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Ch. 21

Finnick Pov:

"I love you Finnick. I've always loved you and I always will." I couldn't bear to look at her, she was too good. I just told her I'm forced to have my body sold to the highest bidder and she still tells me she loves me.

What did I do to deserve her? Nothing because I don't.

I promised I would never leave her or hurt her and I did both and then she loses my baby that she didn't even know she was pregnant with. I sigh at the thought of Annie having and losing my child. It hurt, more than I would have expected.

More tears.

Before the Games I viewed crying as more of a female thing but more recently I decided that I didn't really care. Shit sucks.

She turned my face so that I looked deep into her eyes. Then she kissed me, so softly and so sweetly I had no choice but to kiss her back. God I missed her. I missed everything about her.

I missed having someone to talk to. I missed swimming with her. I missed joking with her. I missed her kiss. I missed her horrible cooking. I missed having someone I cared about touch me. I dont remember the last time I slept for more than 20 minutes or at night. But it was nighttime now and Annie had somehow managed to maneuver her and I so I could fit on the small bed and so I could listen to her heart beat.

Later still Finnick POV:

I guess I fell asleep at some point because I woke up to the sound of talking.

"How are you doing sweetie," a sweet voice I recognized as my mother asked.

"I'm doing okay," Annie responded quietly careful not to get too loud, I guess she thought I was still asleep.

"I'm glad to hear that honey. I know this must be hard for you but I want you to know if you want to talk about any of this I am always here for you."

"Thank you Ms. Tallulah. I know I didn't know it was in there but it still kind of hurts, ya know," I heard a slight pain in Annie's voice like she was going to cry. I felt a tightening in my chest.

"I know sweetie, I know. I had a miscarriage before I had Finnick. Rip and I wanted a little one so badly but we were young and barely married so I still had to work very hard on the docs. All that stress on my body took my little one away," she paused quietly, I never knew that about mom. "But not even six months later I found out I was having a baby boy," I felt some lightness returned to her voice, "But enough of all that," she sighed, " Rip sent you these and his best wishes, he wanted to come but I had to go on an impromptu boating trip."

"Thank you these are beautiful," Annie commented followed by a shuffle and slight movement.

"He hasn't slept this long in months," my mother's voice suddenly dropping to a whisper, "So much is on his mind and then when he finally does fall asleep he has nightmares and he calls your name." I feel Annie's hand stroke my hair and wrap around me tighter, I snuggled closer without even thinking abut it sighing in contentment.

"Rip and I try to help him get over them but to no avail."

"Just wake him up and when he does wake up talk to him, heartbeats always help," she comments matching my mother's tone of voice.

"What do you mean heartbeats," my mother asked, curiosity lacing her voice.

"Whenever he has a nightmare everyone is always dead but him, usually because in his dream he's killed them, but if he hears another heartbeat he knows he isn't the only one that's alive and he realizes that he's not in the arena or killing anyone," there's another pause," See look where his head is now."

I knew my head was still on her chest because I faintly heard the thrum of her heart. "How did you figure that out," she asked in quiet amazement. I don't know what made her do that either or what made it work for me but it did and I was thankful everytime. There was slight movement probably Annie shrugging, "It was a long time ago."

It was quiet for a moment after that, probably my mom nodding, "I'm going to get some coffee, you want anything?"

"No, but get something for him, I know he hasn't been eating," Annie stroked my hair again. I heard shuffling and the door closing.

I decided to open my eyes then. "So much of that were you awake for," Annie asked with a smile in her voice.

"Pretty much all of it," I smiled slightly, "but I'm not hungry."

"Well you still need to eat," she commented, " I can tell you haven't been."

"Are you insulting my looks Cresta," I teased.

"No I'm just telling you you look like shit Odair," she smiled but sighed turning serious," You have to take care of yourself, Finnick."

"I do."

"No you don't. You forget I know you Finnick. When's the last time you ate," she asked incredulously.

"Probably about two days ago," after seeing her scowl I quickly added, "But I've been drinking."

"Drinking what?"

"Mostly coffee to stay up and look after you," I shrugged. She sighed shaking her head, her red hair bouncing as she did so.

"You look beautiful, Annie," I sat down on the side of the bed a moved a stray hair from her face. I said that because she really did and also because I wanted to get the subject off of my self neglect, "How are you feeling?"

Annie being Annie saw my real intentions straight away, "Shut up, whatever your mom brings in hear you have to eat," she commented swatting my hand away from her hair again, smirking.

I laughed. I actually laughed something I hadn't done since the last time I'd been around her, she was too cute for her own good. "Okay okay," I conceded, "I'll eat."

Just then my mother entered the room carrying a container of food and some drinks, "I see you woke up, honey. I was scared you were going to crush poor Annie here," my mom smiled handing me the container. I opened it it had some salmon cakes in it.

"Eat," my mom ordered. "

But mo-"

"Eat," she gave me one of those looks only moms give that make you squirm. I still huffed but I ate what she brought me, it was actually kind of good.

I was about done when the doctor came in or at least I thought it was the doctor. I looked up to see someone I'd never seen before. He was about my age with brownish hair kind of tall, wore glasses and was kind of muscular.

"Hey Annie I got here as soon as I could, Arza and Thom are parking the car. Are you okay," he rushed and sat down at her bedside across from me.

Arza and Thom? What the fuck? "She's fine. Who the fuck are you?" I questioned, standing up.

"I'm Chris, one of Annie's friends. Who are you?"

Did this fool just ask me who I was after he came into the room where I am with my girlfriend- wait Annie isn't my girlfriend.

Shit.

"Is this your boyfriend," I asked my attention turning to her.

She busted into fit of laughter, "Chris?" More laughter as she pointed to him. That was a good sign. "No Finnick he's just a friend I met at the beach a while ago," she commented after her laughter ended.

"Yeah after you left her, you asshole." I was just about to teach his ass a lesson but before I could Annie spoke up.

"Shut up you don't know him."

"Yeah only what you told me about him and from what you have he's and asshole. So let me call him what I see fit," he snarled at Annie.

Did he just snarl at Annie?

Before I knew it he was pinned against the nearest wall, "Talk to her like that again and you'll be lucky if you can speak again, Chris," I spat.

"People, people. Can we at least try to be peaceable? Are we not here for Annie? God, so much ego in such a small room," I didn't even hear Thom come in but I felt his hand on my shoulder. "Just let it go, not now," he spoke into my ear.

He was right we were here for Annie and if this was her 'friend' then I was obligated to deal with him, even if he was a douche. I lifted my forearm from his throat and watched him rub his neck uncomfortably. That would leave a bruise.

"Sorry Annie," I murmured looking at the tile in the floor.

"It's okay, Fin," she said grabbing my hand and rubbing soothing circles on the back of it. I immediately calmed down.

"Well I see you two have met," Arza commented looking in my direction like she knew this would happen.

"I'm going to get some ice," Chris commented before exiting the room.

"You okay," Arza asked worry lacing her voice.

"Yeah, just ready to go home."

Later Annie POV:

I was discharged from the hospital and Finnick wheeled me out to the car and drove me home. It was quiet yet comfortable.

We arrived at my house and he gently guided me inside. Even though I was much better than I'd been a few days ago I was still feeling very sore and tired. I went to my bathroom and showered and put on pajamas even though I was the middle of the day I was still so tired.

When I returned to the bedroom Finnick was standing there awkwardly.

"Erm... Do you need anything," he looked at the floor with his hand rubbing the back of his neck. I guess this is kind of awkward since we're technically broken up. But I didn't want him to leave yet, three months is a long time not to see or talk to someone you've known since the fourth grade.

"Uh, water?" I say.

Smooth.

While he went to get the water I climbed into bed. God my back hurt that hospital really was shit. I let out an involuntary groan.

"Annie, are you okay," Finnick came rushing to my side putting the water on the nightstand near the bed.

"I'm okay. It's just my back is really sore."

"I-uh, you want me to rub it for you," he asked in a rushed tone but then looks like he shouldn't have said that.

I smile slightly, "That would be really nice Finnick." I rolled from my side onto my stomach.

I was facing the wall so I couldn't see his face but I heard the smile in his voice, "Okay." He pulled back the covers and sat on the bed and started to rub my shoulders and I immediately felt some tension leave that area.

I sighed in relief. He continued at my shoulders for a while longer, some moments he was really gentle and then other times he would add more pressure. It was heavenly. He started going lower but then he stopped.

"Hey," I complained, opening my eyes and turning to see why he stopped, causing him to chuckle.

"I was just going to ask if you mind if I move your shirt up, only because it's kind of in the way."

"Just do it, it feels sooo good," I really didn't care I just wanted him to keep going my back really hurt and this was working wonders.

"Okay."

I felt a light breeze as he slid the shirt as high as he could without making me move and then I felt his warm hands on my skin again. I let a sigh escape my lips followed by an involuntary moan. I didn't even care to be honest, it was just Finnick and I anyway.

"Annie," my name coming out as a question, but his hands continues their magic. "Yeah."

"I have to go the Capital in the morning, but someone should stay with you through the night, make sure you're okay."

I feel myself tense up again at the thought of him going to the Capital now that I knew what that meant for him.

He senses this and adds, "Something about the games."

I still feel sad knowing what can go on while he is there. "Chris is coming and my dad will be here in the morning," I answer tightly. It was his turn to get tense. "Why," he asked sharply, "Why him?" His hands had made their way down to my hips and rather than continuing he let his hands rest there.

"Because he's the only one who was available to do it."

"Why can't my mom stay, or my dad even," he asked incredulously.

I sighed to calm myself before responding, "Because Finnick those are your parents and I haven't spoken to either one of them since the last time I talked to you."

"Well I don't like him. Why can't my mom just come over and you talk about whatever it is girls talk about."

"No, Chris is coming over here tonight to make sure that I am okay because he wants to and I agreed so if you want to be mad at him be mad at me too. Besides what does it matter if you like him or not, he's my friend. But in case you missed it when I told you before I dont like him as more than a friend," I didn't realize I had sat up and was now facing Finnick.

"Well he likes you. So I don't like him. Because I love you," without noticing it he had inched his way closer to me and we were nearly nose to nose.

That's the thing about arguing, especially with someone you love, you somehow always end up close.

"You still love me," I asked still not moving from our close proximity.

He nods, "I never stopped." I squeezed my eyes shut to pull it together but when I opened my eyes his green orbs still awaited me. "And Annie Cresta I would really love to kiss you right now," his forehead pressed to mine.

Me being the idiot that I am I just nodded like a fool and let him kiss me until I ran out of air.

A/N: Some fluff and fillerish stuff. I was going to put Finnick's capital visit in here but that will be next time. Reviews are great! Xoxo