A/N: In Annie's POV

Infinity

I walk back to our hotel room. I hate training tributes. I don't know which is worse working with them or watching them die. My throat gets tight at the thought.

I just want to lie down. I just want Finnick to wrap his arms around me and tell me everything will be alright. Even though we both know he is lying. It is nice to hear those words though

I walk back to the bedroom corridors and hear a noise. Someone must be here. I hear it come from the guest room. Why we have one has always confused me. Especially since these rooms are just used for the games.

I want to make sure everything is okay because it sounds like something is going on in there.

The door is already half open I'm about to knock but don't maybe because what is going on in the room.

I see Finnick. I also see a blue women. A naked blue women on top of him. I'm not stupid. I know what is going on.

"Finnick what the hell!" I shout.

"Don't be so angry you can come and play too." The blue girl says.

"No I'm just going." I say.

"Annie wait." Finnick says but I walk from the room and head to mine. I can feel the tears build up. I want to keep them in until I'm out of sight. I don't want the escort to see.

I slam my door and then feel the hot tears run down my face.

"You said you loved me." I whisper. "He says that to lots of people. He doesn't mean it. He never does."

I guess the Finnick I have known for the last couple of years wasn't him. The rumors of him are nothing but the truth. Maybe Finnick isn't capable of love.

I move to my bed and push a pillow to my chest.

"You're so stupid Annie." I whisper.

I feel a tickling on my shoulder and wake up.

"Annie." I hear. "Annie." I hear again.

I open my eyes.

"Go away." I say before I let Finnick say anymore.

"Annie you don't understand-

"Finnick this is one of those times where you can't talk your way out of it."

"Annie it's not what it seems. I-

I sigh.

"Go away Finnick."

"Annie just let me explain."

I breathe in and then back out deeply.

"I'm not even mad at you." I say.

"What?" Finnick asks confused and relieved.

"I'm mad at myself because I actually thought you were a nice guy. I thought you loved me! I can't believe I even kissed you! I feel so stupid."

"I do love you." He says.

"If you love me you wouldn't sleep around with other girls. I'm supposed to be enough Finnick. I know I may not be giving what you want but that doesn't mean you find someone who will. This isn't an open relationship. It's closed. It doesn't even matter anymore."

"Annie just let me explain."

"No."

"Annie please. If you love me you will give me at least five minutes." He begs

I look at him. His hair is a matted mess and his clothes are all wrinkled. The essence of him having sex is apparent.

"Three." I say.

"I'll take it."

"It already started." I say.

"Annie there is a reason why all those rumors get spread it's because-

"They're true." I mumble.

"Technically but it's because I'm told or rather demanded to do it so the people I love won't get hurt. Snow told me about this when I was fourteen after I won about what would happen to me. He said that even though this is a delicate process he can't break the law because sexual crimes happen too much in the Capitol. Anyways, he said when I was sixteen I would start to see... clients to please them. He said it was because I was desirable more so than any other victor that this is happening too. Anyways, if you say you won't do it then he will kill the people you care about either until you say yes or when you have no one left."Finnick swallows hard. His speaking is rushed he probably wants to get everything out in the three minutes I allowed him to have. He isn't thinking he is just talking like word vomit. "Anyways, that's what happened to my parents. I thought it was a coincidence at first until Snow send me a single rose with a note that said 'reconsider?' I knew it was true so... there you go. I'm pretty much a slave Annie. I only have one purpose for him and that's to please people who are important to him. It doesn't matter old, young, male, female. I do what I'm told so the people I love don't get hurt."

"But, you're… you're getting hurt." I whisper.

"Better me than you. Besides, I don't want anyone else to die if it can be prevented. I... I can't have anymore guilt on my shoulders. Annie when I told you I loved you I meant it. I know I say that all the time because I know those people want to hear but you Annie." He pauses. "You didn't need to hear it to be pleased... I meant it Annie. I don't throw that word around to the people I care about because I say it so often. I-

"Finnick stop." I say and he looks at me alarmed. "Just take a breath." I say.

"But Annie-

"I believe you and I love you."

He smiles.

"Good." He says.

He doesn't say anything for awhile and he doesn't need to. My head is still spinning from everything he just told me. Then a thought occurs to me he says I love you to so many people that those words might not even mean anything to him. I believe that he truly loves me but, when I say it, it might not mean as much as it should.

"We should figure something else to say." I say.

"What?" He asks confused.

"You said people say I love you all the time. We should say something else so it is just a Finnick and Annie exclusive thing." I say. It sounds cheesy when I say it out loud but, Finnick's face lights up like a christmas tree.

"Okay, but what?" He says.

"I don't know." I say.

"That's why I love you is so easy." He smiles.

"I'm sure it didn't always roll off the tongue like that Finnick." I tease.

"Maybe." He pauses. "You can think about this while I take a shower." He says.

"Okay." I say.

I start thinking and grab a piece of paper and pen and start to idly doodle. I notice I keep making eights. The lines never end they just keep going and going. I turn it sideways and remember that is the symbol for infinity. Something that is endless something that never ends. Like the lines I'm making of the eight. That's the word.

I hear the shower turn off and know Finnick will be out soon. I hear the door open and he sits next to me.

"Infinity." I say.

"What?" He says confused.

"That's what we should say. It's something that never ends and is impossible to measure. It never ends. I know I will never stop loving you Finnick. I will love you until infinity ends." I say.

He smiles.

"I like it. Infinity." He says and then kisses my cheek. "Infinity." He says and kisses my other cheek. "Infinity." He kisses my forehead. "Infinity." He kisses the tip of my nose. "Infinity.' He says and kisses my lips.

He stops and I look into those green eyes.

"Infinity." I say and smile.

"Infinity." He says and kisses me.