(Later that week)
"EFFIE WAKE UP WE NEED TO GO NOW!" Haymitch shouts.. I take up, not knowing what is going on. "What's wrong, darling?!" I say, my voice filled with terror and exhaustion. "EFFIE GET OUT OF BED! I'LL EXPLAIN ONCE-" Haymitch is still shouting, but I can barely hear him because there is a loud, deafening explosion... District 12 was under attack..
I get up and grab my stay over bag and shoes, "HAYMITCH WHY IS THIS HAPPENING?!" I scream, but he doesn't answer. He pulls me down the stairs and out of the door to the once empty outside of the Victor's village, which now has an aircraft in the middle.. and Haymitch pulls me on board. I can't resist..
"HAYMITCH WHAT IS GOING ON!" I stare at him, then a second later, I look around me.. and Plurach, the Game Maker is standing behind Haymitch, I push Haymitch out the way so that I am in front of him. "WHAT IS HAPPENING!" I look around, looking for anyone that could give me an answer. "TELL ME. NOW!" And I then spin around, 'Haymitch...?"
He quickly pulled me into a tight hug and rubbed my back to soothe me before pulling away and staring seriously into my eyes. He then took hold of my hand and spoke in a calm yet stern voice.
"Listen to me, Effie, everything is going to be okay. I'm not gonna let anything happen to you, you hear me?"
His grip on my hand was firm, yet reassuring as he waited for my response.
"That doesn't give me an answer, Haymitch."
He let out a deep sigh, knowing that I wasn't going to give up on getting answers, and he gently touched my cheek, a rare display of vulnerability.
"I know it doesn't, Sweetheart. But you've gotta trust me when I say that I'll keep you safe. Okay? That's the only answer I can give you right now."
He spoke with determination and a hint of desperation, his eyes pleading for me to just trust him.
"No. That is not how this works, Haymitch. At all!" I cry, "I need you to tell me! I need you to be honest with me!"
He took another deep breath, his grip on my hand tightening slightly as he looked torn between keeping the truth from me and giving in to my pleading.*
"Fine, I'll tell you, but you're not gonna like it. Are you sure you wanna know? Because it's not pretty, sweetheart. Not pretty at all."
"You forget what my job is, i mean.. was, Haymitch."
Haymitch nods.
"You're right sweetheart." He takes my hands and holds them tightly.. "We are on our way to District 13. So is our Katniss."
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My Undying Love
FanfictionThis is a story about the relationship between Effie and Haymitch, with a twist of my own.
