim screams. A boy comes over and pries Prims arms off of Katniss and takes her to a woman who looks very familiar. Katniss walks over to Effie Trinket. "What's your name sweetheart?" Effie asks. Katniss says something that makes my eyes go wide. 

"Katniss Everdeen,"

Haymitch suddenly runs up and throws an arm around her."Look at this one!! I like her! Lots of...SPUNK!" He says. "More than you!!" He says, pointing square into the camera. Is he so drunk that he's taunting the capitol? I'll never know because just as he's about to say something else,he falls off the stage. "What an exciting day!" Effie pipes. "And now for the boys,"She pulls a name from the boys bowl. "Peeta Mellark," Effie calls as Haymitch is whisked away on a strecher.
A boy with ashy blonde hair that falls in his eyes comes forward. His eyes look nervous, but he walks steadily toward us. The tributes of district 12 for the 74th anual hunger games.