"Finnick" I say over and over again as if trying to memorize the feeling of his name on my lips.
"Yup that's my name."
"So you're my friend?"
"That would be a yes."
"Yes."
His feet shift uncomfortably.
"How did we become friends?"
"It's a very long story Katniss"
"Please?"
"I was a tribute too."
"Oh" I reply quietly.
The word tribute sends a shiver down my bones.
Wolves. Huge and engineered. Mutts. I am on top of a black structure with a boy in my arms. Below us, the mutts feast upon a face I don't recognize.
My attention shifts to the boy in my arms.
Blonde hair
Blue eyes
His leg soaked with blood
Peeta.
"Katniss!" Finnick exclaims worriedly. He hold my face in his hands, snapping me out of the horrible memory.
"I'm right here, Finnick"
"For a second I thought I lost you." He leans his forehead to mine.
"Finn---"
He cuts me off "Come with me, Katniss, I wanna show you something."
