Effie's Diary

Trust and Tears

Chapter 8

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Effie POV:

In my room, I cry hysterically. Haymitch will never let this go. Thoughts clouded my mind and took over my emotions until the sudden ring of the phone woke me up from my daze and cloudy haze. My new one is pink with a few embellishments here and there. Blinking and wiping away my tears, I clear my throat and ask, "Hello, Effie Trinket, who's this?"

"Dreamboat Abernathy. Look, Eff-"

"Haymitch Abernathy! How dare you ever come close to anything so personal to me! I thought I could trust you!"

"Well, I'm sorry you have extremely bad judgement."

"Ugh!"

"Look, Princess, I called to say that I am exceptionally-"

"Stop!"

"...flattered by your description of me, Haymitch Abernathy of District 12!"

"Stop! Just stop! I hate you!"

"Princess, by far, this book has told me different."

Through sobs I struggle but manage to get out, "please.. just.... stop!"

"Fine. Have a good night, Mrs. Abernathy."

The line went dead. I felt like I was being eaten alive from the inside. Why did he make me feel like this? I hate the pain; I want him out of my life! But later I will long for him by my side... By this time, tears are streaming down my face, making my silk nightdress damp. "Ugh!" I scream. I can't take this all tonight. I take a sleeping pill because if I didn't, I would be up all night forming a pool of tears. Within a few minutes, I am out cold on my bed, my face still damp with tears.

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Sorry I haven't updated in so long! I've been really busy. I wish I could speak French so Effie start writing her entries in French so nobody could understand them. That would be really cool! But sadly the only other language I can speak is Swedish. 😥 It would be weird if I wrote some of her entries in Swedish... What do you think? 😜 anyways, I will be updating (hopefully) regularly following a faithful schedule. Also, almost 500 views! I am so happy to see that many of you are enjoying this fanfiction. Thanks for reading!! Xx