63Hey guys, sorry for the delay and like I said before; finals have taken over and finished. THANK GOD! I miss writing so much and I'll write what I can before summer classes kick in.
Here's chapter twelve part dos
Johanna's P.O.V.
"Alright, take care Peeta." I said hanging up the call and sighted. I pace around my office and the trail doesn't start for another three hours. 'I hope Katniss does feel better and I feel bad for the woman on going through all this drama. I know I'll win this case and can't wait to rub this in front of Heavenbee's face.' I talked to myself and walked over to my mini refrigerator opening the door reaching a tiny bottle of vodka. I closed the small refrigerator door with my foot and walking back over to my desk and pulling out the napkin as evidence from experiencing Katniss's subconscious moment. I grabbed my mouse to click on my desktop's Microsoft word logo then start typing up from my view on last night.
I print out the paper and making sure all the grammar including spellcheck and placing it into my briefcase. "What was it I was going to do again? Ah crap! Now I remember." I said to myself out loud and reaching over to my office phone to call up Judge Snow. I clear my throat and breathed out. "Hello, may I speak to Judge Coriolanus Snow please? Yes. I'll hold." I quickly unwrapped the vodka bottle and opening up the top and started drinking just a little before finishing it. "Good morning Mister Coriolanus Snow, how are you this morning? I'm doing pretty good and you? Good. Good. I received a call from Peeta Mellark about Katniss Everdeen-Mellark is having a rough morning sickness including a restless night and has contacted Doctor Aurelius to excuse her for today's court but the Mellark's will be present tomorrow for sure." I stated being professional and leaning into my seat. "You received a fax from Dr. Aurelius? Okay good, I thought it would be best to tell you now over the phone instead of being in court and telling you what happened. Alright, see you in three hours Judge Snow. Okay, bye." I hanged up the phone and grabbed small bottle of vodka finishing it. "Never to early to drink, not at all." I laughed at myself a little and hoping for this day to be over already.
Three hours later, New York City Courthouse
I arrived back into the same courtroom and walking towards the front seeing Plutarch Heavensbee talking to his client Gale Hawthorne. My eyes travel to see Haymitch Abernathy and Finnick Odair talking to each other and making my way to the left side towards the table with my right hand on my briefcase and unlocking it with my left hand. "Where's Peeta and Katniss Mellark?" I can hear council Heavensbee asking the question. "Misses Mellark had a hard time last night and having a bad case of morning sickness, Mister Mellark is taking care of her right now as we speak." I answered Plutarch's question then turning my head to face him. "Is she going to be okay, Katniss I mean?" Mister Hawthorne asked being concern for his wife slash whatever he is now. "She should be better by tomorrow and already contacted Judge Snow about the situation." I answered Mister Hawthorne's question. "There was an episode last night where Katniss's subconscious took over and revealed something important." Finnick stated being serious and I could feel him glaring on the right side of the courtroom. "What did she say?" Mister Hawthorne asked wanting to know. "You'll find out sooner then you think." I answered again.
I hear the back doors of the courtroom open and seeing forty year old woman with light pink hair in a high ponytail with a white trench coat that covered her shoulders being dressed a bright yellow approbate blouse with a black pencil skirt, an orange purse strap on her shoulder, and six inch black heels. This must be Effie Trinket; Peeta, Katniss, and Gale's therapist. A blonde woman followed right behind her. 'I didn't know she's that colorful with her outfits and wonder what she has to say about all this.' I thought to myself and turning my head around back to the front.
Effie Trinket's P.O.V.
I hope I'm not running late for this court hearing today. I'm beyond thankful that Katniss will get some justice today and I was a little informed about the whole ordeal. I can't believe that Gale would lie about Katniss's past of being married to Peeta Mellark better yet creating a lie. I would never suspected Gale Hawthorne as a liar, hell of an actor. I'm in the cab right now heading towards the Courthouse and for once I'm a little nervous. 'The poor girl has been through so much and finding out that she's pregnant too. I can only pray for justice not only for her but Peeta as well. All I can say is this event or experience is the highlight of my career by far.' I said being in my train of thought and felt a halt with my body being shoved forward.
"Miss, we're here. Total is going to be forty-five dollars." The female driver with a thick Brooklyn accent replied as she looked at me and smacked her gum. I open my purse quickly getting my wallet out pulling out two twenty dollar bills, a five dollar bill, and another five for a tip. I handed the money to the woman's needed hand I then put my orange purse strap on my shoulder and opened the car door letting myself out then closing it behind me feeling the car racing out. "Well, I never." I said to myself and coughed a little because of the smoke that came from the car pipe. I waved the gas away and started walking towards the entrance of the courthouse. I open the door and looking around the main lobby then seeing the reception desk. I placed a smile on my lips and walking towards the reception desk seeing a young red headed woman with thick glasses is looking at a computer screen. I clicked my heels two steps from the desk and cleared my throat to get her attention. The red headed woman looked up at me. "Good morning, how are you? I'm looking for the courtroom of where case of Peeta Mellark and Katniss Everdeen-Mellark vs. Gale Hawthorne is taking place at." I spoke clear and professional. "I'm doing good and how are you? Good. Umm.. yes let me look that up. Give me a couple of seconds please to pull that up." The young red headed woman greeted and answered me as I see her looking directly at the screen then the keyboard. "Found it. It's courtroom a thirty-eight, second floor to the right side." She instructed with a smile on her face. "Thank you so much, have a great day." I said being polite and turning to my body to left seeing a staircase and making my way towards it. I carefully walked up the steps and making sure not to make a fool of myself, I lightly grazed the rail for support and could hear a pair of high heel boots following behind me. 'Mind your own business Effie, don't pay attention to that person.' I mentally telling myself to pay attention just to myself.
"Are you heading to the second floor?" A woman's voice asked me a question and stopped in my steps on the staircase and turning around to face her. A blonde woman who seems to be in her mid-twenties blue eyes being dressed in a dark blue leather crop jacket that covered dark yellow long sleeve, light blue skinny jeans, brown high heel boots that went up to her knees. I look up seeing a dark blue matching leather purse. "Yes I am." I answered her. "For the case between the Mellark's going against Gale Hawthorne?" A chill ran down my spine when she said those words. 'Is this woman a stalker?' I asked myself. "I've been summoned to that case also, I've known Gale Hawthorne for a couple of years. I'm Delly, Delly Cartwright." This blondw woman introduced herself holding her hand out and I reached my hand forward shaking my hand with hers. "Effie Trinket." I introduced myself with a smile acting in a professional matter then letting my hand drop to my side. "I heard you're the number one psychologist in the city." Delly compliments me about my work.
"Thank you, I'm flattered." A smile rose on my lips and laughed a little. "How do you know Peeta Mellark, Katniss Everdeen, and Gale Hawthorne?" Delly asked. I gestured tilting my head up for the two of us to continue walking up to the second floor. "I've been their therapist with Peeta I was assigned to him because he retired from the army and was in mourning of losing his wife of whom I didn't know it was Katniss. I've known Katniss for five years helping her cope with half of her body was burned due to an accident and recovering from a coma including talking things out with her. I've also known Gale for five years as well recovering from the army but he eventually became declared as normal to society." I answered being professional and looking up to see where about three steps to reach the floor and I stepped on the carpet. "How do you know Gale Hawthorne and Peeta Mellark?" I reversed the role by asking her a question. "I work with Peeta at Connor's Corner and as for Gale… we met for the first time in a grocery store and stayed in touch ever since." The blonde woman answered my question. 'From the tone of her voice sounds like she's been more then staying in touch with Mister Hawthorne and as for knowing Peeta; Delly sounds interested in him.' I evaluated her mentally in my mind of analyzing the tone of her voice.
I scan around the second floor and looking for room number a thirty-eight going over to the right side. "A thirty-three, a thirty-four, thirty-five, thirty-six. Almost there." I said to myself and breathed out. "Ah yes, here we are room a thirty-eight." I replied being relieved and could hear Ms. Cartwright is right behind me then turn to face her again. "Do I have any gas stains or anything on my outfit? I was going to check before coming up here but it slipped my mind." I slowly turned my body around for a couple of seconds then stopped. "There's no gas stains on you Ms. Trinket." Delly answered and I smiled towards her. "Thank you and here we go." I straighten out my chin and re-adjusted my white trench coat that covered my shoulders and straightening out my bright yellow blouse, black pencil skirt, and had my heels together and placed a hand on my purse. I breathed out and opened the door placing my hand on the door allowing Ms. Cartwright to enter and walked towards the front of the room as I spotted my old patients; Finnick Odair, Gale Hawthorne, and my fling slash hook-ups, Haymitch Abernathy. I eyes scanning over to the right seeing one of my old dear friend Plutarch Heavensbee being Mister Hawthorne.
"Effie, good to see you again." Plutarch greeted me with a smile as I walked over to him holding his hand out to shake it. My right hand goes into his and shaking his right hand "Good to see you too Plutarch." I smiled back at him and stopped shaking his hand. "Good to see you Mister Hawthorne." I walked towards reaching my hand over to Gale and shook his hand. "You too Ms. Trinket." I nodded my head agreeing with him then turning around walking over to the left side of courtroom going over to Finnick and Haymitch. "You look very colorful but serious even in a courtdate." Finnick complimented me and I laughed a little. "You know that color makes a person's personality shine and that's what I do is wear bold colors that makes me feel good." I stated the truth and proud of it. "I like you better without all the make-up." "Well I like you better sober." Haymitch and I exchanged words between one another. I take a seat beside Finnick Odair and cleared my throat a little.
"Delly? What are you doing here?" I could hear Gale asking Ms. Cartwright's appearance in court being in shock a little. "I was summoned here from Judge Snow." Delly answered his question. 'Judging from our interaction in the staircase, knowing Mister Hawthorne, and something smells fishy. I just wish I could put my finger on it.' I thought to myself now thinking 'what else is there?'
Five hours later….
Katniss's dream
May 12, 20XX
I have these memories of this blonde guy who has kind blue eyes and saved from starvation as a child. I remember having a silver wedding band on my left ring finger and wonder whatever happened to it? Every time when I hear a loud bang or someone screaming; it reminds me of Afghanistan. My mind clicks of being in survival mode and stops. I remember crying for some man because he was hurt during an attack and he lost his left leg because of something. I've been having second thoughts about Gale because I think he's lying to me about half of everything but then again I feel like he has trust issues. But the one thing that gets me is that every time is that Gale gives me this medicine that makes me sleep for hours or waking up a day later to waking up hearing a woman's voice that laughs then says 'Are you really sure about this Gale?' I would like to know who is this woman and can't believe he would cheat on me; some husband he is.
I close the spiral notebook and clicked the pen, I look up to see if Gale is coming up the stairs, and quickly reaching down to the bottom of the nightstand where I duck taped the key to my two draws that stored my recordings and spiral notebooks of three years. I placed the key into the key hole and turning it to the right placing my spiral with the rest of my collection. I scan the draw making sure my recorders are colored coded based the same goes to my notebooks. I close the draw and turning the key to the right locking it and putting the key back to the bottom of my nightstand.
I get up from the bed and walking over to the window making sure that my 'husband' won't be coming home anytime soon. I turn my body around walking over to our closet and walking over to his side. I bend down to the ground where is shoes were at, I shove them aside, and started to knock on the floor trying to remember loosen compartment.
Katniss's P.O.V.
I jolt straight up from my sleep and looking down to see Peeta still sleeping with his body facing away from mine. I breathed in and out trying to keep claim then quietly getting out of bed. I walk over to our closet and changing into a black long sleeve shirt and dark wash jeans. I walked back into the bedroom and turning my head to the left see my husband is still asleep. I then walk over to the vanity getting a sticky note and seeing a pen. I open the cap of the pen and start writing.
Peeta.
I'm heading to 498 Victory Village and I think there's a few things that can help me out. I'll be back soon; I promise.
-Katniss
I placed the pen down and lightly walking over to his nightstand and placed the sticky note on his iPhone screen. I gently walked backwards leaving the bedroom and started heading towards down stairs. I grabbed my dark navy trench coat and going over to the door putting on my boots. I scan around and trying to remember where we would keep extra money for a rainy day. 'The small piggybank on top of the fireplace!' I answered my own question and lightly jogging to the fireplace and remembering that my husband is still asleep upstairs. I grabbed the piggybank and turning the bottom up, getting the plastic plug out, and used my right index and middle finger to fish out a couple of bills seeing a hundred dollar bill. I pull the hundred into my jean pocket and I shoved the rest of the bills back into the piggybank. I quickly ran into the kitchen going into a cabinet grabbing a cereal bar and walked back to the front door. I walk back to the front door and grabbing an extra set of house keys from the small bowl. I grabbed unlock the knobs then open the door as I stepped outside and closing the door behind me locking it. I walked down the small stairs and walking towards the right side of the sidewalk.
I walk a few yards into the neighborhood and seeing a cab van coming up. I put my right hand up in mid-air opening and closing my hand for a signal. Ten seconds later the cab van pulls up to my feet, I opened the van door opening it taking a seat inside then closing the door behind me. "Where to ma'am?" A Spanish male asked turning his head to face me. "498 Victory Village Street please." I answered him and button up my jacket as he took me somewhere I use to know.
I'm beyond sorry for the wait and hope the wait is worth it. I know this is a short chapter and wanting to get this out as soon as possible. Plus this is all I can think of, now I have an idea what to go for part 3. This story setting is still in February and I will try to rush to finish this fanfiction so I can get started on The Healing Process.