The Second Quarter Quell: Haymitch Abernathy
Author's note: Unlike the previous "Hunger Games" fan-fiction I entered,this one was done alone. I had written... Show full author's note »
1I sit up in my bed, debating whether or not to sign up for more tesserae and risk entering my name for the Hunger Games. Reaping is tomorrow and I know that something will happen to change the way we look at the Games forever. I’m lucky enough to not have been Reaped at 16, but that doesn’t mean that the odds are in my favor. I want to provide for my family, but I don’t want to go into the Games. I have too much to lose. First, is my family. My mother and 11 year old brother mean the world to me. I mean, I have been the primary supporter since my father left us when I was 10. My father revealed that he was having an affair with a visiting Capitol woman and he left us and is now living a life of luxury with his new wife and my half-brother, Seneca. I asked to change my last name from Crane to Abernathy, my mother’s maiden name. My father was no longer a part of my life and I wanted no part of him, thus the changing of my name. I vowed that I would never abandon my family. I am super protective because of it.
My second reason is my girlfriend of one year, Alexa. She is my everything. If I survive Reaping this year, and the next two years, I want to ask Alexa to spend forever with me. I can’t picture my life without her. Having my name in six times is enough to scare her.
I finally decide to risk the chances of the Games and I slip out of bed. I go to pull a shirt out of the drawer when I hear Tyler snoring softly only a short distance from me. He is practically a miniature version of me. Standing just short of five feet, his tousled dark hair and pale gray eyes are almost identical to mine. I have been teaching him to hunt in the woods, for a more substantial meal other than the poor tesserae rations we are given. It’s illegal to go beyond the fence, and if we get caught, it’s certain execution. I had been caught once, but the Peace Keeper let me off with a warning. Tyler wasn’t with me. But if he had been, things would’ve been different. I am fully dressed and I slip down the stair and I reach for the door when I hear my mom from behind.
“Haymitch? Where are you going? It’s five thirty in the morning.”
“Nowhere.” I lie. My mom chuckles and I know that she knows me better.
“Haymitch, don’t lie to me.”
“I’m going for tesserae registration.” I sigh. She shakes her head.
“We have enough.”
“The portions of tesserae are barely enough to get us through the week! I’m not afraid of putting my name in!”
“No but I am! I can’t lose you! Tyler needs you. It’s not worth it.”
“I’ll be fine, mom.” I assure her. She nods and I turn towards the door again, but I hug her before leaving.