It only takes two days to get to district two. By now, I'm super excited to see Gale.
By the time the train unloads all of the passengers, I spot Gale. I run straight for him, not caring about how many people that I bump into.
I just need to get to him.
"Woah there feisty one." He says mid-hug.
"I just needed to get to you." I tell him.
After a few minutes worth of hug time, Gale and I leave to get to his house.
The walls have murals of mockingjays and Katniss. Murals of Peeta. Murals of Finnick. And to my surprise, murals of me. Words on them that say "A blessing to the Panem" or "The sister of a legend."
I stare at the paintings of me. Staring at the words. This is not me. It can't be. How couli-I- Melissa Oceania Odair- be a blessing to Panem. What have I done other than be Finnick's sister. How am I like this?
Gale wraps his arms around me from behind, his chin on my head. I put my arms on his shoulders. We stand like that for hours. Staring at the mural of me when I was thirteen years old. My tribute picture. "A sister of a survivor." It says. That's partially true. I am the sister of a survivor of the Hunger Games. I'm the sister-in-law of a survivor of the rebellion.
"Gale? Do you believe all of this about me to be true?"
"Of course, Melissa. Of course."
A/N:
I'm sorry for not updating for a while. I just wish that I had the chance. Also, shout out to @YeastBeast1247 for winning the one-shot contest by default! Congrats!
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The Afterlife Of Finnick's Death: Book 2 of "The Afterlife" series
Fanfiction"Finnick is dead. I am alive. Annie is alive. Triton is alive. Finnick's murderer is alive. How will I live through, the afterlife of Finnick's death?"
