I sighed deeply, inhaling as I looked into his eyes. "I'm pregnant."
The smile that had graced his lips fell, replacing itself with a multitude of emotions. Anger, worry, regret, amongst others.
He looked at me. "Ahaha, okay Y/n. Very funny. I saw you talking to Johanna, nice prank." He called that last part out to her, but his gaze remained locked with mine.
"Finnick. I'm serious."
His eyes searched mine as he looked for even the slightest of hints that I was kidding, that I wasn't being serious, but of course, he didn't see any.
"You're pregnant…how long have you known?"
"I- Uh, well… a week." I said quietly, looking away briefly as his gaze became icy. "I'm about two and a half months along…"
There was a war going on in Finnick's mind, I could see it all playing out. One side of him was infuriated that I knew about my pregnancy and still came into the arena, another part of him was hurt because he knew that the chances of me alone making it out were about as good as anyone's and, quite frankly, it wasn't that good of a chance… and even if I did, the chances of the baby…
I had zoned out, watching Finnick wrestle with his conscious, a tear slipping down his cheek. "That means you'll start showing soon…"
My chest ached, as I swallowed hard, a lump growing in my throat as I tried to push back tears. It didn't help.
Unwillingly, I let a tear slip down my face, looking up at Finnick as he looked up at the sky, his eyes watery.
"I'm sorry…" I said quietly, biting my lip gently, he shook his head. Without thinking I pulled him towards me, my arms wrapped around his neck. I whispered near his ear. "I'm so sorry."
Finnick's arms slipped around my waist as he buried his face in her neck, his back shaking as he tried to keep his sobs at bay.
What I didn't know, was the only thing going through Finnick's mind right now, was if he weren't to make it out alive, he'd never meet his child, if I didn't make it out alive, he'd have to live without me, and our child…
He saw the whole situation as a lose-lose, and he absolutely hated it.
After a few minutes Finnick stood straight, scooping up some water as he turned to splash it on his face, making it look as though he wasn't just breaking down.
I watched as Finnick walked towards the shore, leaving me alone in the water by myself.
I hate this. The games. The Capitol. Everything.
I vowed to make it known, even if it was the last thing I did… and I couldn't tell Finnick that was my plans because, I knew he would do everything in his power to prevent me from being stupid.
I did know who I could tell, though.
We're all getting out of here alive, at least they were.
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#1: I'm not a Doctor but I Googled it and it said most people start showing between twelve and sixteen weeks of pregnancy, meaning that if I'd had been two and a half months, it would put Y/n around ten weeks
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