The hunger games continued

Chapter 9- bad news

I get a lump in my throte instantly, oh no, oh no, oh no, "yes? what's the verdict?" she looks at the ground avoid our gaze, that is not a good sign, "well, the only way of keeping him alive is I the machines, the bullet punctured his right lung, the only way of keeping air pumping through his body is by putting it in through pipes, but he probably won't wake, and if he does then he can only open his eyes, nothing else, we can keep him on the machines if that's what-"

"No, Haymitch definately won't want that, but we'll have to wait for the rest of the family to get back, they've gone to the Capitol, but they'll be back tomorrow" the nurses face becomes grave, "oh" she says, and with that she leaves, "we should go, we haven't had dinner yet, come on Sonny" I go to leave, then I hear small sobs, I turn around and see Sonny hugging Haymitch, Effie stands, "why don't I go get a coffee? I'll give you some time alone" I nod and Effie gives me a kiss on the cheek, "Haymitch? I know you can hear me, you have to proove those doctors wrong, you're good at that, you're stronger than they think, please Haymitch you have to come back to us, we need you, all of us" says Sonny, I smile and nod, "you tell 'em Son, Haymitch you know she's right, you can beat this" Sonny looks up at me, even when she's crying she looks beautiful, bright blue eyes and blonde hair, I don't know why my parents called her Sonny, but I like to believe its because of her hair, I think she looks like my dad, but mom says she looks like my aunt Prim, I never knew her, she was killed in an explosion when she was thirteen, during the rebellion, that's all I know, my mom doesn't like talking about her, mom has lost a lot of people in her life, but she took Prim's death the worst, she says that Sonny and I remind her of her and her sister Prim, we look like them and we act like them, Sonny has blonde hair and blue eyes like prim and mom says that Prim was sweet and gentle like Sonny, I have dark hair and grey eyes like mom, and I'm strong willed and stubborn like my mom, we're even four years apart like them, I smile down at my little sister, Effie comes in and we decide to go, this tiny cramped room is making me feel claustrophobic, we go home and have tinned soup for dinner and go straight to bed.