Johanna & Finnick: It Didn't End Like That

Chapter 22

Finnick's POV

It happened.

Oh my God.

It really happened.

Johanna Mason loves me.

The trip flies by like the wind. Now that we're together, everything is perfect. Johanna showed me the entire District, even the parts where we shouldn't have been. I still can't believe she loves me. I know it every time we kiss. She truly loves me.

Before you know it, we're back in District Four. I can already tell Johanna is sad. I'm relieved that we're back home. District Four has always been my forever home. Maybe it's time for a change. There's always new chances to live in other places. And I know that one certain person would love that change.

"Johanna," I say out loud. We're cuddling while watching a movie together in the house. We've been like this for hours, my hands stroking through her hair, her head resting on my chest; stolen kisses around every corner.

"Yeah?" She pokes her head up from my chest and looks up at me. We both lean in at the same time and our lips meet. Her hand squeezes mine. I squeeze back, still kissing her.

I lean out."What do you think about moving?" 

"Moving?" She bites her lip, looking uncertain. "Yeah. Well, it'd be cool to move somewhere else in Four."

"I'm not talking about somewhere in four."

"Okay." Johanna fingers trace circles in my palm. "Then where do you have in mind?"

"District Seven," I answer.

Her eyes widen. "You can't be serious. Your family is out here. You've lived here your entire life. Would you really want to move to Seven?"

"I'd love to move there," I tell her, giving her another kiss. She quickly kisses me again on the cheek. "After you showed me it, I'd do anything to move there."

"You really want to move there?" She looks in shock.

"Yes Jo," I laugh. "I really want to move there."

Johanna smiles so big her eyes close. "That's wonderful Finn!" 

I kiss her lips, placing my hands on her shoulders. "We can start house hunting soon. We don't have to worry about selling this place." 

"Sounds good."

Oh great. I just remembered that we have to give Johanna a bath today. It's already impossible to make her drink water. I have to keep the cup well away from her and put a straw in it so she can't be anywhere near it.

The movie credits start rolling. I turn off the TV and get off the couch, stretching my arms in the air. "We need to give you a bath," I whisper the last word really silently.

"Right..." Johanna sighs, looking at me like she's dying. "Do we really have to do this?"

She hasn't had a bath ever since the accident in the lake. I reported to the Doctor about what happened. He sent me a new bottle full of pills to calm down her nerves. 

"Yes, we have to do this," I push. "The Doctor sent in some pills to help relax you when it happens. I'll get you a glass of water and the pill now." I start walking to the kitchen.

"Remember the straw." Johanna follows me, covering her arms across her chest.

"I won't forget it."

I take the pill out of the bottle and pour a glass of lukewarm water for her. Then I take out a long, bendy straw and place it in the water. Johanna sits on a stool. I slide the water glass a foot and a half away, leaving just enough room for her to drink out of the straw.