Chapter Twenty-One

I don't think Finnick understood what I meant by acquaintances because even when we did see each other he tried to get me alone. He didn't try to kiss me or anything but it felt odd. So I did what I said I wouldn't. When we all hung out together I didn't usually go, unless someone told me Finnick wasn't going to be there.

I just feel so stupid. I knew broken up couples couldn't be friends, so why did I put a little hope on the acquaintance train?

I guess it doesn't really matter anymore because I know he will be graduating soon.

I hate studying. I'm so over it that I've read the same sentence three times in a row. I know this is the time to take a break but with finals looming in the air I can't do it.

I hear the door knock but don't bother getting up. This isn't my house and I know it won't be for me.

Johanna sighs and gets it.

"Annie?" I hear Johanna say in a strange voice.

"What?" I ask and look towards her.

"It's for you." She says.

"If it's Finnick-"

"It's not Finnick." She says and I walk towards the door.

"Hi Annie." My Dad says very formally.

"What are you doing here Dad?" I ask angry and surprised.

"I found out from Ella that you and Finnick have ended your relationship." He says with a smile.

"That's why you're here?" I ask shocked.

"Yes. I can help you now." He says with a smile.

"I don't want or need your help now. Grandpa is helping me pay for therapy and I didn't break up for Finnick for you."

"How did your Mother's Father come up with enough money?"

"I don't know but when I needed help he didn't go away."

"Tough love sweetie." He says and tries to come in.

"How did you even know I was here? Even if Ella told you she doesn't know where Johanna lives."

"I have my ways." He says.

"Were you having me followed?" I ask because I know he did this when Carter stopped talking to him and I know he does it for some of his clients.

"Followed is a harsh word."

"It's better than stalking." I say angered.

"Annie I promised my help if you ended it with Finnick-"

"I didn't do it for you."

"It doesn't matter. I can help you now."

"Well, I don't want or need your help. And if it's any consolation to you, I still love him."

"That doesn't matter it will fade over time. Just like my love for your mother did."

"Get out. Get out of this apartment!" I shout and point towards the door.

"I'm trying to help-"

"I don't care why you're here or what you thought you were doing but, take a good look at me because you will never see me again. I don't care if you have me followed. That doesn't mean I will see you. Go away and don't come back. If I ever want to see you again I'll find you. I'll find you." I say and slam the door shut.

Johanna raises her eyebrows.

"That's my dad." I say.

"Yeah I got that. He always like that?" She asks.

"Yes. No. I don't know." I say.

"What was that bit about Finnick?" She asks intrigued.

"You know how I go to therapy? Like a real therapist." I ask.

She nods.

"I went to ask him for money so he could help pay for it. This was right after I got out of the hospital too. I still had cuts on my face and my hair was still red." I say.

"And?" Johanna asks.

"When I asked for money he said he would only help me if I broke up with Finnick."

"That's nice." She says sarcastically. "Even with your beat up face?" She asks.

"He never saw me in the hospital… I didn't even get a call. When I went to see him, that was the first time since the incident." I say.

It's silent.

"What did you mean he's having you followed?" She asked

"Oh, he's a big corporate lawyer so he gets private investors to follow people to build up his case."

"That sounds illegal." She says.

I shrug.

"Apparently it's not." I mutter.

"Are you really never going to talk to him again?" She says surprised.

"Not anytime in the near future." I say.

"Did Finnick ever know about this?"

"I just told Finnick that he wouldn't give me the money. I left that detail out." I say.

"I see. You don't think he'd see Finnick do you?" She asks.

"He hated Finnick. He wouldn't see him."

She nods.

"Well at least that's good." She says and I go back to studying.

I gnaw on my bottom lip while looking at the calendar. I'm nervous for finals and now this. I can't deal with both. And the fact that Finnick still lingers in my brain. He's been visiting frequently.

I hear the door open and close.

"Hey." Johanna says but I barely hear her.

I start counting back on my fingers. Surely what I'm thinking can't be true. I haven't with… but I'm…

"You okay?" Johanna asks.

"I'm fine." I say and brush her off still counting. I figure the more I do it the less likely it will be because what I'm thinking cannot be true.

"What are you thinking so hard about?" She asks concerned. "I can help you move if that is what you're so worried about. I'm sure I could charm some guys as well." She says.

I'm getting the keys to my apartment later this week. I still need help getting all my stuff there. I don't want to hire movers and I don't know who to ask. I don't have any guy friends. If I was with Finnick he and his friends would help.

Stop thinking about Finnick! I think to myself. Although I might have to soon.

"Shit." I whisper as I look at the calendar. I finally accept that no matter how many times I look at the calendar it won't change.

"What's wrong?" She asks.

"I-I think… I think."

Johanna raises her eyebrows.

"You think what?" She asks.

"I think… I think I might be pregnant." I whisper.