The settlement of morning creeps through my window and I know its the Reaping. I must awaken, I must get up, I must face Finnick. Anarv has already left, I know this because he went with his friend. I, though, must sneak out without getting hit again.

I eventualy climb out of the window, and walk towards the reaping. I'm wearing a ankle length brown dress with long sleeves. It was my Moms.

Joining the sixteen year old girls, I feel sick, my stomach turning into tight nots that seam to not go away. It won't be me. It can't be me. It won't be Anarv. It can't be Anarv.

The Capital Escort, Navia, joins the Mayor on the stage. The Mayor takes a seat, and Navia goes to the microphone.

Feedback shrieks. "Welcome, welcome. This is the 70th Hunger Games reaping. Ladies first, and may the odds be ever in your favor." She reaches into the bowl. Not me. She picks one. Not me. She opens it and speaks. "Annie-" Not me. "Cresta." Not me. Not me..It is me.

I walk out of my section and I notice Finnick, looking upset. Why would he be upset? He's the one who left us. Getting on the stage, I stand next to Nadia, feeling empty.

"The male tribute it.." She pauses, "Anarv Cresta!"

Anarv? Why...This doesn't make any sence. There havent been any two siblings in the game at the same time, why us? Why us..

And the world goes

Black

I awake on a soft bed, with Finnick sitting beside me.

"Annie.." He begins.

"Save it. Where am I?"

"The train."

"Wheres Anarv?"

"Visiting."

"What happened?"

"You passed out."

I sigh, sitting up. "Why did you leave us?" I ask.

"Why are you wearing that dress in all this heat?" He raises an eyebrow at me.

"I asked you first."

"You've asked too many questions."

"You've given too many answers."

He glares at me. "Answer me, Annie."

"Its because you didn't come at ten like you promised. It..my Dad."

Suddenly, I am wraped in his arms. I enjoy it, being close to someone, but Im still pretty pissed off at him. "Im sorry." Is all he says.

I push him away. "Now answer me."

"It..You wouldn't understand. Victor things."

"What? Like making an abused girl think she has a chance at surviving then go off sleeping with Capital woman, causing her to be in pain, even breathing? No, Finnick. Im pretty sure thats not Victor things, thats just you."

Fury and pain settle into his eyes, "Im sorry it seams that way to you, but its not my choice. If it were my choice, I would've died in the arena. Its Snow. He's the one forcing me to sleep with the highest bidder, and I refused to go that night. But he told me not to expect to see you again. He was going to kill you and Anarv. Im sorry." He pauses. "Now, get up and take off your dress so I can see what he did."

I follow what he says nervosly, taking off my dress, leaving me in my bra and underwear. He stands behind me, examining every inch of me, seeing the belt marks on my back, the red marks on my tiny stomach from kicks, and he places his hands on my shoulders. "Im sorry." He says again, sympathy echoing throughout his voice and eyes, making me feel upset for yelling at him.

"Stop saying that. Its done with, and now Im going to go die in the arena."

"You wont."

"I will. Anarv can't die. I wont allow it." I say simply. His hands travel down to my hips, staying around my waist.

"But, you can't die, either, you know."

"I can. We all can die, Finn." I say, and he smiles. I notice his eyes on my lips. I put my arms around his shoulders. He pulls me closer, our faces centimeters apart. He rests his forehead on mine and I give in. "Kiss me."

But he doesnt.

"Annie!" I hear my little brother call, running towards the door. Quickly, I seperate myself from Finnick, throwing my dress on, and rushing towards the door to see Anarv, crying harshly as he attacks me with a hug.

"Its okay..Your okay. I love you. Its okay. Calm down." I whisper into his ear. Finnick soon comes by, smiling at the sight of my crouched down as Anarv squeeses me in a hug. Finnick soon joins, hugging us both. For a split second, Im upset that Anarv interupted our moment, but Im glad, because I was honestly terrifyed of when his lips would be on mine.

Anarv soon stops crying, and realizes Finnick is there. "Finnick..could I talk to you?" He asks, and Finnick smiles slightly, nodding. They get up and go into what I guess is Anarv's room.