(A/N): Sorry! I haven't uploaded in awhile! School just started in my country, and I got tired on the first days of school, can you believe that? Anyway, thank you for all the reviews! I've read and loved each and every one of them.

Without further ado, Here's part 3.

Johanna POV

Why is it that whenever I get close to somebody, they somehow become messed up? First my family; my mother being in a mental institution while my father is in prison, sentenced to be there for fifteen years, currently serving his eleventh year. I'm an only child, yet I feel like I was a huge accident for my parents; even though it's not hard to tell that they love each other very much.

I look over at Clove who's slightly snoring at the couch of the hospital room. Clove and I are cousins. My mother is her father's sister; yet when you look at us, you'll mistake us as sisters. With our black-brown hair, brown eyes and short stature, the only difference is our hair style; hers being flowing, mine being spiky-ish.

I think back to a time when Finnick and I met at our old school. We were never romantically involved or anything like that, but we were friends, nonetheless. He was very brave when we talked about my family a few weeks after we met. Why brave? Because nobody ever wanted to talk to the girl who murdered a small rat with her axe, near the school silo. Yes I did that. I was ten years old. I murdered a small rat for picking at my peanut butter and jelly sandwich. When I looked over my shoulder, I saw a teacher clicking her heels, her hands wrapped on her chest.

"Principal's office. Now," She said as I walked over to her and handed her the axe. I got suspended for a week after that incident; but the real punishment is when I got to my house. I don't really have anything wrong with my parents. I guess they were just doing what they thought was right. They sent me to my room, and I walked over the flight of stairs and opened my door to see a white room with a bed on the corner. What did they do to my room? When I asked them, they told me that what I was getting was a privilege and that I should've thought of the consequences of my actions. Who would miss a rat? I thought to myself at the time.

When the fateful day came that I went back to school, I was shunned by society in school. I had no friends and I sat by myself; but I didn't really care. I began to stop caring the moment that I saw those kids chatting about me in the hallway. I heard vicious rumours saying that the rat was Shelby Dickson the school's outcast. She did look like a rat though, so I can't blame them. What they didn't know is that Shelby transferred school. She didn't want to be known as 'the rat' forever; but I think that nickname stuck to her wherever she went. With her snout and her hair, the only thing that added the cherry on top of the ice cream is the teeth that would bulge out of her mouth every now and then. It was so big that I thought that her teeth were going to fall out every second, and I'll be there to laugh at her toothlessness. It's a cruel thought but it kept me laughing. I guess I got my father's slightly sadistic but loving nature. Or maybe, I'm adopted. I shake my head at the thought.

I hadn't opened my mouth in the weeks that came, obviously from the fears of the teachers and students. That is, until Finnick came over with Annie to eat lunch with me. Annie kept fidgeting as I glared at them. Why were they eating here? Won't it be like social suicide for them?

"Hey," Finnick says with a smile, as I nod.

"Hey, c'mon. Don't be like that. You used to be nice," He says.

"Yeah... Right," I say, sarcastically.

I don't really remember the rest of that conversation. All I remember is Finnick beating the heck out of some guy who teased me. After that, we became really close, and in relation, became close to Annie. Until now, he's still a very good friend of mine, even Annie. Even if I hadn't hung out with them for the past two weeks. I've been too busy... nevermind.

Just then, the door flew open, revealing Foxface. She went over to us in her usual stance. Holding a phone while standing, poised. I can still remember how she became like this. I laugh at the thought. I looked over at Annie and Clove, who woke up by the door opening.

"Why are you laughing?" Foxface asks, her attention on me. Was I laughing out loud?

"Nothing," I say as we walk over to the chairs.

"Why did you guys wake me? What's so important?" Annie moans as she sits up. She's been improving quite well though her shoulders are still much bruised.

"Gale's in juvie," she says with a shock. There was a huge intake of breath between Clove and Annie.

"Why? What did he do this time," I say annoyed. I can't believe they're still shocked. Gale has been in juvie for knows how many times.

"He apparently punched a policeman when he was drunk," Foxface says.

"Wait, I thought he was stopping himself from drinking. Didn't he make a deal with his parents?" Clove asks. He did make a deal with his parents after Gale much of his family's plates and glasses at one of his worst hangovers. He was grounded for a month after that.

"That's not really surprising, but we can just ask him when he gets out," Annie says as she cuddled back into her pillow, leaving me, Clove and Foxface to talk.

"Well, I don't know about you guys, but I'll go get some coffee downstairs," I say wanting to tune out of their conversation. I don't know how, but Clove always manages to bring out a cheerleader type of Foxface. The bubbly side of Foxface. Actually, only Clove knows the real name of Foxface, she just refuses to tell everyone, just like Foxface.

As I walk down the hall, I remember Finnick. I hope he's okay. I decide to go to him after I get some coffee. I'm too tired to be at my best sarcastic self. And with that thought, I head down to a coffee shop and drank as much coffee as I can.

Katniss POV

"Mmm. These are amazing, Peeta," I say taking a bit out of some cheese buns he brought in.

"I know it's your favourite," he says. "Now here, try some of this," He hands me some black gooey liquid. Hot chocolate. I've tasted this in the few times that we've been able too. We weren't really that well off until my dad got a job at a nature reserve, taking care of the plants and animals. After that, he taught at a very generous college paying him a hundred dollars an hour; and he taught for eight hours a day. Imagine that piling up. And even at times that he works, my mom got a job as a nurse at a hospital. It definitely piled up, hence, the reason why me and Prim are here in Panem Arts, as the people in the school would like to say it. Apparently, Panem School for the Gifted can be a mouthful.

"These are delicious, Peeta," I say. We're currently at his house, after Cato went back in, telling us to go back to the house for some rest. He walked me back to my house, and after a few minutes, he was about to leave. I promptly asked him to stay and his face broke out into a huge grin. And here we are, eating cheese buns, he freshly baked, and drinking hot chocolate. My favourite type of breakfast. Simplicity at its best.

"Where are your parents? And Prim?" He asks looking around.

"Prim's at her friend's house, and mom and dad has work," I say as I look at his sea-blue eyes.

"Oh, so we have the house all to ourselves?" He asks as I nod. He then stands up, picking me up in the process, and brought me to the couch.

I was going to complain to him about picking me up when his lips brushed mine. I kissed him back with the same passion that he's giving me.

Peeta POV

I love Katniss. I love her so much that it could hurt. I think that as I'm kissing her. I pressed my lips to her and she eagerly kissed me back. I wrapped my arms around her waist, feeling her chest against mine, as her hands went up to wrap them around my neck. I kissed her more passionately than we ever have. Somehow, she wrapped her legs around my waist as I bring her up to her room. I lay her down at her bed as she kissed me more passionately. I broke up the kiss as I started tasting her neck with my lips and tongue. Then to her chin, then her cheek then her nose, and nearly all parts of her face. I finish with her lips, tugging at her lower lip, begging for entrance as she opens them up, opening a fresh wave of new love for her that I've kept bottled up for eleven years.

She's the best thing that's ever happened to me, and a lot of things have happened to me. I kiss her more passionately than before, if possible, as she moans against my mouth. Just then, I felt myself getting hard, as I pull back. She wore a disappointed look on her face. I hated that.

"I'm sorry. It's just," I trail off, not wanting to finish the sentence. She nods and pats beside her. She didn't really notice it. I can tell. She's just too pure; and I love her so much for it. I laugh lightly as she hung her head down.

"I know why you stopped you know. I'm not as pure as you make me out to be. I also have a past, but it never went as far as intercourse," She says formally as I wrapped my arms around her. She felt warm against my cold exposure. She's always warm. I can feel it. She snuggled deep into my chest as she continued. "I hate my old school. Too much bad memories," she says cuddling near me, as I comply.

"You want to talk about it?" I ask. I don't like her being this way.

"Nope. At least, not yet. I'm not yet ready, sorry," she says as she sobs softly. I wonder what happened. Instead of insisting, I pull her closer to me, patting her back and kissing her forehead. I can feel my hardness going down and I sigh in my head in relief. I know she doesn't want to let anyone in right now, and I understand. I'll wait for her. I love her too much.

Annie POV

I was discharged from the hospital, two days ago. My mom and my friends got me over to see Finnick.

"Can I stay here with him?" I ask hopefully.

"I'm sorry, you can't. The doctor says you need to rest more. So you can see him every day, just not stay with him all the time," My head hung low as I gave his head a short kiss.

Finnick was still badly bruised. His forehead being a scary shade of blue, at least from places that I've seen, a place uncovered by bandages. His neck being in a cast, heck, his entire body is nearly in a cast. I sob at seeing him like this, almost as if on cue, I feel someone leading me out of the room and into my house. I didn't open my eyes, once. When I finally finished crying, I look up to see Johanna, Glimmer, Clove and Foxface, looking at me.

"Don't worry, they said that he should wake in a week or so, and that his bruises are going to subside," Glimmer assures me. I still can't remember how she became so nice. She used to be really mean. Oh well, I'd rather have this Glimmer, rather the one that always glares at me whenever I'm with Finnick.

"Yeah, he is really strong, remember?" Clove asks, rhetorically. Oh God, I hope she's right.

I visited Finnick every day ever since I got discharged from the hospital. Right now, I'm getting dressed to go to the hospital with Clove. Glimmer, Foxface and Johanna are already there, and so are Katniss and Peeta. Even Cato, who's never, really had a big relation with Finnick.

My mind drifts off to why Katniss and Peeta. I haven't seen them in a while. Not since my first day. Maybe they're with each other. Well, they deserve it anyway. They haven't seen each other for over three days, and that's a lot considering time moves slow in a hospital.

Just then, I thought of Clove and Cato, how their relationship is going. I decide to ask her.

"How's it going between you and Cato?" I ask as we drive to the hospital.

"It's been great. Whenever I'm not with you girls, I'm with him. He's a really cool guy with a soulful voice. It matches mine you know?" She asks me as I nod. Hmm. Things are going pretty well, with Finnick recovering and the others' lives being better. How could anything possibly go wrong?

We walk over to Finnick's room to see the room filled with doctors at every angle. What's going on here? I look at Glimmer, Johanna, Foxface, Katniss, Peeta, and Cato who had a worried look on their faces. With, Johanna's and Glimmer's on the verge of tears, and Cato with his face buried in his hands, Foxface tearing up, and Katniss and Peeta hugging each other, my minds starts to think. What the heck is going on in here?

I'm answered by the sound of a sharp beep coming from Finnick's bedside. Oh no.

(A/N): Dun dun dun... Finnick's heart stopped. Stay tuned for the next chapter! I can't wait for you guys to see what I've planned! It should be done in three... four days tops.

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