Chapter Eight

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Finnick Odair

"Whoa, getting a tad too steamy in here"

We broke apart automatically and froze.

It was President Snow.

Bohemian looked like she was gonna vomit.
The scent of roses was so pungent I felt faint.

"What do you want Snow?" She hissed

"Oh my lovely Bohemian, why so hostile? You know I only do things for your benefit, Bo" he said, taking a seat.

"I'm hostile because I'm looking at a disgusting, murderous, monstrosity of a man." Her jaw was clenched so tight it looked painful "What. Do. You. Want?"

"I only want to say that if any person that should not hear about you twos relationship, hears about it. You both" he looked us hard in the eyes "will pay dearly."

He got up and looked me in the eye "You might want to go back to your floor because training is almost over." he said, flatly.
 Bohemian pushed herself off of my lap and onto the couch beside me.
 "Go, Finnick. Don't want to keep your tributes waiting" She said quietly.

Bohemian Royal

Finnick stood, following Snow out, I sighed. Why did I get attached to him so quickly? I am not a people person.
 Why? Was it his dimples? His dazzling personality? His smile?
 Or was it the fact that he related to him in a way no one else really has? The fact that he won the games at a very young age aswell, then he was sold off as a prostitute?
 Will I ever know? Or are my feelings for him not returned? Is it just me?

I shook my head, detaching my brain from those wretched thoughts. I sighed, again, standing up. My legs shook slightly, pain sprouting throughout my body. I slowly walked, wincing as I did, to the kitchen.

Puma raised an eyebrow at me. "Snow knows."

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I Woke up, worried and scared. Another nightmare.  Except this one was abot Jax.

 Today is the day that they get a private training session with the gamemakers, which explains a lot. I sat up, shaking my head as I did, shaking away the fear in my brain that something very bad will happen. Please let today be a good day.
 I stood, the pain in my legs was gone, but the memory of why it was there in the first place, sadly, was not.

My fingers traced the words on my forearm.

For every dark night there is a brighter day

My older brother told me that before he gave me the necklace that had swallows on it, before he left for the arena.

So I got it tattooed on my left forearm with swallows on my right. I sniffled, tossing the duvet off of me and getting up. I walked to my bathroom, turning on the shower and stripping down to nothing. After brushing my bedhead out I got in, my skin tingled and I sighed in relief.

After washing I kind of just stood there, letting the knots in my muscles loosen until they were gone, letting my head clear, letting the pain in my chest subside. 

I got out, grbbing a fluffy white towel and wrpping myself in it. I dried my hair and combed it, letting it dry naturally.

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