Won and Sold (Finnick Odair Love Story)

Chapter Two

Bohemian Royal

After about five minutes of hand warming I was finally getting feeling back into my finger tips. Finnick is a very... charming guy. He's actually kind if perfect. That sounds so extremely creepy but it's true. It's actually very true. He's so tan, his perfect white teeth, his sea green eyes, his muscles, his bronze hair, his dimples. He's just perfect.
"Bohemian!" I heard Sirbia shout.
I groaned "What do you want?"
Finnick laughed "You don't sound happy" he stated
I rolled my eyes "I was out there for what, three maybe four hours! I'm not exactly happy with her. " I pecked his cheek and got up.
"Sirbia? What exactly did you ne-whoa! Where are your clothes!?" I shrieked.
She laughed, she stood in front of me with all of her... assets in picture perfect view.
"Well," she started "Me and Grey"
"Eh hem the proper grammar is 'Grey and I'" I interrupted
She rolled her eyes and continued "We figured if you know what I look like naked and Finnick knows what he looks like naked, why be ashamed? I quite like flaunting my" she motioned to her breasts "features"
I wrinkled my nose "I would actually like to keep what little innocence I have left, and having naked people prance around here like its... like its... just I don't want to see anyone naked unless they are extremely attractive and I like them like that. And sorry hun but, I don't like it when your naked. "
She frowned "I'm not pretty" her light purple skin had ivory designs that swirled her body, her hair was a white blonde that had dark purple ends, actually she was gorgeous as far as Capitol people go.
I shook my head saying "Sirbia, you are fabulous, but I hate everything when it's naked. Even myself. There is one thing I ask of you, keep your clothes on. "
She sighed "I knew you would ask me that, so I made this!" she turned around and rushed into her room, coming out in her bra and panties.
I am confused "Made what exactly?" I bit my lip, my fingers gently playing with the material of my dress.
She grabbed my elbow and pulled me into the living room where Finnick and a naked man sat. I averted my eyes from the naked man as Sirbia forced me into a chair and tossed something at me.
"What is this nonsense?" I said, all I was holding was a small piece of fabric.
"Well it's not done yet, but when it is you can put it over a small part of your body, i.e. your bre-"
I cut her off "Okay a body part"
She smirked "Breast. Why do you hate nudity so much?"
I rolled my eyes "Because the things you like to do with your body, I'm forced to do with mine. I'm just not comfortable with nudity. Unless the naked person is extremely attractive. "
Finnick laughed "She has a good point. "
Sirbia sighed "You do have a good point. I'm sorry"
"Now would you two sluts" Sirbia's eyes widened when I said that "What? You two are sluts. You've have sex at least four times today. At least."
Finnick's nose wrinkled and the naked guy said "Well you and Finnick have sex with a different person everyday, what does that make you? It makes you a slut. "
Finnick butted in "Actually since we are forced to do that it makes us whores. Whores don't want to do that. Sluts do. Don't call her-or me for that matter- a slut ever again. No go put some clothes on, only I'm allowed to be naked. "
I smiled. He had a point, not that I would ever say it out loud. But he is attractive. Very attractive. God Bo get a hold of yourself! You hardly know him and he's like five years older than you. You can't. I can't. I bet he's got a girl back home. I bet he has someone to go back to. All you have is your mother, Jax, and Jonah, you have your family and that's all. But you have your fans too, and they would kill for you.
"Bohemian?"
My head snapped up, only Finnick and I were left in the room.
"Yes?" I asked
"I'm sorry that you have to do this. "
"Finnick you have to do it too, you don't have to be sorry. "
I got up, "I'm going to change. " I stated
I rushed to my bedroom, well I figured it was my bedroom seeing as there was a BR painted on the door. The door across the hall had a FO painted on it, so that must be Finnick's.
I opened the door, the room was painted a dark forest green, the bed sheets and blanket were black with gold accents. The pillow cases were black with green accents.
I shut the door. Privacy is a lovely thing.
I started unzipping the dress, but I was struggling. Gosh I hate having short arms.
I poked my head out of the room "Hey Finnick?"
He opened his door and raised an eyebrow "Yes?"
I bit my lip, slightly unsure, "Will you help me unzip this?"
He chuckled and nodded, stepping out of his room, shirtless, and walking over to me.
I turned around "Thank you" I whispered as his left hand grasped my waist and his other hand unzipped my dress.
He gasped.
"What? " I asked, getting self conscious.
"You're so bruised! There are hand prints all over you! Oh honey this isn't good. "
"It's fine, there aren't that many. "
He turned me to face him, "Aren't that many?"
I shook my head. He looked so concerned as he talked "How many are there usually?" He said.
I sighed "Sometimes I can't even walk. These are painful but they aren't that bad"
He frowned and let go of my waist, and guess what he was holding up before he let go. The dress.
My hands shot up to grab it. Thank god I have on undergarments, oh that would have been really, really bad. To me at least.
He pulled away my hands, the dress falling. He didn't look anywhere but my eyes as he said "Sorry if I'm being rather, intrusive. I just I can't believe what they do to you. "
The dress pooled around my feet, I stepped out of it and kicked it away.
"Well believe it Finnick, it's how it is." I turned around with my back to him. "Because this is not a lot."
His hands felt around my back, slowly creeping around to my stomach.

Finnick Odair

My hands traced all the purple-ish black bruises. Hand prints, deep half moon nail marks, scratches. I knew all of this had to be painful.
I turned her to face me. Her toned stomach had finger prints.
I frowned, but I'm glad there weren't any marks on her-now this may sound extremely perverted- full breasts. She was very well curved and me thinking about her like that actually feels right. But I bet it's creepy.
"Bohemian." I cut my sentence short, not knowing what to say to her.
"Yes Finnick?" she replied, even her voice was pretty, and it was sweet. Her laugh was musical. I can't even describe her to be honest.
"I-never mind" I said
She smiled at me "Goodnight Finnick" she got on her tip toes and pecked me on the lips "Sleep well"
She turned around and shut her door, leaving me breathless.

Bohemian Royal

I went to my bathroom, took my hair out and brushed it. I turned on the water and washed my face before brushing my teeth and walking out.
I unclasped my bra and let it slide off before grabbing another one, one that wasn't lacy but it was a simple black one that was rather silky. I grabbed a different pair of panties, also less lacy than before, and changed.
I went to bed in nothing but my undergarments, the silk black comforter engulfing me.
I found a remote on the bedside table and I picked it up, dimming the lights almost all the way. I have a big fear of the dark, and that is not my fault. It is a completely irrational fear, just like my fear of fog, but it has it's reason.
I felt sleep over take me.

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I was running, running from him. The district six male tribute, Millten. He had a knife and I have nothing.
I raced into the desert, climbing up the large pyramid and hiding in the small opening at the top.
It went black. The door slamming shut.
I heard noises around me, I saw eyes shine.
A hand grabbed my arm.
I shrieked and ran, torches lighting along the walls. I raced down stairs, slipping on a stair and rolling. I gained my balance and kept running.
When I lost the stairs, all there was, was the wall in front of me. I saw a light in the distance and started sprinting towards it. It was a window.
I jumped up to reach it, but I couldn't.
I heard moaning, and I felt tears starting to well up in my eyes. No, I can't go this way.
My hands searched the wall, finding a button and pressing it.
The wall shifted and opened, I walked through it. Running away from the treacherous pyramid. I ran right into the jungle and found myself in a cave, more darkness.
I tried leaving but there were walking corpses, they looked exactly like the dead tributes. And that's when I started screaming.

Finnick Odair

I woke up to screaming. Loud, bloodcurdling screaming.
I hurriedly opened my door to see Grey with his head out of the door and I heard Sirbia say "Just ignore it, she'll stop soon. "
I felt disgusted with her, she's screaming but Sirbia's going to ignore it? Thats awful.
I knocked on Bohemian's door before walking in.
She was curled in a ball her hands covering her ears, she was shaking so bad.
I rushed over to her and shook her awake.
She finally stopped screaming.
"Bohemian?"
Her eyes opened but she didn't stop shaking she just quietly whimpered.
"Are you okay?"
She shook her head.
"Will you tell me what happened?" I asked.
"It was so dark. They wouldn't stopping screaming, they wouldn't let me go. They were so real. They were dead. They haunt me every night. I can't get them out of my head. " She whispered.
"Who are they?" I asked
"The dead tributes. They were reanimated corpses. They made them real again. They never stopped screaming, you could see in their eyes that they weren't real but to me they were. I can't get them out of my head. " She sat up and pulled her knees to her chest "Am I the only one who gets nightmares Finnick?"
I shook my head and hugged her "No, we all get them. "