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 They say falling in love with your best friend can be a curse, and I can feel what they mean. I sit cross legged facing the ocean while watching my best friend swim with one of the most beautiful girls I have ever seen. Finnick pulls her from the water throwing her up, she giggles wrapping her hand around his neck. Forgetting I even exist. Finn looks happy, that makes me happy, But love can change that. I didn't always love Finn but I mean who wouldn't. His blond hair falls into his face perfectly and his bright green eyes make girls faint with one look.

Him and the girl I met only minutes ago make their way out of the water pressing down on the old wood of the dock to steady themselves. The girl grabs Finnick and whispers something in his ear, He nods turning to sit with me, odd.

"Whatcha doin, Love?" He acts as if he wasn't just on a mini date in front of me.

"Just thinking about the games." He nods his wet blond hair falling into his forehead before he seamlessly wips it away. Finn knows I still have nightmares from when I was in the games, and it's not odd for either of us to wake up screaming and the other rush to comfort them. That's just how life is. Finnick places his hand over mine sending warmth throughout my body.

"Cmon lets go watch the announcement." I pull myself to my feet even though my heart wants things to stay in that moment, His hand on mine by the ocean. But it can't. My feet take me back to my house, Finn on my tail. Sitting down I remember back to when I was reaped. Shaking the thought out of my head, That's never happening again there is nothing to worry about. 

"For this years quarter quell the reaping will be chosen from the existing pool of victors." My mouth goes dry, the drink that was once in my hand slips out shattering on the floor scraping the wood. I don't care, i dont even move. My mind slows and I pull myself to run out of the room, tears streaming off my face into the woods nearby. Finnick calls my name but I dont move from my spot. I stay back against a tree crying. I can't go back, I won't.

 Then it hits me like a ton of bricks in the face. Finnick is the only living male victor, I let out A scream that pierced my throat. He is going to have to go back. I decide then and there, I will volunteer, I wont leave him. 


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I feel as if my mind plays tricks on me sometimes, maybe its just the way of life dragging me deeper into the dark hole of insanity. Without even realizing it my hand digs a small circular hole in the sand a lay on, Calming me. I am going back into that arena is all my mind can think, I have to. I dont even notice Finnick as he sits beside me placing a hand over mine to stop myself from digging further, Im to numb. 

"Look at me." His voice is small and hollow. He pushes my chin upward so that our eyes match up leveling us.

"You have a 1 in 3 chance of going back, You wont have to go back in." He knows how traumatizing it was for me the first time and I want to tell him everything will be alright, that when he goes into the arena I will be right there with him, But I cant he would be fureouse with me. He pulls me into him hugging me instantly, I choke down a sob.

"I dont want to go back." I let the tears fall, But I have to go back. 

"I know, love I promise you will be okay." He almost whispers it as if he dosnt want anyone to know but me. 


No, I promise YOU will be okay.

Always and Forever. 

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