If we burn } Finnick Odair

Chapter 3 ~a warning~

(small tw ahead)

I never realized how really insane I was until I haven't had Daphne. I've barely seen Mags. Just during meal time really. I haven't slept no more than 4 hours every night before I get woken up by nightmares. I got moved to Katniss's hall but I relapse so much I practically live in the hospital. I just want Daphne back. You never realize how much a person could affect another person until that persons gone.

When I have her I usually get a full nights sleep. I know she's safe so it's make me feel safe. I know she's not safe right now. Sure that promo let me know she was alive but how long will they keep her alive. She's so pale and frail it worries me even more. Just thinking about all of this makes me begin to cry again. When am I not crying? It's been a week and a half Finnick COME ON.

A knock at my door. Light. Followed by that knock my door opens. I don't look up to see who it is. It doesn't matter. I feel a gentle hand on my shoulder. I realize it's Mags. I look up at her she looks back at me sympathetically. She's not the normal Mags. She doesn't look content. How could she be? She practically raised Daphne me and..and Ren. "Don't cry." She signs to me. "How could I not Mags? They have her." She grabs my hands in her own pulling me to sit up. I do. She rests her hand against my cheek before kissing it. She gives me a sad smile. "I'm sorry I haven't came to see you much. They keep putting me back in here." "I know." She signs. "Will they save her?" Her smile fades. She doesn't know.

Another tear falls down my cheek. "I'm sorry. I need to keep it together. Daphne would want me to. I bet she's doing way better than I am and they're torturing her." I wonder every second of the day what they're doing to her. It has to be something. She's going to be ruthless now. They'll want to keep her chained back because of this now. Anything they can do to weaken her they will. What I don't think they realize is how hard that can really be. Daphne's not that little fragile girl from District 4 anymore.

Daphne's pov

I wake up the next morning in shackles. That's weird. When my eyes adjust to being awake I notice a male figure in my room. "Glad to see you're finally awake." He says. I instantly recognize the mans voice. Owen. There's no way he's alive. I slit his throat. I still feel his blood on my hands 8 years later. He's dead. His cannon went off. Why does this man have his voice. Is this a dream? A nightmare? I don't know the proper term. I can't breathe. The air is too thin. I can't move. I'm stuck to this bed. "What do you want?" I manage to say. "I think you know the answer to that Daphne." I almost question how he knows my name.

He lays down beside me. His face right in front of mine. I feel his warm breath against my face. I was convinced the capital couldn't find my right torture. I was wrong. They found it. This is torture. I want to die. Why couldn't they have killed me instead of using me. The man tucks my hair behind my ear. "Please go away." I say tears welling up in my eyes. "We have some unfinished business Daphne." "No, no we don't. You're not Owen. I slit his throat eight years ago. I see it almost every single night when I lie my head down to sleep. I'm not a fool. I may be insane but I'm not a fool." "I know you're not."

He caresses my face. I want to scream for help. But I know nobody will come to my rescue. I'm the villain in my own story. I brought this on myself. I should've known this would've ended bad.

"Just kill me." I say. He doesn't say anything. "ARE YOU DEAF I SAID TO JUST KILL ME!" I feel his hand make contact with the skin on my back. Please make this all be a dream. Tears. completely real tears stream down my face. Just kill me. Please just kill me. "LEAVE ME ALONE" I plead.

I don't remember this side of me. Was I like this before? I think this is the worst I've ever been. I don't have Finnick. He was my medicine before. If I ever make it out of this hell I would KILL to see the look on that presidents face when he gets executed. Only thing is I don't think I'll live that long.

Finnick's pov

Today Katniss offered to have lunch together in her room. I guess I'll try. I mean it's better than the hospital. The food here is awful but it's edible at least.

District 5 was the rebels most recent attack. It shut off power for while. Katniss was in 12 this morning. I don't know what went on but I know there was some filming involved.

"How have you been?" She asks me. That's really out of character for Katniss. Her offering lunch is out of character. I guess I'm pretty out of character as well.

"Miserable really. I know you feel at least a similar way about Peeta." She nods. "There's another promo later this evening. Coin told me about it. I thought you'd like to know." The truth is I really don't want to know. I don't want to see how much worse Daphne looks. "I'm sorry about Daphne." I nod. I can't say it's fine. It's not fine. "I've had a lot of lows in my life Katniss. Somehow this is one of the worst I've experienced yet. Daphne's always been my comfort. She's always kept me sane. Now without her I've never felt more manic in all of my life."

She looks down. "How have you been doing?" I ask her this time. "Fine. I guess. My family helps. I still can't get over district 12 being blown to bits and yet that cat still survives." I snicker. "What's the cats name anyway." "Buttercup. The sweetest name for the meanest cat. The only human that thing actually likes is my sister." "Who doesn't like your sister?" "I ask myself that everyday." We both laugh. Maybe Katniss really isn't as bad as I thought. At least it's nice to know we're kind of friends now.

Daphne's pov

I lie in my bed numbly for hours looking up at the ceiling. I still feel the Owen copy cat all over me. I want a shower. I want to be clean. I ran out of tears to cry hours ago. I hear the screams of both Peeta and Johanna. I wonder what they're doing to them. Johanna's is something with water. Probably electrocuting her or something. Zapping her I don't know. I have no idea what they're doing to Peeta.

I don't remember my last meal. I think it was the arena. We're reaching nearly three weeks. The only part of my diets water. I can almost see every single bone in my hand. I'm so cold.

My door handle jiggles. Kill me. Literally kill me. It's just peacekeepers. Probably just a propo. I don't care anything to get me out of this room. I stand with Johanna and Peeta after they pretty me up again. The dress is bigger than it was just a week or so ago.

Peeta looks extra nervous. "What's wrong?" I ask the boy. He look around before he whispers," They're gonna bomb district 13 they're gonna try and kill the rebels in 13. Katniss is there." Finnick's there. My face turns more pale than what it already is. "Peeta, you're the only one speaking tonight. Warn them." "I was going to." "This wont end well for us." Johanna says. "We're already goners." I say. She shrugs.

"What have they done to you guys?" Johanna asks. I don't say anything. "Trackerjackers." Peeta says, "It's hard to tell what's real and what's not." "We can always help you figure that out." He gives a thankful smile.

Peeta goes on. That poor kid. Johanna and I don't say a word trying to listen to everything that's happening.

We hear Katniss's voice. Singing the most forbidden song in all of Panem. The hanging tree. Johanna and I look at each other in complete confusion. What the heck is going on. Peeta's face is distraught. He really loves that girl. "Katniss." He whispers. "Katniss are you there? Katniss." "Peeta please continue." Caesar says, "You were telling us about these savage attacks." Peeta takes a second. That poor boys eyes are completely filled with tears. I'd be lying if I said mine weren't too. "The attack on the dam was a callous and inhuman act of destruction."

The hanging tree plays again. Katniss is walking on the remains of something as she sings it. Is that 13?

"T-think about it. How will this end? What will be left? No-one can survive this. No-one is safe now. Not here in the capital, not in any of the districts. They're coming Katniss. They're gonna kill ever-" Before Peeta can finish what he's saying Johanna and I are both grab and dragged away. I try and fight it. I'm too weak now. I hope they got the warning. Gosh I hope they got the warning.

AN- let me know what you think! the timeline is kinda strange like it's been 3 weeks already. there's a LOT more of mockingjay to go but the capital time seems to be going quickly. i guess cause i don't want the writing to be repetitive.