A/N: Thank you all so much for the reviews! I appreciate it. Here is chapter seven. I decided to add in a little scene from the honey moon since I didn't write it, and it was requested. Thank you all and keep on reviewing!
Chapter Seven:
I stare up at the blank ceiling of the hospital. I've been in here for two days. Not once have I seen or heard from Finnick. No one has. This crushed him. Losing his son or daughter before he even had the chance to find out which one it was- crushed him. Does he think I did this on purpose? I know he had doubts about me even wanting kids…What if the reason he's so angry is because he thinks I murdered our child?
"How are you?" Raquel pokes her head in. I stare at her for a while. Her usual giddiness is not present. Her blue eyes stare at me with such sympathy. I don't want it. I don't want anyone feeling pity for me. I don't deserve it.
"I'm fine." I croak. She looks to the windows. The blinds are tightly closed.
"Maybe if you let in some light…" She wonders.
"No. It hurts my eyes." I shoot out. Her sad blue eyes find mine again.
"Honey, I'm sure he will show up. He's probably.." She starts.
"No! Just stop. I don't want him in here even if he showed up. He's so furious with me, I can't look at him. I don't think I could bear his anger. Not after this..." I interject, the tears choking out my words. She nods. She walks over cautiously and pours me a cup of water.
"What's going on with the tributes? When I passed out, it was the interview, and it's been two days. How are they?" I ask. She sighs heavily.
"The crowd adores Luke. However, Rose on the other hand…No one is going to sponsor her. She's rude to everyone. She doesn't even try to hide it. She scored a 5 in her individual training. Luke scored a 9. They both survived their first night in the arena. Mags and Annie are taking over as Mentors." She says informatively.
"Oh. Okay." I cough out. My throat feels like sandpaper, despite the medicine and water I've been given.
"I'm going to go find Finnick. Luke and Rose need him." She says quietly before leaving. Them and me both.
I close my eyes tight, trying to keep the tears back in my eyes. All of a sudden I hear a knock at the door.
"Come in." I whisper. Dr. Forest walks in.
"Hello, Mrs. Odair. I'm just checking in." He says. I nod.
"I think you should get up, and walk around. It's good exercise. You've been in bed for three days straight." He tells me, glancing at the monitors I'm hooked up to.
"Okay." I say, pushing myself up into a sitting position.
He unhooks all the wires, and extends a hand for me to take. I grasp his hand gently. It's nothing compared to Finnick's warm hand. I sigh. I swing my legs over, and stand up.
"A nurse will bring you lunch at twelve. Be sure to come back before then." He reminds me. I nod.
I walk slowly out of the room. I don't know where to go. I just wander aimlessly through the empty halls. I pass by a peacekeeper every now and then. I wonder what it's like to have your own personal army.
I had to get out of that room. It was depressing. Being stuck in there with my thoughts to haunt me is just... I suddenly feel a cold hand grab my shoulder. I turn and see a peacekeeper.
"Mrs. Odair, your husband has been found. Follow me." He says mechanically. What does he mean by 'has been found'? Was he missing? I clearly hadn't seen him, but I just assumed he was in the room, or wandering off around the building. I follow the peacekeeper into a hospital room.
My eyes automatically land on him. He's wrapped up in bandages from head to toe, deep purple bruises peek through some of the white linen. He looks so broken. My hand flies up to cover my mouth, which is wide open in shock.
"What the hell happened to him?!" I shout. I sprint to his bedside and grab his hand. He doesn't even feel the same. He feels cold. Rigid.
"We found him on the second balcony. I'm afraid your husband tried to kill himself. He jumped. The doctors did everything they could do to save him. Unfortunately, he is in a coma." A chillingly familiar voice rings through the metal room. My head swivels around to spot President Snow standing in the doorway.
"Kill himself? He wouldn't…" I begin. I notice he has bandages wrapped on his nose, and over his left eye. He watches the shock flash in my eyes. What happened to him?
"I tried stopping him…But he was very…resistant. He said that he couldn't live with what you did to his baby." He says, stepping towards me. Finnick did that?! Something doesn't add up. Why would Snow try to get him off the ledge? I don't believe his story for one second.
"Liar. Finnick would never do something like that." I spit at him. Finnick would never try to kill himself.
"You're right. I killed your baby, and put your husband in a coma. Do you realize how absurd that sounds?" He questions me.
"Yeah, because rallying up children and watching them kill each other on a screen and making the winner have sex with citizens is completely sane, right?" I shoot back at him.
"No need to get angry, Mrs. Odair. There is a possibility that he could wake up." He says. I study his face. He's bluffing. He pulls out a syringe with a clear liquid inside from his pocket.
"They say if he's administered a certain drug, he could wake from the coma." He says, waving the syringe around. They did this to Finnick. They put him in a coma. This must be what Snow had in mind when he said there will be repercussions.
"I will give him the drug, all you have to do is listen to me. Since you disobeyed me the first time, I'm going to give you a second chance." He says. This is what I've been dreading.
"What?" I ask, my tone sharp.
"You will serve two clients. They have to be completely satisfied, or else." He says, his piercing snake-like eyes boring into my green orbs.
"Or else what, you sick-" I start.
"See that plug in the corner? That's keeping your beloved alive. I could easily walk over and rip it out of the wall, ending his life." He cuts me off. I glance behind me and sure enough, a gray plug runs from a monitor connected to Finnick, to the wall. I'm trapped.
"Give him the medicine first, and I promise you I will perform." I say, defeated. He stares at me for a while.
"How can I be sure? You could run off with him the moment he wakes up." He says, smirking.
"I promise you, I won't. Just don't hurt him. I've lost my baby, I can't lose him too." I say desperately. He nods his head.
"Wait outside. You can look through the window." He says. I look back to Finnick. What did they do to you? I think towards him, as if he could hear me. I place a gentle kiss to his forehead. I glare at Snow as I leave.
I stand outside, watching through the window. Two peacekeepers stand on either side of the door. Snow walks over, and sticks the needle in Finnick's arm. I wait impatiently. A few minutes go by, and Finnick's eyes flutter. I run to the door, but the peacekeepers stop me.
"Let me go see him!" I shout.
"We had a deal…" Snow sneers from inside the room. I glare at him. If looks could kill.
Finnick's POV
I see Nikki sitting on the edge of our bed. I smile. The sunlight streams through the open windows, and illuminates her golden brown hair. I walk over to her, and bend down so I'm eye level with her.
"Hey, you okay?" I ask her. I place my finger under her chin, lifting her face towards mine.
"Finnick, what if you don't…" She trails off, sighing.
"What if I don't what?" I ask her. She wraps her arms tighter around herself.
"What if you don't find me…sexually…" She buries her head in my shoulder. I stifle a chuckle. She doesn't know if I'm sexually attracted to her. That's completely absurd.
"Nikki…I know that you've never been with anyone before, and I understand the nerves, but you have no reason to worry. You are by far the most beautiful girl I have ever seen, and I don't think it's possible for a man to not be attracted to you in that way. Unless they swing the other way." I say, reassuring her. She looks up at me, and smiles at me.
"I love you." She says. I grin back at her. Her bright green eyes stare into mine. I lean in and kiss her. She wraps her arms around my neck. I push us back on the bed. I hover over her and wink. She lifts my shirt over my head. She runs her hands down my chest.
"Have I ever told you how much I love looking you shirtless?" She says.
"I bet not as much as I love looking at you shirtless." I smirk. Her eyes widen, and she smacks my shoulder.
"That was one time! And I was drunk!" She exclaims. I chuckle and lean down to kiss her neck. I hook my fingers under her shirt, and begin lifting it. I caress her smooth skin.
"Finnick…" She places her hand on top of mine.
"Yes?" I ask. She takes a deep breath. She stares at me for a moment, and crushes her lips to mine. She takes off her shirt, and pulls me down on her. Someone got over their nerves real fast…
My eyes open, and at first, I see nothing. Then my eyes adjust and I see Snow staring down at me. I go to sit up, but his hand keeps me firmly in place.
"Let me go see him!" I hear my wife's voice yell. My eyes snap towards the large window in front of me. She looks so different. Her hair is pulled back, showcasing her thin face. She's lost weight. She looks so tired, and worn.
"We had a deal…" Snow says, looking back at her. A deal? What deal?
"What deal?" I ask, my voice weak.
"Your faithful wife has agreed to serve her clients. I guess that part about staying faithful to each other in your wedding vows means nothing…" He says, smiling. My heart rate speeds up. I swear I'm going to kill this son of a-
An ear-shattering scream pierces the room. I look to the window in time to see a peacekeeper electrocuting Nikki with his weapon. I shoot up so fast, Snow doesn't have time to keep me down. I rip the tubes out of my arm and bust through the door. I ignore the pain of my aching limbs.
"Let her go!" I shout. She slumps against the wall, and falls to the floor. I wrap my arms around her, and clench my jaw, trying to get through the pain.
"Finnick…I'm so sorry. I made a deal with Snow so…You'd wake up…" She pants. I hold her close before she's ripped away from me. The peacekeepers carry her away.