Lemons in the future.
The next day comes quick, with me, Finnick and Peeta alternating on watches. "We'd better collect some fresh water." says Peeta. My eyes droop. My eyelids are too heavy. I look around at the jungle, still kind of dark from all of the leaves shielding the sun, and try to wake myself up. I'm in the Games. I'm not at home about to get a cup of coffee. Wake up. WAKE UP. I'm chanting to myself in my head. I stand up and lean against a tree. "Someone's tired." smirks Finnick. I merely ignore the urge to flip him off and walk over to Peeta with the spile. Mags wove some baskets out of tree bark, and we start filling them with water.
"...and 3. We have 3 baskets of water." I say. The water's warm, but it's water, and it's fresh nonetheless. I hear a cannon boom in the distance. Me and Peeta's eyes immediately meet. "Who could that have been?" I ask. I try not to worry about it, because after all there are only 2 people I want to see besides my group of allies, and that's Wiress and Beetee. We sit down, and try to formulate a plan. "Johanna is the only one I could really trust with us besides nuts and volts." Finnick says, matter-of-factly. Peeta's eyes light up. "Maybe we should find them." "Why are you so eager to find them? You criticized my choice of allies the night before the Games." I snap back. "Katniss. The Quell is different. We need people." He says, convincingly.
I may just not like the thought of Johanna being with us, given that she's made me uncomfortable every time I was around her. Mags nods, signifying that she agrees with Finnick. "Anything could happen, so lets rest for a little bit, and then make our way down to the beach." Finnick notes. I nod. "Staying hidden along the edge of the jungle, right?" I ask. "Look who's participating in our plan-making... about time." He snaps back in a sarcastic tone. "You are too sarcastic, Fish brain." I snort. He smiles. Peeta chimes in, "I think that's our plan. Let's get our stuff together, take a little rest and get going."
Finnick unzips his wet suit to his waist, and lays down, leaning against a rock with his eyes closed. It's probably because it's too hot in this jungle. I look at his chest. It's golden, sculpted nicely, and beads of sweat rest there, making it glisten. I stare a little bit longer, and a beeping noise interrupts my thoughts. It's a parachute. It lands right next to me. I pick it up and open it. "What's inside?" Asks Finnick, his eyes still closed as he rests against the rock. Peeta and mags are collecting bark, nuts and the baskets of water for us to leave. I open it up, and inside is 2 pieces of bread, and 2 pieces of fish. I stare at it, confused. I pick up the little note slip under a piece of the bread. It's folded. It says 'KATNISS' in bold letters on it. My fingers fumbling, I open up the paper.
DISTRICT 12-BREAD, NOT FISH. -H
What could it mean? District 12 is coal, not bread. I stare at it for a few seconds and then it clicks. Haymitch knows about me and Finnick. "Bread" is Peeta. He's trying to tell me to play up my relationship with Peeta. I feel nervous. "What does it say?" Finnick asks, standing up. I quickly crumple the note. "It says, Enjoy, from Haymitch." He peers in to the little silver tin, and his eyes are sparkling when he sees what's inside. "Is this real fish from District 4?" He asks, quickly. Smiling, he grabs both pieces of fish, and runs to get Mags. Poor kid. He probably misses home. Just as I'm about to take a bite of the bread, I feel a searing pain on my thigh. "AGH!" I scream out. I jump up and look to where I was sitting. A small, glistening, gold snake, with a long neon green tounge looks right up at me. A mutt. I could tell because of the way it's just sitting there. Nevermind the golden skin.
I ignore the pain in my thigh and go to run away. My leg feels numb, and I fall to the ground. It bites my leg again. "SNAKE!" I scream. "MUTT!" I see it open it's mouth, revealing two huge black fangs, dripping with a milky white liquid. Venom. Just as I see Finnick run in, spearing the snake with his trident, Peeta kneels down and puts my head in his lap. I'm on my back now. My vision is blurry. Their voices sound a little slow. "It bit my thigh, twice! It was venomous." I say. "What did she say?" asked Peeta. "I said, It bit-" "I have no idea..." Said Finnick. "Did she say bye or high?" Peeta asks. "THIGH!" I yell out. It was no use. My voice sounded gargled. I put my hand where I was bit. Peeta gets the idea. He unzips my wetsuit, revealing me in just a bra, and panties. Nobody cared about my almost bare body, because they cared about the four holes, swollen and purple on my leg.
Everything fades to black.
"Peeta?", We're sitting in a meadow. The wind is softly grazing our skin and the tall grass sways back and forth. Beautiful dandelions are blooming all around. They're an unwanted flower. Made out to be a beast, a crop killer, a diseased weed. I still think they're pretty. I pick some and giggle. Everything is cloudy and happy. "Yeah?" He asks smiling. I kiss him on the nose. "I have something to tell you." I look around. I see pink, and yellow evening primrose blooming everywhere. "I love you." I say. "I already knew that Katniss, I love you too." He says with a chuckle. "No, the real thing I need to tell you..." I start.I bury my head in my arms. He looks at me eagerly, and his smile fades. "What is it?" He says urgently. "I-I... I cheated on you while we were in the Capitol... and again in the games." "With who?" He demands. His voice sounds tense, like a rubber band about to snap. "Finnick." I say bluntly. I hear nothing from him. "I'm sorry okay?" I say. Still nothing.
"Peeta?" I look up. Everything's different. It's night time. There are no stars out. The grass is dead, and there's no dandelions or primrose, only vines and bare patches of dirt. The wind is almost violent. I feel confused. I hear whispering. I see shadows. I put my head in my hands and scream. I look back up, heart racing, and now I'm in a house. Not my house in the Victor's Village though. Maybe not even in 12. I look around. It's cozy. The walls are sea-foam green. I'm sitting on a bed wrapped in a blanket with a cup of something in my hand. I take a sip. It tastes like tea, but saltier. The TV is on, it's a news program. "Almost 4 years since Victor: Peeta Mellark has been missing..." And that's the only part I hear. Missing? 4 years?
Someone walks in the room. I look at the door and see Finnick standing there. "How are you sweetheart?" He asks. There's no sarcasm, just sincerity. "What?" I say. He sits next to me on the bed. "Forget it, it was a stupid question." I look out the window. I see the beautiful ocean blasting down on the sand. I see smooth shells scattered on the warm tan sand. I have the urge to go out there and explore. I see a few fishermen spearing and netting fish. I look to my hands. I notice the huge green-blue diamond on my ring finger. It's matte, like sea glass. "What's this?" I ask. "Your wedding ring, my love." He says and kisses me. I give into the kiss. The salty taste. His taste. It's him, I want him.
Finnick Odair. "Finn? I'm so confused." I say. "Just wake up, dear." He says bluntly. I look up at him. "I can't." I say back. The kisses become deeper. I feel the passion. Before I know it I'm laying next to Finnick Odair, my supposed husband, panting and sweating. "That's what's called making love, dear, not mindless fucking in a jungle." He says smiling. I fake a smile. I drift off to sleep in our comfy blue bed. . . .
Gasping on my breath, tears in my eyes, sweat trailing down my face, I sit up. It's night time. I look around. Is this real? Finnick is up, watching over me, while Peeta rests. "He's been watching over you for the entire day... You were out the whole day" He says, when he realized I was awake. I'm still out of my wet suit, but I'm too weak to really get up. "How sweet." I say. "How are you, sweetheart?" He asks, entirely sarcastic. I frown. "I was attacked by a mutt with hallucination venom in it.." I say. I look at my leg, and the bite wounds seem to be about healed. "Wow." I say grazing my fingers over the wounds. "Haymitch sent some medicine. Healed it up pretty fast" He notes. I try to stand up, and I look over to Peeta. I see him and Johanna laying closer to each other then I would like, and I feel rage and confusion rush through my veins.
"What's she doing here?" I say, in a nasty tone. "We found her wandering through the forest drenched in blood. apparently, there's a portion of the arena that rains the stuff." Finnick whispers, clearly indicating that I should be talking quieter. "Why is she with him?" I snap. "He was very upset about what had happened, the kid needed some sympathy... relax." I sigh and let it go. I have no energy to be upsetting myself over anything. I look up into his gorgeous eyes. I guess I get a bit lost in them, because I snap into reality with his voice. "Like what you see, sweetheart?" He says laughing. I shake my head and scowl at him. "So stubborn." He says, with a wink. Maybe he's right. I am pretty stubborn... I crack a smile and lay my head on his leg. I need to cater to the love birds act, so I start saying some stuff about how I hope Peeta will be at ease when he sees I'm ok. Finnick seems to sense that it's bullshit though, because he smiles.
I look into his eyes again. I have the urge to plant my lips on his. His lips are so soft and he tastes slightly salty, but not in a bad way. I start to feel a hunger in my stomach. I want him. I realized this slowly last time, but now its hitting me all at once. I want Finnick Odair, not in a love kind of way, but in the lust kind of way. I slowly lean in about to press my lips against his... "Katniss?" I hear Peeta's voice, crisp and clear. I snap around... "Peeta!" I gasp and run into his arms. I nearly collapse, because I'm still weak. "I'm so glad that you're okay... sleep with me for tonight?" He asks. I manage a smile, and nod. He lays down, and I lay next to him, getting comfortable. I quickly fall asleep, because tripping on snake mutt venom was the opposite of energizing.
All that I dream about is Finnick. How much I want him. What if Peeta knows? What if he knows the little secrets we both had? I couldn't bear to let him find out, especially in front of the whole entire world of Panem! I can't risk it. I have to be careful.
I wake up, shooting into the upright position. It's dawn, now. I look over to see Peeta looking at me. He doesn't look thrilled. "Can I ask you something?" He says abruptly. "Oh, okay?" I answer back. What a nice "Good morning" from him... "Why were you-" he shifts to a whisper. "Why were you moaning in your sleep?" He asks. "Must have been dreaming about you..." I say, convincingly. My cheeks get hot. I touch them with my hands. "Except you were saying 'Finnick...'" I just stare at him. I am speechless. "Well coming off that venom, seeing him above me probably burned some sort of image in my mind..." I say. "Of course it did." Johanna's voice hissed from behind me. I look at her and she's smirking at me. She sits next to Peeta, putting her hand on his shoulder. I look up to Finnick, who looks a little uneasy.
Shit. They know about the sex.