𝖙𝖊𝖒𝖊𝖗𝖆𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖚𝖘 | THE HUNGER GAMES

Twenty eight

Twenty-eight

Finnick

What would you usually do when three people covered in blood run at you? I guess, I'm asking the wrong crowd but in our world. The first thing you'd do is attack. And that was what we did and none of us listened to rhyme or reason or asked question until, Kamari had the short haired one with a sword pinned to the sand. "If this is how you treat your allies, I don't wanna be on the enemy's side?" She joked as shock ran through both of us. "Jonnie?" Kamari asked as Johanna groaned. "I told you, multiple times. Not to call me that." She said in annoyance as Kamari pulled her to her feet. "I'm sorry. I didn't recognize you." Kamari apologized. Her face was red and it wasn't because of the blood.

"How many times do I have to tell you not to apologize when you attack me?" Johanna joked and their conversation became too hard to hear as they walked towards the edge where Katniss was helping clean Betee's district mate. Guilt ran through me as I realized that all these years of being in the same rooms as her and I never even learned her name. I was so caught up in playing my own games and not being victim in someone else's, that I forgot to live.

To be a teenager. To even just live life.

And I regret it now, when I have to savour every moment with the people I love. I imagined Mags standing next to me. I allowed myself to imagine her motherly warmth. I imagined sitting at the beach back home with Annie, watching her and Peter build sandcastles. I wish we had more time. I would have loved to see the dynamic when Johanna and Annie would meet. I wanted to see if Annie would like Kamari. They had met, but only once and Annie was in no state to remember anything back then.

I wanted to have moments with my family. And I realized this too late. I realized it now, as I watching Kamari and Johanna talk as they cleaned her up. I realized as I saw the smile on Peeta's face watching Katniss with the mumbling woman.

I never thought that this could have been possible but I imagined a future with them too. With Peeta and Katniss and her little sister. I would have loved the honour of meeting her. From what little I had seen of her, she reminded me of Kamari when she was young.

Somehow everywhere I turned, led me back to her.

Everything I know leads me back to her.