My Undying Love

Chapter 2: The Talk.

We headed outside, my heart beating fast..  is everything okay? Did Katniss really survive..? Was it Peeta? "Eff-" Haymitch starts, but I cut him off, "Haymitch, what is this about?" I look to him, sorrow filling my heart.. "Well, Sweetheart, if you listened to what I was going to say a moment ago, you would know by now.. can I speak now?" I nod...

He rubs his face, sighing deeply. He looks down at me, meeting my gaze, my eyes red. I'm exhausted and this is only night 2. I had hoped this wouldn't have come up. I wasn't expecting either of them to survive.. I take another deep breath, "They both survived." He closes his eyes, bracing himself for my reaction. It was obvious, from his tone of voice, that this wasn't going to be good. "This isn't what this is about, though Effie."

I look to him confused, "Then what is it about Haymitch? Why are you out here with me..?" My voice falters, "Haymitch..?"
I look at him.
"Sweetheart.. there's something I need you to know..." He pauses. "I know about Katniss.."

"What! How!?" My heart races... How could he know? How could he know that she is my daughter? Does he know... she is his? "What do you know...?""Everything, Sweetheart. I know she's yours. I know she's mine." I look at Haymitch.. 'How did you find out?" Tears begin to form in my eyes.. "I'm sorry I should have told you.."

"Yeah, you should have." He pauses, "but its okay.." I look to him, as his hand glides across my cheek, clearing the tears. "It's not, though, I should have told you years ago! She's 17 and is in her second game, I've ruined her life!"

Haymitch grabs my arms, "Hey, hey... Sweetheart no.. listen to me, you didn't ruin her life, Snow did." I shrug his hands off my arms, "Stop it. No, you can't say I never. I know-" I'm cut off, by Haymitch who's voice sounds angry, or irritated.  

"Shut up Effie." He says this and grabs my face. "Shut up and listen to me. I don't care what you say. I'm not listening." I'm shocked as he says this... then he kisses me.. his lips rough, and he tastes like vodka and and smoke. His hands wrap around my waist, and my arms land on his shoulders.. this shouldn't be happening, it is forbidden... but I don't with this to be any other way. I love Haymitch, so much. I also love Katniss and Peeta, but they don not compare to Haymitch. He is my one and only true love.. I know how it sounds so cliche, but it is the truth.