The room I was sitting in was tiny. I didn't even know what I was doing here. I was probably going to get Capitol 'manners' beaten into room was white and clean. There was nothing warm about it. Everything in it was simple. The couch I was sitting on seemed to be a kind of leather, it was comfortable, but cold. The walls were painted white, there wasn't a speck of dirt on them, just like the floors. It bothered me. Something about the fact that for this event, everything has to be perfect. It's quite patronising.
The sound of a knock made me jump. I got up and walked to the door, hesitating before opening. Finally, I plucked up the courage to open it. It's my sister. "Finally! I've been waiting out here for five minutes. What took you so long?" She exclaimes light heartedly. I know this is just an act to cheer me up, though. I can tell by her eyes. Her waterline is shockingly red, and the whites around the edges are clouded. She has been weeping. I don't say anything though, she clearly wants to cheer me up and me bringing up how broken she is would only anger her, anyway. I pull her into a hug. 'Lavender, where are our parents?' I ask.
'I honestly don't know...' I pull away from the hug to catch a glance of worry cross her face. She recovers quickly and walks over to the couch. 'Finnick, you can do this. You know you can. You're the best with a trident in your year and you are better than most in mine, too.' Lavender is two years older than me. She's sixteen, but she acts like a three year old. I can't see myself living without her.
' I just... I can't see myself doing it. Killing others. It's not right. I don't want to be in this situation, Lav.'
'Finnick, just remember. None of us are going to question what you do in there. All we want is for you to survive, that's all we ask. You need to give yourself a personality make over, and if that means giving us all up, by all means do it. If that's what it's going to take for you to survive.'
The last part gets to me. I think of all the people I will hurt if I die. I know what I must do, I've thought it over before. I'm going to do what the Capitol and my mentors want me to do. Whatever it takes. 'I guess this is goodbye, then.' I say. 'For now, Finnick. You can do it. I know you can.' She pulls me into a hug and weeps until she is forced to leave.
I will win this, I think smugly. For my family.