I Just Need My Brother

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A/N: this chapter does get a bit dark if needed I am just one message away. Bad mental health and sexual harassment warning.

Addison POV

For the past month everyday I was at the local dance studio dancing, it has always been a way for me to release my emotions especially when I bottle them up. I wake up at 4 in the morning throw on comfortable shorts and a tank top with an oversized sweater which usually belongs to either my brother or Finnick.

I would run across town and back before stopping at the local fruit market to grab an apple or something small to keep down before heading to the Hospital to visit Sofia.

After the games the had tried to revive both Kyle and Sofia, one thing they weren't expecting was that Sofia's heart had started to beat once again but for her to fall into a coma. The Capitol are sad that she's not able to celebrate the game and demand for her to wake up.

I will never understand the capitol, she's in this bed giving up her all because of them, because of the games, because of President Snow and his rules. this is all his fault that I have now lost Sofia. she's physically here but she's just out of reach and no matter how much I try, I know I have lost her. Doctors say the more time passes the less likely she is to wake.

Finnick and Jack have tried to be positive but I pushed them away, I couldn't do it. I know she is gone and it is all my fault. no matter what they say. it is also my fault that little Eric is now dead as well.

Apparently right after the games Jack and JJ were asking about Sofia so they could prepare for what the outcome of the games were, who the winner of the games were. Jack lost his temper and President Snow told Jack to keep an eye on me for his action require consequences.

Eric and I were walking past the local pop shops to the beach to train when about 10 peacekeepers start to surround us, I tried to keep Eric close but it was no use. The peacekeepers forced me to watch as the leader beat an nine year old boy to death. I managed to get a few hits on the peacekeepers and sent a few of them to the hospital to get treated. I walked away with a busted lip and whip lash across my chest but nothing tops the pain that I had seen right in front of me.

When JJ, Jack, Mags and Finnick found out they tried to find me as I hid in now is my escape the dance studio. I stop talking to them all, they all know what I had watched. I am just a body of who I was, now I am just numb or so I thought.

"Sofia, I know you can't hear this even thought I wish you could. I can't do this without you. I need you to wake up, please. I am falling apart, I don't speak to our family I only speak to a few people at dance because they don't know me personally. I need my twisted sister, you promised" I sob as I hold her tightly against my chest waiting for a response but once again I get none.

As soon at 8AM hits I walk through the studio doors and start stretching, we have a show and tell coming up and it's all I have put my effort into. I attach the studios iPod on the dock and put on 'lovely' as I dance through the pain.

Around 10 Dustin walks in, we are doing a duet together called 'adore you' it's a complete 180 to my solo but sometime you have to fake it till you make it. Dustin is someone who actually makes me want to smile even though I feel like falling to my knees and screaming until I can't no more.

Around 2PM I drag Dustin with me to meet up with Cole who is very handsy and full on I told him only because of the show and tell is so close that after that I want nothing to do with him. all he does is try and touch me inappropriately and make side comments that make my skin crawl. Dustin had to leave and my stomach drops, I hate to be alone with him in the same room but I made a commitment that I can't drop now.

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