TW: Trauma, reunions
Esme's POV
It has been 2 days since the games. The trauma haunts me with every move I make. The long nights turn into dark years. The silent sobs turn into screams of fear. My thoughts were interrupted by haymitch entering my room with red puffy eyes. He joins me in bed as I wrap the blanket around us as I lay my head on his chest.
"You've been screaming again." - haymitch
"You've been crying again." - Esme
"What do we do now? We can't transition from living in constant fear to having the spot light on us."
- Esme"Unfortunately, we have to keep on. It isn't ideal. There going to follow us everywhere now until there's new victors to focus there attention on." - Haymitch
"But that's a whole year." - Esme
"I know, we just have to get through it." - Haymitch
"Can you promise me something?" - Esme
"Sure, what is it?" - haymitch
"Promise me, to give me that future you said you would. Give me something to focus on. I need a distraction." - Esme
"Promise kept, forever." - Haymitch
We fall asleep in each other's arms as the trees blur past us.
Time skip to return
We both wore simple outfits for our return. I wore a simple baby blue shirt with a white skirt. Haymitch wore a white cotton shirt and black suit trousers. My necklace was purposely on show to show everyone. We stepped out of the train and into the justice court.
We were greeted with everyone applauding us and smiling. It makes me smile. I try to search for Abigail and Daniel. My gaze lands on a boy on a mans shoulders; it's Daniel. He is smiling childishly as Adam smiles with Abigail crying in joy.
I run off the stage startling everyone as I go to greet my family. Abigail starts to run wobbling. She embraces me hardly crying hard into my shoulders. Daniel runs to my side as I hug them both tightly.
"Hey Esme." - Adam
"Thank you." - Esme
Haymitch's POV
I walk down off stage to see my parents (Tanner & Braelynn) standing with their stone cold faces glaring at me. They hug me reluctantly as I do too.
"So, you love that one." - Tanner
"Her game is Esme. And yes I do." - Haymitch
"She is a crank. Her mother was weak, she won by pure luck and with the damsel in distress trick." - Braelynn
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The Wintering Prophecy | Haymitch Abernathy
FanfictionTwo victors from district 12 hopelessly fall in love in a game of life and death. Also known as the Hunger games. Will the two become a Romeo and Juliet or seek a new ending? TW: Upsetting scenes, injury detail, family issues, alcohol issues, mental...