circus | finnick odair

revenge

Pennia's POV

I gasped, clutching my throat as I shot up from my spot on the beach. I felt a sharp pain in my lungs causing me to dive into a coughing fit.

I felt a gentle, large hand grab my shoulder, gripping it gently as coughs shook my body.

"Breathe P, breathe." He said.

When I heard his voice, my coughs instantly stopped. It was him, it was my dream man.

"You're here," I whisper, placing my hand on top of his.

"Of course, why would I leave you?" He replied, pulling me back into his chest.

"You don't know me and I don't know you." I whisper once again, my cheeks heating up at the close contact.

"You do know me, darlin', and I know you." He said, running his hands up and down my arms.

"Darlin'?" I say, taking a deep breath to calm my erratic heartbeat.

"Would you rather be called 'P'?"

"H-how," I began before he interrupted me.

"Our last dream, I hear someone yelling for you but I only heart the first part, which was the 'P'." He said quietly, as if we were being watched.

"I would tell you but I'm afraid if I do, you'll disappear for good." I say, my voice shaking at the thought of losing this man. A man whose name I don't even know.

"Then it's settled, you'll be 'P' and I'll be 'F'."

"Sounds wonderful to me, F." I say, giggling.

"It's cute when you giggle, P," F replied, a soft chuckle leaving his lips.

"Why is this happening?" I ask, guiding his arms around my waist.

"I don't know but I wouldn't change a thing," F says, his arms tightening around me.

"Have you died?" I ask, leaning my head back onto his shoulder.

"No, have you?" He says, rubbing my stomach with his thumbs.

"Not yet," I say, sighing.

"I'm in the Hu-" I try to say before the feelings of F's body pressed against mine disappears.

I look around, seeing the elements of our wonderland disappearing one by one.

"No!" I screech, whipping my head around for F. "F, where are you!"

I feel hands on my shoulders, vigorously shaking my body until the picture before me fades into darkness and I'm surrounded by silence.

"Penn!" I hear after seconds of silence.

My eyes snap open, Prim's worried face above him. Her hands grasp my shoulders, I can feel them trembling against them.

"What?!" I snap, gently pushing her off of me and sitting up.

"You were having a bad dream," she says, sitting next to me.

"No I wasn't?" I say, thinking back to my lovely dream.

"Who is 'F'," Issac says, smirking while he uses his fingers to quote 'F'.

"What are you two talking about?" I say, glaring at both of them.

"You were screaming for someone named 'F', we had no choice to wake you up." Prim says, slapping Issac's chest gently.