If we burn } Finnick Odair

Chapter 4 ~secrets~

Finnick's pov

There's a bomb coming. Alerts all through 13 going off. "Mags!" I exclaim to get the woman's attention. I help her on my back and carry her down the stairs to the bomb bunker or whatever it is. She places a kiss on my cheek thanking me before laying down in the bunk beside me.

We sit there a while listening to the sounds of destruction above us. The power goes out as the people scream. I wonder why Daphne wasn't brought on this time. Is she dead? Tearing up once again. Dim lanterns are turned on because of the power. The room shaking. I look up at the ceiling. Cracks.

I shake my head and lay down on my side taking a picture of Daphne out of my pocket. I admire everything about her. Her blue eyes, beach blonde hair, the dusting of freckles on her nose and cheeks. Everything about her is perfect. I love her so much and I what I want more than anything is for her to be laying right her in my arms. Or back in district 4 safe and sound.

"Hey." Katniss's voice says. I look up at her. "Can I sit?" "Yeah." I sit up moving the pillow on the bed for her. I look back down at Daphne's picture. "Snow's using Daphne to punish you. He's taunting us with them. I didn't understand until just now watching that stupid cat."

I let out a shaky breath looking over at Katniss trying to keep from crying again. "After your first games I thought the whole romance was an act. We all expected you to continue that strategy, but it wasn't until Peeta's heart stopped and he nearly died that I knew I misjudged you. You love him." She looks away for a moment. "I'm not saying in what way maybe you don't know yourself. Anyone paying attention could see it."

"How do you live with it?" "I drag myself out of nightmares and theres no relief in waking up but it's better not to give into it...It takes ten times longer to put yourself back together than it does to fall apart."

Daphne's pov

They put me in this plain white room hours ago. The sound of a dripping water faucet has went on for ages. This is enough to make a person mad. They keep switching up my torture for what's easier for them or so they won't get bored I think. Either that or they just want to traumatize me in every genre.

I really hope Finnick and the rest of the rebels got Peeta's message and survived.

I hum to myself to distract me from the sound. I wish I could cover my ears too. My wrists are shacked to the ground. I wonder what they'd do if I sung the hanging tree or something. That'd be interesting. I don't sing it out loud but I hum the melody. I don't think they realize what I'm doing.

"Are you are you coming to the tree." Nothing. "They strung up a man. They say who murdered three." Still nothing but I feel like Snow's listening to me. There's a tension in the air. "Strange things did happen here no stranger would it be if we met at midnight in the hanging tree." I barley get the last word out when the door opens.

Not a peacekeeper. But definitely a man from the capital. "I heard your singing. Isn't that song forbidden?" "It's catchy." Is all I say in return. He sits down beside me. I don't keep my eyes off of him. The last thing I do in these kinds of situations is let my guard down.

"Are you here to kill me? If you are I'm begging you to do so now." "Never. I just want you Daphne." Oh my gosh.

I jerk my arms just to realize I'm still chained to the floor. At this point with how much I have these shackles on my wrists and ankles are probably bruised. An idea comes to mind. "You have a deal under one condition." "Anything for you." I almost gag at that. "Unchain me." "I'm afraid I can't do that." "Then we have no deal." "I'm afraid you don't have much of a choice here beautiful." "Oh really and why is that?" "I'm the one in charge." I'm done. This is the most ew. Oh my Snow. "I wouldn't do anything you'd regret." I say. "I hate it break it to you gorgeous but I'm not the one shackled to the floor."

He moves my hair out of my face bringing his lips to my neck. No. No. No. NO. I need to get out of these shackles. Come on Daphne. I try and yank my wrists out of the. My right one breaks free. HA! I DID IT!" I need to get my other hand out. I feel the metal scratch my skin. How has this man not noticed what I'm doing yet? He's still kissing all over neck and shoulders. If I can get my feet out that would me an awful lot as well. I end up getting my left wrist out with just some blood dripping down my hand. I don't have enough time to get my ankle out before this man goes farther than he already has.

I whip my hand around punching him in the face. It's too weak to knock him out but it's enough to get him off. I try getting my ankles free. "Come on come on!" I mumble to myself. "I like it when women play hard to get." Please leave me alone. PLEASE JUST LEAVE ME ALONE.

Finnick's pov

I remember Katniss telling me about rescue mission. We've nearly reach a month here. This is the longest I've been without Daphne since before I met her. I was getting withdrawals with in the first five minutes what can I even say. I just miss my girl. I think back to some of my favorite memories together.

Sunrises on the docks, beach days, how cute it was when she had sun kissed cheeks. I remember we'd have competitions on who cold hold their breath the longest. I'd always cheat just to get on her nerves. Stay up until I seen she was about come up. It'd always end in some kind of fun war.

I know when I see her I wont ever leave her again. I know she'll have to stay in the hospital. That doesn't mean I wont be staying with her. I'm done being apart. I wish they'd hurry and get on with this said rescue mission.

"Finnick. We need you." Haymitch says. "What why?" "They're rescuing them." I smile. "What do you need me to do." "We need you as a distraction Katniss can't do it." I nod. "What do I say." Haymitch sighs. "That's the part I didn't want to tell you. They want you to talk about what Snow used you for for so long." My heart drops. "Can you do it?" I nod. I'll do anything for Daphne.

Daphne's pov

Sitting back in my original cell. No shackles on my wrists or ankles. They had some fun with me after that stunt I pulled earlier. Small burns all over my body. It was better than being groomed. Johanna and Peeta have already crashed for the night it seems. No screams from them. I sit back with my head against the wall. I don't know how long it's been. The only sunlight I've seen is when they take us out for promos or different torture experiments. I don't know what to do anymore. I don't think we'll ever make it out of here.

I hear his voice. "President Snow used to....sell me...for my body that is." Finnick. I gasp quite literally. I know this isn't jabber jays. This is really him. "I wasn't the only one. If a victor is considered desirable, the president gives them as a reward or allows people to buy them for an exorbitant amount of money. If you refuse, he kills someone you love. So you do it." I hear the door handle jiggle. A common sound. "Daphne Elsher. We're from District 13 and we're here to save you." No way.

One of the men pick me up as I keep listening to Finnick's voice as he exposes the presidents dirty secret we've kept hidden for years.

"I wasn't the only one. Daphne and I were the most popular. Perhaps the most defenseless. Because the people we loved were so defenseless. To make themselves feel better my patrons at least would make presents of money or jewels but I already found a much more valuable form of payment...secrets." I don't get to hear the rest before I'm put in a hovercraft to fly to 13. Johanna and Peeta are here too. They saved us. They ACTUALLY saved us.

"Are you alright? Injuries that need to be treated now?" One of them ask me. I shake my head no because it's the truth. What are they going to treat me for bruises and a couple of burns? My only true injury is mental. And we all know by now that's not something that can be treated.

We keep flying for a short while. I don't sleep. I feel more alive than ever right now. Some time later I feel us land. They open the hatch and get us out and into hospital beds.

They get an IV in me as I scan the crowd of people who just showed up. I spot him. 20 feet ahead of me looking around for me. "Finnick!" I scream. His head snaps towards me relief fills his eyes. I unhook my IV taking off towards him. Our bodies clash as he picks me up. I wrap my legs around him to stay stable. "You're okay. You're safe now." His forehead rests against mine. I've never felt a greater sense of relief in all my life.

AN- and a reunion. only 4 chapters til their reunion but i wanted her in there for about a month and each chapter is kind of like a week. so i really hope you all like what's in store!