Annie Cresta: Trapped inside
A/N: Hey, this is my new story about Annie Cresta, her life in the games and life after. I hope you enjoy it! Please read and review!
Disclaimer: I don't own the hunger games!
Chapter 1:
I was in the forest; I was barefoot running up and down the hills, the breeze blowing through my hair and the soft mud cushioning my feet. The birds were singing down to me and I felt alive. The smell of timber and freshly cut logs cleared my head and set me into peace. There was nobody there and I felt free. None of the awful headaches no screams. It was like I was a bird, trapped in a cage and unable to get out, then the gate blew open and I was free. Then there was a noise. The sound of barking and yelping, I spun around to see a mutt. I froze in my tracks, this was no ordinary mutt. Its fur was a soft bronze and its eyes were the colour of the sea. It ducked down and its eyes turned dark as it shook in rage. Finnick. I cried as it lunged for me and everything turned black...
I woke up sweating and shaking, this had so far been the worst nightmare. I clasped my forehead and groaned as the pain shook me; it was like there was a heart viciously beating inside my head. My hand fumbled on the bedside table searching for my glass of water, I grabbed it but another shock had controlled me, taken over my body and I dropped the glass surprised. It shattered into crystals on the wooden floor and I sat up instantly glancing down and sighed at my clumsiness. I was useless, nobody needed me. I try to help but all I get in return is "Oh Annie, you've messed it up big time."
Or, "Ah the poor girl." I hate it when people think I'm weak and poor, they treat me different like I'm a doll and not a human. Always doing things for me and acting like I was a young child. They don't know what I've been through. I rested my head back on the pillow and stared up at the ceiling. My life had been changed dramatically; I used to be that young girl who was so full of hope and dreams. Who never had a care in the world, I wished I could go back to then but never have been involved in the games. That would mean I wouldn't be here in the prison. Me, Peeta and Johanna have been kidnapped by the capitol, their making us suffer to try and get secret information off us. But I shall never tell them, not about where Katniss is or District 13. Even if they kill me or make me even madder my lips are sealed tight and I know the others are trying to do that too.
I hear a stir behind me and look through the bars to see Peeta. He groans and stretches then sits up rubbing his eyes. He nods at me, "Morning." Peeta smiles and I nod in return. I lean back down and think about my life all over again, the memories are the only things that will keep me going...
I was an ambitionate girl, I was popular and had friends. I was the best swimmer in the class, that's what everyone was competing for in District 4. I could swim for miles in the surrounding seas, exploring the coral, pretending I was a diver on a documentary show. Facing the deep waters and finding new creatures. I would play this game all the time; it was the strongest memory of my childhood. I would rush out of school with some friends, whip off my clothes as I always had my swimming suit underneath and jump off the pier into the sea. The water would always refresh me and make me feel relaxed. I would give anything to be there now. Then I always returned home with dripping plaits and squelchy boots and my parents would laugh and say, "Oh Annie!". I loved those days, I had a very happy childhood with a loving family who were always there for me.
But everything changed when I turned fifteen years old. I was walking home with my friends, it was my birthday. We had been to the fish and chippy then gone for a swim and I had received a lot of gifts and attention. I was so happy.
I arrived home laughing clutching all of my specially wrapped presents. I put them down and rung out my soaked plaits then walked into the kitchen to see Mother and Father sitting at the table looking grave. I stopped in my tracks. "W-what's going on?" I stuttered feeling the tension in the air. Mother shuffled anxiously on her chair and swapped worried glances with Father. "Tell me." I slipped into the chair opposite them and Mother took my hand in hers.
"They're having the reaping tomorrow Annie." Oh, I completely forgot, I had got so carried away that I didn't realize. I suppose that's the problem with having your birthday just before them. "Oh." Was all I could say, "Um but I'm not going to get picked! My name's in their only three times."
"Of course you won't Annie." My Dad nodded. "We're worrying for no reason." But Mother still looked terribly uncomfortable. Then my two brothers burst in punching each over happily. They stopped when they saw us, "What's going on?" Olly demanded. "Is it about the reapings? The whole village is buzzing bout that." He ruffled my hair and sat beside me. I love Olly, even though I shouldn't have favourites Olly's my favourite out of my brothers. Alex is too distracted by his looks and girls but Olly is always there for me, my big brother. "For goodness sake Mother we were fine weren't we?!" Alex snapped. He was right though, he had survived the reapings and Olly is nearly finished as he only has one year left. I smiled, "Don't worry." to Mother and Father then Olly whipped me off my feet and pulled me into the living room, I laughed happily. He knelt down and put a small wooden box in the palm of my hand. "Happy Birthday lil sis." I slowly opened the box holding my breath. Inside was a silver string chain, hanging down was a silver pearl fish charm with sapphire fins and delicate detail carved as scales. I gasped. "Olly-" But before I could finish he kissed the top of my head and ran after Alex out the front door. "This is the happiest day of my life." I thought to myself...