Chapter 19 ~the 76th hunger games~

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Finnick and I lay together the next morning. We didn't sleep much last night. Too much to think about.

Neither one of us want to think about how we go off tomorrow. We're scared well at least one of us is. That one of us is me. Finnick hasn't said much about it. I know if he really wanted to talk about it though he'd say something. I just don't want him to keep it bottled up.

"Are you okay?" I ask. "Hm?" "Are you okay?" He rolls over on his side facing me. "Of course. It's the morning after my wedding to my favorite person on the planet." He tucks some hair behind my ear. I smile not pushing it right now. We still have the whole day. I keep my eyes on him and my thoughts instantly go back to the nightmare I had the night before our wedding.

Finnick notices my change in emotion. "What's wrong?" "I'm just thinking about the other night." "Wanna talk about it?" No. "Sure." "Whenever you're ready I'm listening." I sit up and so does he. I take a few breaths. He takes my hands in his.

"It was the war. We were left behind. We went to an abandoned building to hide when we heard vehicles. Capital vehicles. When we got in there they were all there." "Who was all there?" "Sylvie, Dariel, Ardin, Elias, Owen. The people who haunt my dreams and thoughts. They were in the same forms they were in when they died. "Two slit throats, one sleeping in a puddle of blood, one with an arrow to the heart...and one hanging from the ceiling. I bet you can guess who was who. I walked around to each of them while memories ran through my mind. I could see all of them die in my head. I realized we came here together and that I wasn't alone. When I turned around....."

Finnick gives my hands a supporting squeeze.

"Camden..Camden was there. Holding that knife to your throat like he did to Sylvie. His eyes were dark as if they were overcome with evil. You were real. You were scared. You weren't just scared you were terrified. You even told me that you were scared. I was going to kill him and save you. He told me if I tried anything he'd kill you. I knew he was right but I also knew whatever I did he'd kill you. And I was right. I made eye contact with you and he. He slit your throat. He slit your throat like he did Sylvie. He slit your throat like I did Owen."

I find myself crying again. Finnick pulls me too him covering a part of my head. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't be crying over a nightmare right now we just got married." I wipe one of my eyes. "Don't apologize for one second. Your emotions are completely valid. You ignored your fear all day yesterday it's okay to get off your chest. My job is to love and be there for you through times like this and you know that."

I snuggle myself closer to him. "I love you with all I am." He says kissing the side of my head. "You're gonna make me cry again." I laugh, "I love you."

Finnick's pov

That explains everything. Her timidness, why she screamed so loud, why she was whole heartedly convinced I was dead, and why she keeps zoning out. Something about our nightmares is they're always so vivid to where it seriously feels real. It's like we're paralyzed in our sleep and even if we wanted to wake up it's nearly impossible.

"Do you feel okay now that you got it off your chest?" She nods slowly meaning a half yes. Somethings still on her mind. "What is it?" "Are you scared?" I wait for her to evaluate more. I think I know what she's talking about but I want to make sure before I go off on this long answer.

"For what's about to happen? With the war and stuff." Yep. She moves a little bit so she can look at me while I talk. I hesitate. I don't know what to say. Well how to explain it really.

"I'd be lying if I were to say I wasn't scared. In all honesty I'm terrified. Mainly because I know you're going to be there too. I want to know you're safe and away from the danger but in this case you're not. And you're strong enough to where it makes so much sense on why you're coming. They need you. I need you. That's why I'm scared because I need you just like I need the air. I want you to know though I'm going to do anything to make sure you're safe even if that means risking my own life."

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