This drabble collection is dedicated to two of my RL best friends, Jo [X-Wise-Midget-Of-OzX] and Nona [Pineapple girl 1997] You're both amazing people and I love you.
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sometimes, she screams. sometimes she shouts out in pain, and grabs at his clothing, shouting out for help,
'help me, please, please, oh dear god, help me!'
and, christ, he tries to help, he really does. he looks into her eyes and tries to soothe her,
'shush, annie, it's okay, you're okay, you're with me.'
but it's not enough
/
sometimes, she cries. sometimes she sobs until she can't sob any more, gulping in air, trying to breathe through the sobs that rack her body, and she cries for all of them, all of the ones she never knew. and finnick tries to comfort her,
'shush, annie, it's okay, you're okay, you're with me.'
he knows it'll never be enough
/
sometimes, she hides. sometimes she hides from the world in a dark closet, hoping that no one will find her, and maybe, just maybe, she could stay in there forever. finnick finds her of course, he always does, and he reassures her,
'shush, annie, it's okay, you're okay, you're with me.'
and he knows that it won't be enough
/
sometimes, she shouts. sometimes she rants and raves at screams, screams at people who aren't there, asking them why,
'why did you do it? why, oh, why? dear lord, why?'
and he tries to stop her shouting, because, christ, he knows it only causes her more pain,
'shush, annie, it's okay, you're okay, you're with me.'
/
and sometimes, she just stops. sometimes she looks at the world with a vague, calm expression, like she's at peace.
and finnick knows he doesn't have to do anything, but love her.
'i love you annie, it's okay, we're okay, we're together.'
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