A/N: This one's short. I haven't had much response and this is all I've written so I thought I may as well upload the rest and just go from there. Thanks to the people who have faved this though. Yes, I'm a hoot.
Katniss left, promising to return in the morning to 'talk'. Johanna was less than convinced, even with the big confession she'd made.
The brunette growled angrily to herself as she closed the door behind Katniss and walked towards the adjoining lounge room of their hotel suite. Now she had to face Peeta and Gale, who were not quite as excited by catching them as Finnick had been.
She entered the room, her plan of attack made, "Alright, so here's the short version. Peeta, Katniss fucked you, then she dumped you, then she fucked Gale then she fucked you and Gale. Then she fucked Finnick, once" Johanna made sure to emphasise on the 'once', "She also fucked me, for longer than all of you. She left though. Apparently she has 'baggage' and not just fucking all of us at almost the same time. Peeta and Gale, though. At… the… same time"
Finnick raised his hand and Johanna sighed and gestured for him to speak, "Technically it was three times. In one night. So, yeah"
There was a collective groan from the other three and a pillow collided with Finnick's head.
"This situation is so fucked up" Gale groaned and ran his hands over his face.
"I can't decide how I feel about this" Peeta mumbled, "I mean, I really liked her for a long time but she changed and this is just, no"
"We deserve better than this" Johanna said loudly, slamming her hands roughly on the back of the couch causing Finnick to flinch, "I mean, yeah we're fame whores but this is bullshit"
"What are you talking about JoJo, you're the first one to jump in bed with her" Finnick laughed and dodged a slap.
"I told you, don't call me that. Yeah, I was weak, but she's hot" The other three murmured agreements.
"I think, I'll tell what I think. I think…" Finnick paused dramatically then burst out, "JoJo's in love!"
Johanna's eyes widened briefly before she could get the mask in place and it was just long enough for Finnick to see. "I'm not in love" she said evenly.
It was true; she wasn't in love with Katniss. There were things about her she loved, like the fire she ignited in her stomach and the little noises of pleasure Katniss made when they'd 'fucked'. (She was going to call it fucked, it wasn't making love). She loved that Katniss had two hairstyles, a side braid or down and that she only had one pair of boots, an old leather pair that were so worn, her socks got wet when it rained. She wasn't in love, she hadn't been but she was falling and then Katniss left. The flames had risen up but when she left Johanna couldn't breathe and they were extinguished.
She realised she'd been staring into space after saying she wasn't in love and noticed the three boys staring at her. Finnick broke the silence, "So, what were you just daydreaming about?" He smiled crookedly.
"How I'm not in love with Katniss Everdeen" she stalked around the couch and entered her room, slamming the door aggressively behind her.
Gale and Peeta flinched at the shudder that went through the room and Finnick laughed.
Johanna collapsed on the bed dramatically and stared at the ceiling. It was intricately carved and she tried to concentrate on the patterns but her mind drifted back to when she first met Katniss.
She was on her way back to her apartment after being out with Finnick. She was tipsy. She'd got on the train and Katniss was sitting opposite the door. Johanna was confident at the best of times but when she was any sort of drunk, it increased. She dropped down in the seat next to Katniss and stared down at her boots.
"Girl, you need new boots. Those are fucked" Johanna's pick-up lines needed some work.
Katniss had looked down at her boots then back at Johanna, "They're comfy. My feet are wet"
Johanna considered this and remembered somewhere in the back of her mind it had been raining.
Katniss continued, "Johanna Mason, right?"
"How'd you know?"
"I've seen you play. You're good. The band is good" She'd smiled like she had a secret.
"Fucking bitch" Johanna ground out at the ceiling.
They'd talked for the rest of the train journey and Katniss ended up in Johanna's apartment. They were together for 3 months.
A knock at her door shook her from her thoughts and Finnick peered around it, "You ok, JoJo?"
"I hate you"
The drummer slipped into the room and closed the door, climbing onto the bed next to Johanna. He pulled her into a hug and she relaxed into him.
"Why are you hugging me? I still hate you." Finnick laughed softly.
"Because you obviously need a hug. I can hear your mind racing. Turn it down. You know Peeta can't even sleep with a watch ticking in the same room as him"
"I don't love her. I nearly did" she grumbled to herself, "I feel so weak. Fucking brainless" saying the old nickname she had for Katniss brought back more memories and she groaned burying her face into Finnick's chest.
Finnick petted her head like he would a cat and said, "Can't blame you, she's got a great rack"
"I hate you" came the muffled reply.
