Eighteen Letters To Juan Karlos •COMPLETED•

The Eighth Letter

"It takes ten times as long to put yourself back together as it does to fall apart."

-Finnick O'dair, The Hunger Games, Catching Fire

Juan Karlos couldn't sleep.

He just couldn't. Especially with all of the events happening around his life right now. Darren has become more suspicious. Asking several questions here and there, Juan Karlos getting annoyed about it. Why is Darren such a snoop? Why can't he learn to mind his own business?

He shakes his head. I wouldn't understand enough, he thought.

And when he got too bored, and his mind was filled up with thoughts, he decided to open the eighth letter. When he opened the envelope, though, a picture came out.

It was a picture of all four of the finalists, Lyca, Darlene, Darren and himself, all posing and smiling. It brought happy memories, and it reminds him of the man he is now.

Dear Juan Karlos,

It's already summer! We are planning to probably spend time with each other to have fun in the beach, although I'm not really sure if we can afford it. Jaz says she'll save up all of her money for us, but I'm terrified that it might not be enough.

I surely wish Maddie was with us, this week would be perfect and all. But alas, there is no such thing as a perfect week.

We did invite Lisa, though. I'm hoping she would join for the heck of it. After all, I don't have that much friends in this house. But then my mind goes back to Camille.

If I just saved her from the wretched fire that struck our home, I would still have a sister. I would still have a family.

But I didn't.

I was just watching, saving myself, being the selfish girl I was at the time. I didn't even shout to them. I was so stupid.