Part 3 Annie's pov

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Finnick . I whisper to myself . I don't remember how I got here, or why I'm here . But they have torn me from the one I love . Finnick . And to to what ? Just keep me here . Watch people I admire be ripped to shreds . Leaving a single memory to keep them going ? It's wrong . This is all wrong . Finnick was supposed to win the Games and come home to me . Where we could live together . And not have to worry about things like this .

He was never the same when he got back . He just moped around . But eventually he got better . Then it was my turn . My turn to face what he did .
The fear . The pain . That empty feeling .

I still remember . The arena flooding . Tributes drowning . Finnick . He was the only think that kept me going . Finnick is the reason I survived . If he would have never thought me how to swim . Never had that hope in me . He never gave up on me . No matter how hard it got . And finally he broke down the walls . The walls that we so sturdily built .

Some people call me crazy , but I call it broken .

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