Chapter 1: Dreams (prologue)
I try to open my eyes without so much success. When I finally get to open them I can tell it's midday, judging by the sun's position in the sky. Like every other day, I wake up empty. That's the only adjective able to define my situation on its wholeness. At first, after returning to twelve, I thought it was sadness. However, the sadness gave way to the ire and the ire went, letting in the loneliness.
Now I feel a mix of them: sadness for those who will never return, ire for everything that was taken from me and loneliness because I haven't got him by my side. I don't have him, the one who could soothe me, the one who could make me feel again what my sister gave me one day: hope. But now I've none of them both. My sister died, engulfed in the flames her own sibling stirred. And he's not dead, but he hates me so much that he's forgotten how much he loved me once. So much that he will never come back to me. Then, I cry.
I writhe in pain in a tears sea, deep green like Finnick's eyes. The flames surround me, devouring in front of my eyes everything that some time had a meaning for me: my home, my district, my friends, my family, my lover.
When I look up I see them. They're all there, staring at my eyes, waiting patiently for the flames to consume them. I wish with all my heart to catch fire among them, for the flames to finally engulf me and finish with this agony. However, they're not that kind. They start rising up, making them cry for me to see. Their cries overwhelm me. I feel helpless, the same way I remember feeling the day Prim exploded in small pieces and wrapped up in flames.
I call them, I try to catch them, but it's useless. It gets worse when I try to locate the origin of the fire and I acknowledge that it's me, the one and only girl on fire. Blazes jet off with each beating of my agitated heart. I understand that it's real, that I've been the cause of all those deaths. And I cry. I cry in a way I've never cried before because I feel the weight of all those loses resting on my back.
Suddenly, between all the heat of the fire that burns everything, I locate a couple of eyes that stare directly at me and I stop crying abruptly. I stop because I do recognize that intense blue. I do recognize that brightness and that sweetness. And, again, I get lost in his look; I let myself have hope, even if it's only a dream.
Hello, one and all! Here I present you my story (already published in Spanish and had a good acceptance). As you can guess, I'm not a native English speaker, sooo... I'm looking forward to finding a benevolent soul to beta read my story. Here I leave you with the brief prologue of the fanfic. Whoever interested in beta reading, feel free to PM me. Thanks a lot and I hope you enjoy!
Read you soon ;)