I always thought blue was my color and I know im right. I stand facing a mirror staring at myself like im waiting for something to happen, nothing does. The streets outside my door are silent and vacant. Its reaping day, and I want to let myself cry, i want to run to Finnicks house and tell him its all going to be okay. But I knows its not.
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Everly Lewinsky smiles as if we are not being entered into a arena to fight for our lives, She waits for every person to stand in the square filling it like a cage of a tiger with its prey before speaking.
"Welcome to the Quarter Quell reaping for the hunger games, And may the odds be ever in your favor." Finnick along with the rest of the victors stand on stage in a line. No one moves. Not even Annie the poor girl who went crazy after her winning.
"Ladies First, as always." She laughs as if its the funniest thing she has ever heard, this is sick. Everlys bright blue nails scrape on the bottom of the glass bowl while she picks one. I will volunteer.
"Annie cresta." I dont even let her get the full name out of her mouth before I volunteer,
"I volunteer as Tribute." I avoid Finnicks pounding gaze on me as if his eyes burn fire into the side of my head. Everly grabs my hand and leads me to the microphone,
"Your name."
"Liv Cooper." She pushes me to the farther end of the stage where I have a peace keeper on each side of me.
"Now for the Men." I shudder, we dont even have to draw. Its Finnick.
"Finnick Odair."
Finnick lifts his head high and now I let myself make eye contact, but he looks anywhere but me. Every bone in my body goes numb I feel like throwing up, I dont want to go back. Its to late now.
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I remember the first time I was on a train, on my way to the capitol with a guy a barely knew. I didn't want to kill anyone, But i didn't want to die either kind of like now. I throw the thought away fear of dying is not something I need right now thats selfish. Im here for Finnick.
My eyes wonder to the boy ive come to know and love, his eyes staring at the ground with anger, fear.
"Finn." No response,
"Finnick." He turns
"What." His voice is dull and dangerous as if he could strike at any moment.
"I couldn't let Annie...I just couldn't." I put my head in my hands, he dosn't understand. He stands throwing his hands in the air,
"The hell you could, are you seriously telling me you had no choice?!" Finn raises his voice almost shouting I cant take this anymore.
"I did it for YOU!" I have tears running down my face and I rush to anywhere but here passing by Everly to ask where my room is,
"Second room to the right." She looks concerned but dosn't ask, she shouldn't I might just throw a punch.
My room is almost as big as my kitchen and living room together, not surprised they want us to feel pampered like its an honor to kill and fight for our lives. A large velvet layered bed sits in the room along with more outlandish furniture, I throw myself onto the bed face first. I feel like im drowning and I cant swim, I cant reach the surface and its killing me.
Sleep fills my mind and I dont even change I just drift off with nightmares to come.
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Dangerous Love
Random"Love can be a dangerous thing, It can be great and it can be awful. It might make or break your life. It could even change you as a person, That's how powerful love is."
