It's a girl. She looks to be about my age and height. No. No.
It's Blaire.
I look at Holden and I am in tears. Blaire is wearing a sort of revealing outfit and I know exactly what is going on. Holden has a bed buddy.
And he wanted me to be next. I knew it was too good to be true. I knew it was too good for me to be loved.
I get up from his bed and my face is so red and puffy. He tries calling my name and whining for me to come back, but I ignore him. The last thing I want is to be around him. I bypass Blaire and leave Holden's house as soon as possible. I leave his house and I have no way home. I call Fin sobbing," F-fin are y-you home?" I ask
"Aubrey what happened?" he says in a panic
"I'll tell you in the car, j-just please come get me." I beg him
"Where are you at?" he says. I can hear his car door slam so I know he's coming.
"Holden's house..." I tell him
He sighs. I know he's got a feeling what happened. "I'll be there in five."
I hang up and just sit on the curb. I can see the window from behind here and it's open. I can hear Blaire saying all kinds of things like," Why'd you wanna hook up with her?" "She's such a slut." "I bet she's never had it."
Fin rolls up and jumps out the car. He's still wearing boxers and no shirt so I know that he must have just laid down, or I woke him up. I'm sobbing on his shoulder as he hugs me tightly. "Aub let's get out of here." he says taking me to the passenger door. We ride to his house and I see that nobody's home. We go inside and both sit on the couch.
"What happened?.." he asks putting his arm around me and pulling me into his chest. I have been crying for what feels like ever by now.
"We went to his house from Dad's bakery and I thought we were just gonna hang out. He eventually got me to crawl into bed and we fell asleep..." I sob
"Did you...do it with him?" he asks concerned
I shake my head. "No...but that was his intention of me the whole time. He needed a new bed buddy....Blaire showed up while we were there..."
"Aub...." he sighs and strokes my hair. "Are you wearing his clothes?" he asks looking at me. I nod.
"Would you like mine instead?" he asks
"Yea..." I smile. Fin has always been so caring for me, and I love him for that. In a best friend way.
He comes back with a swim team shirt from our school and some Panem University sweats. "Thanks." I tell him and I go change.
I come back and walk to the kitchen because he's in there. He's making me some of my favorite food, pasta. I smile. We eat it up and I check the time, 10:30 PM. "Fin, I need to go soon." I tell him
"But Aub..." he whines.
"Fin, my dad will yell at me if I don't come home by now. Please just throw some clothes on and come make up a reason to him as to why I was out late." I tell him. He does so, and we head to my house. He walks me to my door. Dad answers. "Hey Fin." he says.
"Hey Peeta, I just wanted to tell you that Aubrey and I went down to the mall after school." he tells him. Dad nods and smiles. "Night!" we both yell.
I make my way upstairs and go into Connor's room. I pull a pillow off his bed, a picture of him, a picture of us together, and his earbuds from his room. Today was a Thursday, so it was only routine I do what we always did. I go to my room and grab my pillow and blanket. I go to the attic, which has roof access. I climb the ladder up to the roof. It's very hard to do while carrying all of these things. When I get to the roof, and I do what we always did on Thursday, every evening at 11. I place our pillows side by side. I place his picture on his pillow. I plug the earbuds into my phone and place one in my ear, and the other on his picture. I cover myself with half the blanket, and what would've been his spot on the roof, the other half. I hit shuffle on the music, and fall asleep under the stars,
With my brother.

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Beautifully Broken
FanfictionAubrey Mellark isn't your typical kid. Daughter of Hunger Games victors long ago. She's stuck in a situation that she can't handle in her eyes. After suffering for most of her life, she finally sees something. Potential. After meeting someone that c...