❝I'm the survivor, I'm gonna make it, I will survive.
Keep on surviving ❞
𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 Velren Black, a hero against his will, is once again caught up in the deadly games orchestrated by the Capitol.
[Finnick Odair x Male OC]...
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. SURVIVAL GAME . .៹♡ CHAPTER FIFTEEN ─── THE MOCKINGJAY & THE PHOENIX
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Velren sat in the dark, quiet hospital room to which he had been brought. His body was covered in these plain white pyjamas. He sat on the edge of the bed, his legs dangling, and tried to block out the horrible thoughts running through his mind.
Tears freely streamed down his cheeks, and he sniffled every few seconds. In his trembling fingers, he gripped his familiar gray knots tightly, which he couldn't seem to stop fiddling with. His skin was sure to get small burns soon from how tightly he clutched the rope and how fast his fingers moved as he tied and tied.
The hope that had once lived within him was like a tenuous flame that now seemed extinguished, smothered under the relentless weight of the thought of Finnick, caught in the clutches of the Snows' cruel control. God knows what the Snows would do to him, so many things.
"Velren." The stern voice had shocked him, he was too lost in his own thoughts to notice that someone had entered his hospital room. He stopped sniffling and a sigh escaped his mouth. He didn't need to turn his head to know who it was.
Katniss was standing in the doorway with a menacing look aimed directly at him. It almost looked like she wanted to kill him. But Velren knew she wouldn't do that. She looked broken, there were tears in her eyes, similar to his own.
Despite the overwhelming hurting, he spoke up. "Have you forgotten that they have Finnick, too?" His voice was hoarse from the crying, and Katniss could definitely tell. His breath hitch, as his gaze slowly lifted from the knot in his fingers, to look straight at her.
"They took him." As those words left his lips, it was as if everything was real. Finnick was gone and perhaps he would never come back. He cried again as he didn't know how he was going to continue without Finnick by his side.
