Rushing water all around me, blood curdling screams from all sides. These screams soon die out when they and their owner are taken by the crashing waves. I scream too, for how am I the only one still alive? How could all those other people just be gone? How could the Capitol do that to children, take their lives and use them for entertainment? My head hurts from all the memories, the screams begin to fade as Finn's voice tries to coax me out of my dark place. When I finally realise he is there I latch onto him and just cry some more. I cry not because of the nightmares that still haunt my every waking hour. They took him from me, my Finn; they kept us apart, they are still keeping us apart. They use him to their own wicked ends, never allowing us to go on with our lives now that they have destroyed them. He tells me sometimes, how he goes to that wicked place of demons and how they treat him like an animal. They don't let him be my best friend Finn who loves me as much as anyone can love someone. They make him be the famous Finnick Odair, winner of the Hunger Games, the beautiful golden boy of District 4. All those people that they killed. I can't bare to be living knowing the only reason I am is because of their deaths. Screaming, from all sides. The useless cries for help. No one can save them from the water, but themselves.
Sitting on the beach with Finn all those years ago. He tip toes, the water barely moves. He holds his trident up, waiting for the perfect moment. Then, it soars. Down into the belly of the fish, my wonderful fisherman. He dashes over to me and lends me his hand, I take it but then he scoops me up and pretends to throw me in the ocean. I try to kick out of his grip but Finn is too strong. He never would throw me in the water anyways, but he does teach me. Tells me to lay back and let the water carry me away. He holds me up until he thinks I can do it on my own, then he lets go and I'm floating all by myself. As I float I begin to hear something in the distance. I stand and scan the horizon when I finally see it. The wave.
The massive wave from that god-forsaken arena. The dead float among it, along with the ones barely hanging on. They scream for a savior, anyone who could help them. I turn to find Finn, but he is gone. Walking away with some Capitol girl of his. The wave comes closer and closer. I scream for Finn to help me, take me away from this evil place.
I'm in the tight embrace of him, reassuring me I will be safe, that he wont let anything bad happen to me ever again. Just being in his embrace is safe enough for now. At least until the nightmares take me back.