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Chapter4
Finnick awoke to the train's sudden stop. It was about five in the morning and he could hear Grier's voice from outside informing that they had arrived at the Capitol and they needed to get off the train. Finnick cursed under his breath, wanting nothing more in the world than to sleep. God, how he hated the Capitol. Especially since he knew too well, he would not be leaving on this train in two weeks. He had to "work". He wouldn't be home until a month from today. He slipped on some sweat pants and a black t-shirt with the same sneakers he had on yesterday. He left his room not even caring what his hair looked like for the cameras. He was the first one out the train. Surprisingly enough, a lot of people got up at five, just to watch "the handsome Finnick Odair" arrive with his pair of tributes. After him came Mags and Grier, smiling and waving at the cheering audience. Then Corbin and finally Annie, wearing the same clothes she had on for the reaping. Which he thought she looked beautiful in.
Annie couldn't believe where she was. She examined the enormous train station with its white glossy paint and geometric structure. She was stunned. She couldn't tell where she was stepping, due to the blinding lights of the paparazzi's cameras. She finally reached the floor of the station and grabbed Finnick's elbow for support through the blinding maze.
"Crazy", she whispered in his ear. Finnick only nodded.
They boarded a car which took them to the hotel.
"Is it always this crazy?" Corbin asked.
"You get used to it. Right Finnick?" Said Grier
"Actually, no" Finnick joked. Annie started laughing and later Finnick joined her. Both were laughing at how ridiculous Grier was and Annie knew that Finnick hated all that Capitol stuff, so she laughed even more remembering all the jokes he would tell about the Capitol. Mags rolled her eyes but, couldn't contain her laughter either.
They got off at a skyscraper that seemed to be made all of glass. Annie wondered if it was safe. As soon as I stepped on the train, I wasn't safe anymore.
Finnick led them across the lobby with Grier and Mags at his side. They stopped at the doors of the elevator and Finnick turned around to talk to them.
"This is where we'll be staying. In the fourth floor because, you know, District Four."
Grier cut in, "If you thought the train was impressive, wait until you see your suite"
The elevator announced its arrival with a subtle "ding". When Finnick, Grier, and Mags got in, Corbin pulled Annie to his side and said, "We'll be right up"
"Will you be okay?" Finnick asked stepping out of the elevator. Finnick was staring directly at Annie.
"I'll be fine Finnick. God, I should start calling you 'mom'" Finnick smiled and entered the elevator. The doors closed, leaving Annie and Corbin alone in the lobby.
"This is bullshit", whispered Corbin.
"Listen, I agree that everything is ridiculous but, if I'm going to die in that arena, I might as well enjoy the fancy trains with gold walls, the transportation, and the hotel suites. I'd rather live a few good days in my life, three days before I die, than one more night in poverty. I don't know your family, but the little money we have my dad wastes it all on liquor. I'm not going to worry about the arena, until I'm actually there. So enjoy it while it lasts."
"It's just the people in the districts are starving and here it's party every day. It's sick"
"Yeah, I know. We just can't think like that now." Finnick had told her those same words when she said the same thing Corbin did about the Capitol.
"You're right. Let's just go".
They got in the elevator and were moving for about 30 seconds until they got to the room. Grier was right. The suite was beautiful. The walls were the glass Annie saw from outside. With huge velvet curtains to cover them. The sun was starting to rise from behind the city skyline. The Capitol was full of skyscrapers. The Capitol truly was beautiful. The furniture was white to compliment the aqua curtains. To the right there was a bar; including every single alcoholic drink Annie could think of. The black stairs spiraled upwards, inviting the tributes to, probably, very comfortable beds.
"Follow me upstairs and I'll show you your rooms" Finnick said. Annie and Corbin did. Even from the stairs the suite was amazing. Finnick made a right and pointed to a glass door with a white curtain on the inside, just so that people couldn't see in to the room.
"Corbin, this is your room". Corbin went in and closed the door behind them. Leaving Annie and Finnick alone. They went back to a completely different hallway. "And this one is yours."
"Thank you"
"Can I talk to you? Just for a little bit?"
"Sure. Come in" She closed the door and she noticed the huge room for the first time.
"I'm so sorry Annie. I'm sorry about that kiss."
"Really? You're apologizing for that?"
"Yes. I wasn't thinking. I really like you Annie. A lot." Annie was speechless, trying to look for something to say in the mess of her mind.
"Finnick..." She smiled and continued. "I never thought you would say that. And it's funny because I like you too. I just don't want to be with anyone right now. The games are an obstacle. Keeping me from wanting to do everything I want to."
"My job as a prostitute is my obstacle. None of this is our fault Annie. We live in a screwed place with screwed up people and screwed up lives."
Annie flashed a dorky smiled. "One kiss wouldn't hurt". Finnick returned the smile. He put both hands on her cheeks and pulled her in close to his body. It was Annie who met her lips with his and tangled her hands in bronze hair. Finnick did the same. They must have lasted a whole minute like this. Biting each other's lips and entwining their tongues together. It was a beautiful kiss. Both craved each other so much. Finnick didn't want to stop. But, Annie pulled away.
"I'm sorry. I just…I…" She left the room. Finnick stepped out and watched her enter the bathroom and slam the door.
Annie looked in the mirror of the fancy silver bathroom. She touched her lips repeatedly. Every time she replayed the scene in her head she would feel heartsick. It hurt her to love someone so much and not be able to have them because if the circumstances of their future.
