My Sweet Little Reminder

My Next Visitors

My mom doesn't come.
Dora was the next person who came. To my embarrassment, she finds me crying remorsefully over the way I treated my father. I'm draped over the couch and roughly wiping my eyes. "Finnick?" She asks. I watch her as she sits next to me. "Dora." I say. I put my arm around her in that brotherly way I do. She leans into me.
"Mom's not coming." I laugh breathily at her plaintive declaration.
"You didn't have to tell me that." I say with somewhat of wryness laced in my voice.
She pushes off of me. "Don't-don't do her like that Finn. She can't help it."
"I know." I say as gently as I can. She takes a breath like she's about to say something again.
"I know,okay?" I reassure her. I reassure her once more, just to make sure she doesn't go into a lecture. Anyways,not to be self-centered,but isn't this supposed to be about me right now?
"She just - she thinks he's still alive,she'll never accept his death."
I'm secretly contemplating whether or not I should tell her...
"She's waiting for him now,said she couldn't risk missing their reunion."
I feel like such a top priority right now.
"Ya know somethin' though?"
"What?"
"I think she especially is expecting him on Reaping Day."
Does Dora know,or is she just playing mind games?
The Peacekeepers bust through the doors.
"She'll always be your mother Finn! And I will always be your sister!"
They're trying to drag her away.
I kick and shove my way through the peacekeepers to hug her. She's my sister dammit,I'm not letting them do this.
One of the peacekeepers picks me up by my shirt and throws me on the couch.
Well there's an ego booster.
I have to watch the peacekeepers point guns at my sister until she walks out. That's fun. The whole time she's shaking like a leaf,as pale as the moon. They follow her out,and the last one to leave slams the door. My face is hot with fury,and because I'm so emotionally stable,I flip over another chair. The chairs are very tacky. If they had a song it would be the tiki tiki tiki tiki tiki room.
I plop down on the floor and look at the ceiling.
All the birds sing songs and the flowers bloom....
My mom used to sing me this song.
In the tiki tiki tiki tiki -
I get the feeling I should get up,so I do.
Tiki room.
I'm sitting up,but decide I should stand. Get off the floor. Brush the dust off my pants.
The room feels like it's spinning. I sit down on the couch and rub my temples.
Whoa there! I think Finnick may have lost his head. Good news though, I think I might have found it in the Tiki Room. I promise there's a reason for his moment of madness. Comment what you think it might be. I love to hear people's interpretations :)