Love Sonnet 17

Inspired by Pablo Neruda's poem of the same name

A Finnick Odair and Annie Cresta FanFic – The Hunger Games Series

Characters owned by Suzanne Collins


"I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.

I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;

So I love you because I know no other way

Than this: where I do not exist, nor you,

So close that your hand on my chest is my hand,

So close that your eyes close as I fall asleep."

CHAPTER 1

Annie's screaming was still like a fresh wound and even though weeks had passed since the Quarter Quell, Finnick Odair sat quietly on the end of his bed, trying not to think about the pain.

The rebels, led by Haymitch, were already preparing downstairs for their first mission against the Capitol.

Our first mission. Finnick reminded himself.

He was so absorbed into erasing his memory of the Quarter Quell that he had forgotten that this will be the day he will get to see and save Annie after the long and antagonizing wait.

Annie. The name pierced through him again like a sharp knife. Only Katniss had witnessed how he was desperately in need to see her; only Katniss saw the pain and the worry in his eyes when the jabberjays did their job. It was only Katniss who understood what he felt because she too was longing for someone whom the Capitol took away... her Peeta.

For a couple of days after their retrieval from the Games and after Distrct 12 had been blown up, Haymitch and the rest of the rebels were busy in District 13 planning and formulating attacks to the Capitol. Finnick half-heartedly joined the discussion yet he sometimes even pulled off great ideas and techniques they could use. But he saw the look in their eyes whenever he spoke. Pity.

Finnick wanted to get angry with them—the rebels, the mockingjays. He did his part in helping and protecting Katniss during the Quell. But after risking his life again for the Games, after Mags had lost her life, the mockingjay failed him. They weren't able to get Annie in time. The Capitol was already one step ahead and captured her long before the rebels got into District 4.

For that, Finnick wanted to kill Haymitch the night they returned to District 13. They were all busy calming Katniss down after she knew about Peeta and Johanna and they used that time to cover up their failure. No one dared to tell Finnick that Annie wasn't even with them in District 13. He spent the whole day worrying about other people and trusting that Annie was somewhere in the District, resting from her long journey. So when the time came that Finnick finally looked for her, he saw how the rebels exchanged mortified looks and noticed Haymitch's sudden heavy breathing.

"Finnick," Haymitch started, "She's not here." And just with those words, Finnick launched himself towards Haymitch and punched him right in the face.

Finnick stared down at his bruised hand. He remembered how Haymitch didn't fight back even though he broke his nose. Finnick didn't regret doing so, but it may only be the one time he appreciated Haymitch.

Haymitch knew he failed Finnick and Haymitch knew he had to pay for it.

Finnick looked back at the open window opposite his bed. The sun was already setting and he knew that in a couple of minutes they will start to move. And then as if on cue, someone entered his room.

"We better get going, Finnick." He heard Katniss said behind him. "Our chopper's being loaded."

"Okay." He replied but didn't dare look at her. He knew they'd be wearing that same familiar weary expression that looking back at her would already be suffocating.

He waited until the door was closed before he stood up and geared himself. He pulled his dresser open and found his polished and sharpened trident and tied it safely in his belt. He also pulled his net out from its folding. He didn't know how it could help him in his battle, but it was Annie who made it and that thought that gave him a piece of heaven, a piece of happiness... he knew that it may be the only thing that can keep his faith alive.

After one last glance at his room in District 13, Finnick Odair was finally in full motivation. He didn't care if saving Annie means killing himself in the process.

He didn't care for as long as he could take the Capitol with him six feet below the ground.

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