{Fannie Fanfiction} The 70th Hunger Games- Finnick's P.O.V.

Chapter 15: Unpredictable

"Annie, wait!" I say running to the door of her room. I try the door anyways, even though I know it's locked. I hear her sniffling inside.

"Just go away," she replies. I sit down on the floor outside her door, thinking this might take a while.

"Annie, I didn't mean that. I was just saying that because Talon can't join the Careers. You'll need a friend in there." I tell her things like that for about an hour, with no response. I turn around, assuming Talon left. But sure enough, he's still in the living room, just sitting on the couch.

"Talon-," I start, but he cuts me off.

"I'll stay with Annie. It was a dumb idea to join the Careers." And with that, he simply gets up and goes to his room. I head back to Annie's door.

"Annie! Talon's not going to join the Careers! Isn't that great news?" I say enthusiastically. When I get no reply, I head down the hallway to my room. I flop down on my bed.

I hope she'll feel better in the morning. I can't have her mad at me at a time like this. She needs me. The private sessions with the Gamemakers is tomorrow, and the interviews are coming up too. And then, the Games.

And just like she needs me, I need her. Since I won the games, I've been with so many ladies I've lost count. But Annie's the only one I feel this way about. There's just something about her that's different from everyone else. And I can't stand to be away from her.

I'm up for hours. I glance at the clock, and it now reads 4:37 a.m. I'm extremely tired, I haven't gotten much sleep since I've been here. But I can't sleep. All I can think about is Annie. What if she doesn't forgive me? She needs to.

She needs to forgive me.