"No no no no no no no no no no no…" I moan, my eyes going wide, panting hard.
I see a flash of blonde as Finnick makes his way up to the stage, flanked by two Peacekeepers. His sea green eyes are hard and determined now, and he stares stonily at the ground, not looking at anything else. His blonde hair blows gently in the sea breeze, and his shirt flaps open again, effectively making the woman he pasted, swoon.
"Get up." Agnes hisses in my ear, and with that she roughly grabs my elbow and hauls my into a standing position as Finnick slowly walks up the stage steps, his eyes now wide and his mouth open in a O, not fully understanding that he's going back to the arena…
With me…
"Come here Finnick!" Agnes squeals, grabbing his elbow, grinning like a maniac as she touches him.
She hauls him over to the center where I'm swaying.
I look at Finnick through my tears, hyperventilating.
"Finn…" I whisper, reaching out to grab his arm.
He stares stonily ahead, his jaw clenched, as Agnes smirks at me, her hand still on his arm.
"Our two tributes Finnick Odair and Annie Cresta!" Agnes screeches into the microphone.
"No no no no no no no no no no…" I screech, my breathing accelerating faster, black spots dancing across my vision as I stumble, clenching my head, screaming silently, my eyes clenched.
Annie!
Save me…
"Get in the building, now!" Agnes hisses into my ear harshly, pinching my arm.
"Ow!" I scream, jumping.
"Agnes, I'll get her in there, why don't I meet you inside?" Finnick's melodic voice sounds from my shoulder.
A huff comes from Agnes as she storms into the building.
Finnick sighs, and then his arms are wrapped around my waist and he throws me over his shoulder, carrying me into building.
"Let me go you monster!" I scream, punching and kicking wildly as Finnick hauls me into the visiting room.
He gently puts me in the chair, and I start to shake again, remembering the last time that I was in here.
I'm not going to save you…"Annie, you idiot." Finnick whispers, swiping a piece of my hair off of my tear-stained face.
"Remember the last time we were in here?" I hiccup, starting to sob even harder.
"Sshh, I didn't mean that and you know it." Finnick soothes, gently grabbing my chin to make me look at him.
His sea green eyes search mine as I stare at him sadly.
I shake my head, "How was I suppose to know that? You basically said that you hated me!" Now anger was starting to boil in my chest, stopping my tears and turning into a glare that makes Finnick shrink back from me.
The door slams open and Finnick and I both look up at it, alarmed, as Agnes steps into the room, her blaze orange eyes glare hatefully at me, making me shrink deep into the plush chair, squeaking out in a alarm.
"Finnick!" Agnes calls out cheerfully, her eyes still not leaving mine, "You're room is over here, not this room with the girl." She flicks her wrist at me impatiently.
Finnick nods, standing up, "I was dropping her off in her own room." He stares at me coldly, and I don't see one stop of pity in his sea green eyes now.
Agnes grabs his arm to drag him out and his eyes soften, smiling flirtatiously at our help.
"She's just a plaything anyway." Finnick says before the door shuts, and I sink even farther down into my chair, closing my eyes to get away from here.
"You have three minutes." A rough voice echoes through the room.
I take my head off of the cool, damp window to face the person, and my jaw drops in shock.
"Finnick? What are you doing here?" I stutter, tears starting to form in my chest again.
He shuts the door, his normally calm, soft sea green eyes, now hard as he stares at me.
"I'm not going to save you." He growls, his face contorting into a scowl as his eyes glaze over my body.
"Finn? What are you talking about?" I whisper, reaching out for him.
He dodges my arms as he walks over to the window, his Adam's apple bobbing as he sighs.
"I'm not going to help you, Annie. We're over." Finnick grounds out, glaring at the sea.
"What?" I cry out, tears streaming down my cheeks.
"I thought you were my friend!"
"I'm not anymore Annie!" Finnick shouts, his eyes blazing with anger and he turns on his heel to look at her, "I never was your friend, and I never will be!"
I gasp, and Finnick's face looks shocked.
"Get out." I whisper.
"Annie, I…" Finnick starts to say, but I scream, "GET OUT FINNICK!"
The door clicks, and a Peacekeepers rough voice say, "You have three minutes."
I uncurl from my little ball in the rough, weathered, black leather chair to look at the guest.
The beat door shuts and it's bronze knob turns, locking me in here.
"Annie." Mags sighs, tears in her eyes as she walks over to my shaking form.
"You foolish girl." Mags scolds gently, hugging me tightly. She tips my chin up so I look at her, and her eyes are gentle as she smiles at me; "I'm your mentor this year."
I sigh in relief, and I scoot over, patting the leather to have her sit next to me.
Once she sits next to me, I bounce in my seat, "Thank goodness, because you'll be the only that likes me there."
Mags frowns, her eyes questioning, "What about Finnick?"
I shake my head sadly, "Nope, he hates me."
Mags blanches away from me, her face shocked, "He said that?"
I hang my head, my face burning, "He didn't say all of that, but he was mean to me."
Mags shakes her head, still troubled, "That doesn't sound like him."
I sigh, "I know, right?"
The beaten, bronze doorknob turns and a flash of white shows from the crack in the door, "You're time is up."
My breathing starts to quicken again, but Mags pats my hand, "I'll see you later Annie."
And with that, she gets up and slowly walks to the door, her graying hair falling around her face, her cane catching on her rose colored dress.
The door shuts firmly, and I scream, tears running down my face, and I slam my hand against the wall, "Finn…" I whisper against the cool, moldy smelling wood.
The door opens again, and I quickly wipe my eyes.
"Ready?" Agnes harshly snaps, Finnick in the tow, both staring at me with distain.
I nod sadly, running my hand on the table, as I slowly walk over to them.
"Hurry up Annie!" Agnes shouts, losing her cool demur, and I flinch, my eyes hurt and Finnick's gaze softens a fraction.
I straiten my dress and walk up to her with a strong determination.
"I'm ready dear Agnes." I growl in her face, my nose inches from her own.
She looks at me, shocked, then she sneers at me, "Nice act Annie, get behind Finnick."
She turns around, Finnick following closely behind her, me at the tow, flanked by two Peacekeepers that have tranquillizer guns incase I go insane.
Oh boys, I sigh in my head, an evil smile lighting my face.
I'm already there…