The hunger games continued

Chapter 3-who? How? Why?

My voice catches in my throte, "w-w-what do you mean? Who shot him? how did they? why did they?" I know she is probably far to upset to answer all these questions but they come firing out before I have time to process them, "I don't know forest, he was sitting there talking to me" she gestures to a seat facing the window, "I was starting to make dinner, then I hear a loud bang and Haymitch stops talking, I turned to him just in time to see his eyes lose any sign if life, then he just dropped I didn't see who did it or where the bullet came from but I assume it came from that window" she points to the window the chair faces. I can't believe this, why would anyone want to shoot Haymitch, he would never do anything to upset anyone! He's one of the kindest people I know in Panem! What if he dies? no Forest! you can't afford to think like that! Haymitch is going to be fine. "Forest?" I turn and see Sonny with a worried look on her face, "Oh Sonny, don't look so worried, Haymitch is going to be fine"

"I'm not a baby Forest, if he's going to die just tell me, I can take it"

"Sonny Mellark! don't you-"

"For God's sake Forest! I am NOT a baby! If Haymitch is badly hurt just tell me, don't tiptoe around me like I need to be sheltered from everything, don't lie to me!" I'm taken aback, Sonny has never raised her voice let alone shouted at anyone, especially me, "ok, you want it given to you straight? Haymitch could die" Effie gasps but we both ignore her, "he's really badly hurt, happy?"

"No, but I'm grateful, thank you for telling me the truth" she turns away from me and I can't suppress the tears any longer, they pour down my cheeks like a leaking water pipe, I should chase after her, normally I would, but I'm to hurt and I have to stay with Effie, "I'm sorry for being so blunt before, I should have thought before I spoke" I say, turning back to Effie and giving her a hug, "No, I needed to hear it, I can't kid myself into believing that everything will be fine, because it won't be" then the paramedics come and tell us that they need to take Hahmitch to hospital and Effie goes with them, she gives my hand a squeeze and climbs into the back of the ambulance, I stand and watch the ambulance drive off down the road, sirens blaring. I start to walk back to the house when out of the corner of my eye I see a black figure move, I whip around to face whatever-or whoever-is behind me, but instead turn to find nothing, I shake my head in an attemp to clear my head, I'm being stupid, I refuse to let myself think that, I refuse to let myself think that the figure was the person that shot Haymitch.