A/N- Here's the first part of the epilogue. I'm going to do two parts. It's going to be told in Summer's point of view. Enjoy!
District 4
The noise is overwhelming. Everyone is screaming my name and clapping their hands. That is, almost everyone. I can see Logan's family in the very back. I can tell they wanted their son to win by the way they look at me.
Dalia begins to speak, but I don't pay attention. My eyes search frantically for the one person that kept me sane throughout the Games. A smile spreads across my face and my feet are frozen on the stage. Lloyd is right there in the front row.
Before I know it, Dalia is shoving me off the stage. "Haven't got all day," she says in her stupid Capitol accent that I have grown to hate.
My feet take off towards Lloyd and he meets me halfway. I wrap my arms tightly around his neck. I close my eyes and try to take him in. He smells like the ocean.
He pulls back to look at my face. I gaze into his beautiful green eyes. "I missed you," he whispers.
"I missed you so much," I say as tears begin to roll down my face. He takes his hand and brushes them off. I smile wider. I am so lucky to be called his.
"I knew you could do it," he whispers.
"That makes one of us," I whisper back. He begins to laugh and I soon join in. I missed his laughter so much.
He leans down and presses a sweet kiss to my lips. I get a fuzzy feeling in the pit of my stomach. I pull away, though, when I remember my mom is around here somewhere. She's probably watching me.
"Mom," I whisper to a confused Lloyd. He nods his head in understanding. Right on cue, my mother walks up behind me.
"Honey," she exclaims, practically ripping me from Lloyd. She wraps me in a bone crushing hug.
"Sorry," I mouth to Lloyd over my mother's shoulder.
"It's fine," he mouths back.
My mother pulls back and looks at me with tear filled eyes. "You did it! I am so proud of you!"
"Thanks, mom," I respond. I feel another hand on my shoulder. I turn around to find my father.
"Daddy," I exclaim. I run right into his welcoming arms. He wraps me in a gentler embrace.
"I'm glad you're safe. I was so worried," he whispers.
"Thanks," I respond, tears filling my own eyes. Honestly, I have always been a daddy's girl. I bet my first word was, "Daddy."
My mother joins our hug. I love this feeling of warmth and happiness. We stand in this position for a long time before we break apart.
The immense crowd is clearing out. Some say, "Congratulations," as they leave. Others leave without a word. I don't mind. Nothing can ruin my perfect moment.
"Let's go home," my dad says. I look up at him, but remember I forgot something. Rather, someone.
"I'll be home soon. I have to do something first," I tell him. He nods in understanding. I smile appreciatively. He doesn't pry like mom does.
I wave to my parents as they walk hand-in-hand towards my house. I smile for what seems like the hundredth time today. It's cute to see a couple in love even after many years of marriage.
I sprint to the spot I know Lloyd will be at. I see people on the way there. I smile at them, but I don't stop. I hope Lloyd doesn't think I forgot about him. I really hope he doesn't.
I eventually reach the special spot on the beach that we share. I shudder. This is where I was the day of the reaping.
I can see Lloyd sitting in the sand in the distance. I slowly amble towards him. He doesn't notice me. His eyes are glued on the ocean. I quietly take a seat next to him.
"Hey," I say. His head snaps toward me.
"Dang, you scared me," he says while chuckling. I giggle, too.
"I have gotten much quieter since the last time you saw me."
"I can see that," he replies. He looks back to the ocean. I can't help but stare at the hands supporting his back. I just want my fingers to be intertwined with his.
I cautiously put my hand close to his, barely bumping into it. He seems to understand and holds my hand. I can't help but smile.
He looks at me and smiles, too. "You look beautiful when you smile," he whispers.
"Thanks," I say while blushing. "Ditto."
He blushes a little, too. "We never had a first date," he notes.
"Yeah, I guess not."
"Will you, Summer Dixie, go on a date with me, Lloyd Williams," he says while smiling sheepishly.
"Of course," I say while giggling.
"Wonderful," he says.
"Well…"
"Well…"
"When is our date going to be?"
"Right now," he replies. I smile.
He leans in and kisses me gently. I get that fuzzy feeling again. He pulls away after some time.
"I love you," he whispers.
"I love you, too," I whisper, and I mean it. I hope he does, too. "Forever yours," I whisper. He smiles.
"Forever yours," he repeats. I can tell by the way that he says it he means it. I wrote the same thing in the letter I wrote, but he will never see that. I might show him one day, but today is not that day.
We fall asleep after some more laughs and kisses. My head lays on his chest and I listen to his steady heartbeat. I pretend to sleep, and I think he believes me. After some time I hear him mumble, "Summer Williams. I like it."
"I like it, too," I whisper.
A/N-What do you think? I put some stuff in here from her letter in the previous chapter. Anyway, I am going to be doing one last chapter after this one. The story is almost done. You have been amazing support! I am so grateful to everyone who has reviewed or added this story to their favorites or story alerts! Thank you. Reviews are always highly cherished. Please review! Thanks again and I hope you enjoyed.
