Daniel Odair.
Anastasia.
I nodded. "Yea. I'm fine." I looked up to Peeta "Thank you."
We left the bakery.
I felt sort of… numb. That wasn't the way I thought my dad died. Well, I never actually imagined how my father died. Are you supposed to do that?
Anastasia led me towards the victor's houses "Why are we going this way? Are we watching the tapes at your house?"
She shook her head "No, my mom's home, I'm actually calling in a favour."
We reached one of the houses, none of the lights were on. Anastasia knocked loudly on the door. A few minutes passed and no one answered. She frowned and pounded even louder on the door.
"Open up Haymitch!" She yelled while banging on the door.
Lights flickered on in the house and I could hear the faint noise of grumblings. The door swung opened for me to see a bedraggled, hungover man who was rubbing his bloodshot grey eyes.
He blinked a few times "What is it sweetheart?"
"We need you house."
Haymitch looked like he wanted to slam the doors into our faces until she lowered her voice "You owe me."
He frowned "Well what do you need? If it's a bed please, please clean up after yourselves."
Anastasia looked confused "Why would we need a…" She frowned, "OH! No, were not going to do that!"
Haymitch didn't seem convinced "Sure…" He shook his head "I don't believe that, I knew your father Daniel that would seem like something he'd do. He was quite the ladies man."
Before I could say anything Anastasia temper showed "Haymitch, how long have you known me? You know I wouldn't do anything like that! In fact you know the reason were here? We are trying to find things about his dad! No one ever told him who he was."
Haymitch frowned "Annie never told you about anything like that?"
I shook my head. Haymitch grumbled unheard things and let us into the house, "You better not make a mess."
I started walking in, I don't think there was any place I could get messy. The place looked like a tornado came through, picking things up and throwing it on random sides of his house. Empty liquor bottles were scattered around the room and dirty articles of clothing were placed on the couch and tables.
Anastasia ventured in first, carefully avoiding all the glass bottles and I went in after her. She went near something, taking off the clothing and dirty plates, it was a stained frayed green couch and the T.V was right in front of it.
"You're not going to tell my mom are you Haymitch?" she asked.
Haymitch grunted "Fine, but I'll cost you."
"I will go to the HOB tonight and get you some liquor."
He smiled "Thanks sweetie." And he walked upstairs.
Me and Anastasia cleaned up around his couch and T.V as best as we could. She sank into the sofa, while I cautiously lowered myself onto, trying to avoid the odd-smelling stains.
"Don't worry, this couch isn't that old." She smiled "I was just delivered on it."
"What?" I said while leaping off the couch.
Anastasia giggled hysterically. "I'm just kidding!"
I frowned at her when I sat down.
She turned her body towards me and brought out the tapes hidden in her hoodie. "Okay, I got you dads, your moms and the third Quell." She asked "Which one do you want to watch first?"
There was a fourth tape, but she didn't tell me what it was for, it must be Haymitch's or something.
"My dad's." I say automatically.
She got up and put the tape in.
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Each person reaction was different after they got reaped. District 1 and 2, volunteered, but the girl from two's face didn't have the same as the other Career's. She looked… almost scared. I could barely remember 3's faces, because I was impatiently bouncing in in my seat. The girls name was Cora Seafoam. For some reason my breath caught when my dad's name was called. It was almost like I didn't know he was going to be reaped. But he walked onto the stage almost confidently, he almost didn't look scared. But I could see the fear that flashed through his sea green eyes, which were very much like mine.
The Capitol seemed to not get enough of Finnick Odair, they screamed his name when he came out on his chariot, wearing a merman costume, and they threw roses at him while he waved to the crowd. But yet, in his eyes I could tell that he didn't want to do it.
For his interview he was playful and funny, making the crowd laugh until the final minute of his interview. And when he was in the games, he teamed up with the Careers. But wouldn't kill anyone.
I had a new respect for him, seeing him living, breathing.
He was alive on that screen, fighting for his life. I almost wanted to go through the screen and hear him be himself. I wanted to hear him talk about what he would teach me. Would have he have been the one that went out to the ocean and teach me how to swim and fish like my uncle? Would he joke around with my mom that I would have married Sonya one day?
Someone must have sent my dad a trident. It was like the tridents I use to fish. He wove a net together from the vines from the arena. My dad killed people. I realized with a jolt. Well it was the Hunger Games right? That what they had to do to survive. Anastasia's parents had to do that.