"Annie," I heard Finnick behind me.
I turned to him. "Finnick?"
Suddenly, Finnick hugged me tightly. He touched my lips with his. I kissed him confusedly. He kissed me for a lot longer than usual, as if this would be our last. But that's impossible. This wouldn't be the last, Annie. Stop thinking about that.
When Finnick finally let his lips go, he stared at me sadly.
"What's wrong, Finnick?" I asked him.
Unknown to me why, Finnick seemed shock but then curved a smile. He kissed my cheek. "Nothing, Honey," he said. "I just missed you too much."
"You sure?" I asked. Has Finnick kept something from me? No, of course not. Why would he do that? Finnick would never keep something from you, Annie, I reminded myself.
"Yep," he said, curved my favorite smile. "Don't worry, Annie. I'm fine. Was just exhausted and missing you."
Suddenly, my mind brought me to the Hunger Games arena. I saw people fell down, with blood all over their bodies. I saw some mutts came for me. I tried to run, run, and kept on running but those mutts wouldn't stop. I heard a very terrible scream behind me.
"Annie? Annie?" I heard Finnick. I felt an arm hugged me tightly. "Annie? Honey? I'm here. Ssshh..."
I opened my eyes. It was just some flashbacks. Finnick hugged me tightly, let both of my hands, which have been covering my ears tightly, go.
"I'm here, ssshh...," Finnick tried to calm me down. He wiped my tears. "Calm down, Honey. I'm here."
"Finnick?" I stared at him.
"Yes, it's me Annie," he said, kissed my cheek. "Are you alright?"
I nodded weakly, laid my head on his chest. It felt so real. The flashbacks which always haunted me, even years after my victory in the Hunger Games. Flashbacks which make everyone, except Finnick, think I was mentally ill.
It's been a month since Finnick and I got married. Now we lived in District Thirteen, trying to claim our independence from the Capitol. But before I got here, Peeta, some other victors, and myself have been caught by Snow.
It happened after the Quarter Quell. I, who was in Victor's village, suddenly got caught by some Peacekeepers. I tried to scream, kick, and scratch to made them let me go. But it was no use. They covered my eyes and mouth with a scarf each. When I opened my eyes, suddenly I have sat on a chair, with hands tangled tightly.
There were Peeta, Johanna, and two Avox in front of me, who sat on a electric chair each. Not far from us, Snow stared at us with a mocking stare.
"Maybe this will make you talk," he said. I, who was forced to keep seeing them, saw exactly how those chairs tortured them. I screamed, but others were a lot louder. I kept screaming, asked Snow to stop but that was no use. Snow kept torturing them in front of me, even though they still wouldn't talk.
Every night, I couldn't sleep because of the scream of others. Snow didn't lose way to torture them: electric chair, whips, even Snow often told the Peacekeepers to cut their body parts and let their bloods wet the floor. He tortured me too, but with different ways. He usually made me see he tortured others, to hurt me mentally. But he often hit, slapped, and whipped me, even though they're not as hard as others.
One night, I heard Snow was talking to someone.
"Why don't we just kill that mad girl, President?" that men asked. "She's useless anyway." I knew that I was the one he called 'mad girl'.
"You're wrong," Snow answered. "We must let her live. The rebels know she's here with us, know how we tortured her. Don't you know, that she's so precious for Finnick Odair? We could use their relationship."
I was so shock. Oh God, they used me to torture and hurt Finnick emotionally! I cried in silence, missing Finnick, missing the sea breeze back home. But then, the rebels saved others and I from Snow.
