A/N; Heyy guy's this is a fanfic written by my friend Fern :D She doesn't have an account on here so I'm uploading it for her! We hope you enjoy it! Now on with the story
Disclaimer: Neither me or Fern own the hunger games Suzanne Collins does! If we owned it Finnick would never had died and Gale would have died instead XD
*PROLOGUE*
(Finnick's POV)
"You like to think you were there for her don't you?" I say "Don't you!? But the fact is that you weren't! You weren't there for her when she needed you most, you weren't there sitting with her on the beach EVERYDAY." We stand in silence in the middle of the dusty old room. "You weren't there," I say in almost a whisper, as my voice is suddenly unreliable, "to remind her who she was when she forgot. I was. I had to be there to comfort her whenever she cried out, But don't care think that, for even a second, I regret any of it." After what seems like an age he speaks up.
"It's not my fault."
"Not your fault? Not your fault!?" I say, starting to get angry, but too upset to stop. "How can you say that!? She left that arena with no idea, the least you could've done was talk to her! You're a terrible father, Mr. Cresta! Annie deserves better than you, way better!"
"Get out of my house this instant Finnick Odair!"
"GLADLY! But I'm taking Annie with me!"
"You couldn't look after her, not in the state she's in!"Shouts back Annie's father like it would be obvious to everyone in Panem but me.
"That's where you're wrong, Mr. Cresta! I love Annie and Annie loves me! Nothing could ever stop the love we feel for each other! Especially not a little bit of confusion!"
Nowadays, Annie is more than just confused. If confusion were a single flake of snow, Annie's mind is in the eye of a full on blizzard! Sometimes the fog clears a bit though, leaving just mild frost, but it never lasts. For ages she couldn't even speak. Because of the arena. Because of me. It was my fault she was chosen. So much for the odds being in our favour! Last year the capitol called me, asked me to give a speech about how 'I love being a mentor in the Hunger Games, giving hope to the next generation of promising young tributes'.
But I said no.
Thought that I would be an exception in their rules, their games but the capitol doesn't give exceptions. They have to cheat in their own games, so how do we stand any chance. If you don't do what they say, they kill someone you love (they tell you it's fine but within next week they could accidentally take a nasty fall or eat some meat that wasn't properly cooked) so you do it. I refused their silly speech and Annie was chosen for the games. All because of me. All because I let the fame and popularity of Finnick Odair get to my head. And now its my fault that my Annie's is lost in a storm.