I saw a Finnick death fanfiction and it incouraged me, so here we go!
Finnick POV:
I'm the last one left down her. Well, beside the people who have died. I have to make it out. For Annie and Finn Oliver, well Finnick Oliver Odair Jr. My son. Annie just told me a day before we left, she only told me, Katniss, Gale, Peeta and Prim though. Only us know. I told her. No. I promised her I will be there for the birth of my son nomatter what. And If I die I will stay and watch over everybody and I will always kiss her every morning and everynight. I will go to bed with her every evening and say good night to my son. I won't ever get to hold him though. She will never get to kiss me anymore and he will never get to see me. I will never be able to tell Annie How much I llove her, each and every day. I will never get to teach my son how to play soccer, or how to use a trident and swim. We will always be a family. But we never Really will. The muttant Lizard is right infront of my face and I see him creeping closer. With my last few breaths.
" I love you Annie and Little Finn. Katniss win" Then My whole world goes black and I'm watching my Annie scream at Plutarch and holding our wedding picture screaming crying, for days straight. I'm sorry my Annie, My Love. Je t'aime plus que ma proper vie.