Calm as the Ocean <Finnick Odair>

A Visit from the Devil

As I open the doors to my living room, I'm greeted by a sickening smile. One that belongs to President Snow himself. I sit down on my soft rocking chair uncomfortably. I don't like other people in my house, especially President Snow.

"Hello Alyssa." He says with authority.

I immediately sit up straighter when I hear my name come out of his mouth. I am his little puppet, he can do anything he wants to me and I have no control of it. I better behave, for the sake of Finnick. For all I know his life could depend on it, plus, he's listening right outside the doors.

"Hello President Snow." I say semi coldly.

"Pleasure to see you." He says with a smirk.

"As to you." I say, looking anywhere but his evil eyes.

"As you know, I am in charge of you." He says, beginning.

"Yes sir." I say, my back stiff.

"Good girl. And I can control what you do in your free time. Correct?" He says, not asking.

"Correct." I say in a cold tone.

"I have decided that I'm going to, um, sell your body. Let's put it this way, if you don't see who I tell you to see, you will never look at Mr. Odair again." He says with a devious smile, knowing I can't do anything about it.

"I'm not understanding." I say confused.

"Everything you need to know is in this letter. You may never show anyone the letter or tell anyone about it. If I hear you did, you and Finnick both will be executed." He says strictly.

"Yes sir." I say.

"Good. Finnick has just been escorted to his house, therefor he knows nothing of this. You will do what I say or you know the consequences. Is this clear?" He demands, his eyes shooting daggers at me.

"Yes. Sir." I say through my gritted teeth as I stare coldly at him.

I clench my fist and unclench it, wanting to kill him so badly right now. But I can't, my actions would kill Finnick. He hands me a sealed envelope and gets up to leave.

"Thank you sir." I say in a monotone voice.

"Good night." He says back.

As soon as he leaves, I run up to my room to read the envelope, making sure to lock all the door before I do. I rip the sticker off with my fingernail and take the sheet of paper out, beginning to read it.

'Alyssa, your body has been selected to be sold to the Capitol. I have had many requests sent for you so I've decided to grant them. In turn for you new 'job' you will be given $100 for each client. Please them or else. Your first client will be in exactly one week from now. This is day one. Your outfit will be sent to you through mail, expect it later today. You know the consequences if anyone finds out. Good day.

-President Snow.

I finish reading his sloppy handwriting, finally realizing what I have to do. A feel hot tears run down my cheeks, making dark spots on my bed covers. I tuck the note in a drawer, under a few bras. Finnick won't find it there, that's for sure. I pace around my room, getting my act together. I rethink my assignment, repeating it over and over again in my head.

President snow is forcing me into prostitution. If I don't 'please' the clients, Finnick will die. There's no other way. I can't let someone else die for my irresponsible actions. Finnick wouldn't do that to me so I shouldn't do that to him. He can never know, ever. It will crush him just as it crushed me.