Annie's Story

Chapter ten

Finnick takes a few steps back from Layla, while tears stream down his face. I'm still confused he said my name instead of Layla's. Maybe he does care about me? I don't know. I really hope so, there's nothing in this world I could hope for more. Well, one thing, that he survives this Hunger Games. That's the most important thing. 

Finnick turns away from Layla, probably not wanting to see her anymore. Layla disappears out of the screen and the camera's focus on Finn. He wipes his tears of his face and his eyes narrow. He makes his hands into fists and then he looks up at the sky. He lets out a loud scream. Even I am scared of him now. In his eyes he gets a killer look. Right now I'm glad I'm not there... Whenever Finnick gets mad, he gets really mad. I don't think he will be the sweet little boy anymore. He will be a killer. A Career.

Out of the sky a silver parachute flies down. Not just a silver parachute, a giant one. It's the biggest parachute I've ever seen in the Hunger Games! In amazement I watch the huge thing float down and land next to Finnick. He stares at it a bit confused. Like he doesn't know that it's really for him. With a little bit doubt, he opens the parachute. I can feel every person in Panem is amazed right now. Amazed by what lies there.

A trident. I've never seen anything like this in the Games. It's not usual to get such big sponsor gifts. The good thing is, I know how good Finnick is with a trident. For him it's just like an extension of his arm. A big smile appears on his face while he grabs the trident in his hand and admires it. "Thank you Panem! Thank you for this amazing gift!" He says happily. I can't help it but smile by seeing his happy face. Not only smile, I feel I'm even blushing.  

Finnick immediately looks around him, looking for something. I'm not sure what he's doing... Then I see his face turning even happier, it seems he found what he was searching for. He grabs some vines. So he was looking for vines. Then he starts to knot. Wait... I know that knot! That's a trap, you can hang something up with that! Or, someone... 

The next few hours Finnick spends on making traps and placing them. Then he starts to scream: "Come on tributes! You pussies! No one dares to fight the king!" I can see why he does that, he 

wants to get the tributes in his traps. 

-

Three days have passed and Finnick turned into a killer machine. The tributes all get stuck in his traps, and then he kills them with his trident. It's horrifying! I don't know what happened to him. Finnick seems to be a whole other person. He's not like himself anymore! Not like the Finnick I used to know. The Finnick who stopped me from killing myself. The person who hugged me and made me feel safe. The person who made me forget all the bad things in life. He's gone.

I'm staring at my screen, just like I did the whole thing, when I hear someone knocking on my door. I doubt a bit but then I do open it. My mouth opens widely while I stare at the four camera's. The camera people are all dressed really weird and they are followed by a man with a microphone. He gives me a smile and signs me that I need to sit. I do as he signs and look up, still not knowing what's going on.

'So, Annie, darling. Your friend Finnick made it to the final four. As you know, we always interview the people that are the most important to the tributes in the final four. We just want to ask you a few questions.' The man with the grey hair with sparkles in it says. What?! Interview?! With me?! I don't know what to say so all I can do is nod. 'Where did you meet Finnick?' He asks. 'I...I...' I stutter. 'I met him at school. He was in my grade.' Is all I can say. The man with the grey hair nods. 'When did you begin to love him?' He asks me with a serious look on his face. 'I started-' Then I realize what he said. 'I WHAT?! Who says I love him?!' I totally freak out. I start to breathe heavily. No one can ever find out! 'I think that's pretty obvious darling, you cried when he got Reaped.' I shake my head. 'No. No. That wasn't me. That totally wasn't me.' I say in denial. I did cry, but they don't need to know. 'I'm pretty sure it was you Annie.' I turn away from the camera and look at the ground. 

'This interview is done. I will answer no more questions.'