Finnick Odair

I open another box and this is the letter that is left inside.

Dear Finnick,

I want you to have my elbow.

I love you so much that I'll go this low

All just to make you happy

I hope this doesn't sound too sappy.

Since, Finnick, you'd love to have a cat

Everyday I would place the decapitated head of one on your doormat.

I don't care if today you hate me

Because one day you will finally see

That we are meant for each other.

For you, I'd stab my own mother.

I can get over the fact that you killed Marvel, my ally

A person who was born in the month of July.

You slammed him into a wall,

And into death he does fall.

But he irked me anyway

He killed little girls, which I'd like to say

Was my job so good for you!

To have killed him… can we bake him in a stew?

I bet he'd taste good

I would have killed him if I could.

I know I'm dating Cato

But if you ask me, he is to late-o

To get my love because you have it,

Now I have to go and torture a rabbit.

-Clove

Her elbow was inside the box with a tattoo that says Finnick Odair, how I love you so in red ink. Hey, if she keeps this up she's just going to cut off her body parts until there is nothing left. Or maybe she's an alien who can get cut up and then rejoin back with her other body parts. You know, I think I'm going to go throw away her tooth and her thumb now…

When I get back from doing this, I am about to sit down when an arrow whizzes past my face. It hits the wall and sticks there. A roll of paper is wrapped tightly around it with an orange ribbon. Untying it, I read the paper.

I'm here, Finnick

-GOF

Oh no! GOF is actually here? I thought they were just kidding! Another arrow flies towards me and I barely have time to leap out of the way. It pierces the wall where my heart was a second before. A girl dressed completely in black steps around a corner with a crossbow in her hands. She looks like a walking armory, with weapons practically on ever inch of her body. Her brown hair is tied up in a tight ponytail.

As she fires another arrow at me, I realize who she is. This is Katniss Everdeen and GOF wasn't a name. It was an abbreviation of girl on fire. I fell really stupid right now. The arrow thankfully misses, because I've turned tail and am racing away as fast as I can. I run up the stairs and can hear her following me on light feet. As I duck into a hallway two throwing daggers stick into my wall, GOF written on each one of them.

I run into my own room and grab my golden trident. I step out of the room and am met by Katniss, who tries to bring her knife down on my shoulder but instead is blocked by my trident. For a moment neither of us moves, her staring into my eyes and me staring at my sexy reflection in her sunglasses. Suddenly my instincts start working again and I kick her in the stomach. She falls backwards and I hit the wall. I take this opportunity to race past her and down the hallway as quickly as I can. Another throwing dagger zips past my left ear and I can hear the swoosh it creates in the air as it flies past. It shatters the stain glass portrait of my beauty at the end of the hallway and I watch as shards of me fall to the ground.

I stop when I get to the end of the hallway. Katniss has me trapped and when she reaches me she places the point of her arrow right on my nose, casing me to go cross-eyes to look at it. She smiles evilly. "Any last words, Finnick Odair?"

"I just want to know," I say slowly. "Why you want me dead."

"Isn't it obvious?" she laughs, her arrowhead digging deeper into my nose. Ow. "Gale isn't with me anymore because he is in love with you! If you're gone then there is nothing standing in between him and me."

"That creep who writes me sexual love poems?" I ask, surprised. She nods. "You can have him!" She smiles darkly one more times before she tightens her grip on the crossbow. I can tell she is about to pull the trigger when…

"GET AWAY FROM MY BOYFRIEND!" Annie screeches, tackling Katniss and tossing her crossbow away from her. The two of them wrestle on the ground, to close for either of them to use a weapon. Finally, Annie is on the bottom of the pair and Katniss is pulling a knife out of its sheath on her belt when Annie kicks her in the stomach with both her legs, propelling Katniss off her and out the window.

Slowly, we approach the window and look out. Katniss is gone, but Delly is waving frantically, holding up a sign with her phone number written on it. "Annie, thank you!" I say, hugging my girlfriend.

"It was nothing, Finnick," Annie smiles. "It's just… after my golf balls ran away I realized how important you are to me. I love you, Finnick."

"I love you, too, Annie," I say, kissing her for what seems like an eternity.