That’s when we hear Maysilee begin to scream. The alliance is over and she broke it off so no one could blame him for ignoring her. But…
The tapes are marked with the year of the Games and the name of the Victor. I dig around and suddenly find one in my hand that we have not watched. The year of the Games if fifty. That would make it the Second Quarter Quell. And the name of the Victor is Haymitch Abernathy.
Day 1- Your favorite character
“And that, my friends, is how a revolution dies.”
a portrayal of what the second quarter quell might’ve been like - maysilee and haymitch’s meeting
Child Meme: Ask me anything as my child. Go to my ask box and rip out my heart in any and every way possible. I dare you.
Seeing that old photo of Maysilee killed him inside. Yes, Haymitch had moved on, found a life outside of his love for her, but still to this day, he had never forgotten that blonde haired girl from his District. As much as it pained him to think about her, bringing memories to the forefront about her was the only way he felt he could truly keep her alive. The pain made him remember she was real.
"Come over here, sweetheart.." Patting down a seat next to him on the couch, he put his drink down on the coffee table. ” That blonde girl in the picture, her name was Maysilee. When I was in the Hunger Games, many years ago now, her and another girl and boy were with me from 12 when we went in, and from the start, the two of us were very close.” There was a part of him that wanted to simply stop there, and not go on. It was hurtung so bad already. But he couldn’t keep Maysilee’s memory so short to his daughter. A part of him always wished whenever he saw Maysilee around in his District before the Games and during that he’d be able to have a life with her. He had a girlfriend, yes. But the feelings he had for Maysilee were much stronger then for his girlfriend. The two were on opposite ends of the spectrum.
"She was a very close friend of mine, and I loved her very much. She kept me together, she saved my life. I wouldn’t of lived to win the Games if it wasn’t for her. You wouldn’t be here, princess if she didn’t do that." Tapping his daughters nose with a rare genuine smile, he was glad he could turn her passing into something of good for her. He didn’t want any negativity around his young child. "I wish you could have gotten the chance to meet her. She was a beautiful person, inside and out. I’ll always love her.."
District Twelve Tributes | 50th Hunger Games & 74th Hunger GamesThe odds are never in our favor,
And there they are, instantly drawn into one of those pacts you’d be hard-pressed to break if you ever expect to go home and face your district.