Calm as the Ocean <Finnick Odair>

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I close the heavy door and take off Finnick's jacket, walking over to the couch where he lays sick. I keep my gaze solid, never breaking. He just stares at me, looking slightly frightened. He should be. Anger boils in my blood, making my clench my fist. I swallow the rush, letting go of the tension in my hands and instead, walk over to him calmly.

"Why did you act like that?" I ask quietly.

"Because I dislike Allen." He states boldly.

"Why? What did he do to you?" I ask, getting a little angry.

"He's trouble."

"How? He's done nothing wrong!"

"Just liste-" He begins.

"Just listen to what? You telling me he's a bad person for no reason?" I yell loudly, cutting him off.

"He's not good for you. Stay away from him. Please Alyssa." He begs.

Instead of listening to him, I storm outside, forgetting a jacket on the way. I pick up my pace, making at a slow jog. With my rising anger, my pace quickens to a mid-sprint. I run out of Victor's Village and onto the long road that leads into town and the harbor.

I ignore all of the beautiful flowers that wilt on the side of the road, all of the small creatures that roam freely around District 4, all of the crazy citizens that walk the streets. But wait, I'm one of them. I think about the fight I just had with Finnick. I feel a hot liquid run down my cheek but I wipe it away quickly.

A few more fall from my blue eyes, making my vision blurry. I begin to cry, slowly but steadily, each time wiping the tears away. I try to build up my brick wall once again but fail miserably, tears now streaming down my face. As I jog, I come across a familiar figure walking down the road.

As he hears my heavy footsteps, he turns around. I see his facial features change from confused, to happy, to worried, all within a second. He rushes over to me as I stop running, wiping away the stray tears that flow from my eyes. He brings me into a tight hug, rocking my body for comfort.

As he lets me go, his warm brown eyes meet my teary blue ones. He keeps his hands on my shoulders as he begins to speak to me.

"What's wrong?" He asks in a worried tone.

"Oh, it's, n-nothing." I stutter, trying to cover up my weakness.

I wipe away my tears and calm my breathing and rushing heart. My breath still hitches in my throat when I breathe, having just been crying. My eyes feel puffy and my cheeks burn from wiping them. I close my eyes and take a few deep breaths, trying to let calmness wash over me.

My brick wall has begun to build itself up again, stronger then ever, blocking everyone out. I regain my composure and cover up my little breakdown with some smooth words. Almost as smooth as a sailboat.

"Are you sure?" Allen asks, disbelievingly.

"I'm positive." I confirm, lying to his face.

"No you're not Alyssa, please don't lie to me." He begs, reminding me all too much of Finnick.

"I promise I'm ok Allen, really." I say with a forced smile.

"Please don't shut me out. I know you're not ok at all, I can see it in your eyes." He says.

"Allen, I swear I'm fine." I say, fake smiling at him.

"Ok Alyssa, just, you can tell me if you want to." He says, taking my small hand in his bigger one.

"Ok, thanks Allen. You too." I say, allowing him to hold my hand.

We walk down the road straight into town, still holding hands. We walk slowly in the cold, me shivering because of my lack of a jacket. As soon as Allen sees my small body shaking, he stops and takes off his hoodie. He slips it off his head, lifting his shirt a little, exposing his abs.