The Distant Waves

by brittany.pehlke

In the 69th Hunger Games two girls from two separate districts choose between friendship and survival. They have the opportunity to go in as careers or to join their own pack. What will these unfortunate's do to survive. Will they throw away their humanity just to live in fear for the rest of their lives?

26. Chapter 26

Finnick's POV

I watch in horror as Brody shoves the knife in her. I scream at the top of my lungs.

"Deanie!" I stand up and throw a vase at the hologram. It smashes against the wall, but doesn't stop the program from running. Smuil grabs my arm tightly. I rip my arm from his grasp and he gasps. Where is Mailey? She just left Deanie. She left her for dead. I feel wetness on my hand and look down and see blood drip from between my fingers. The vase must of cracked in my hand before I threw it.

"Finnick! Stop it! She can still make it." I look at him with hatred and look at the screen. I watch as Brody twists the knife inside her. I can't do anything to help her. I'm useless to her in her darkest moments.

"I swear I will rip that boys throat out if he comes back here." I spit every word out like venom.

Deanie gets up from the ground and begins to stumble forward. She picks up her trident from the ground and throws it at him. To my surprise it hits Brody with full impact. A cannon makes a loud bang on the program and its hard to tell if its Deanie's or Brody's because she falls just as it goes off. I squeeze my hands into fistsmaking blood ooz out of my wounds as I see Mailey run on screen. She holds Deanie in her lap and the anticipation kills me. I feel like I had been holding my breath for an eternity because a big sigh of relief leaves my chest when I see Deanie's lips move in the moonlight. Although I hear no words. The Gamemakers are cutting it out. It must be pretty bad if the Capitol is muting it.

Deanie's eyes trail to the sky as if looking at the camera. As if looking at me. I feel tears fall down my cheeks as I see the light in her eyes disappear.

"I'm sorry Finnick." I hear Smuil beside me. Still standing I turn towards Smuil with rage in my eyes.

"You're sorry?" I grab him by the collar of his shirt and pull him to my eye level. "Your President Snow did this to her." I throw him roughly to the couch and point at the screen. "Your President did this to all of them." I look down at Smuil who has shriveled up in the corner of the couch. He looks up at me in terror.

"Finn-ick." Smuil whispers and lets out a tear. "I am truly sorry." Tears burst through my eyes and I can't hold them back anymore. I walk out of the living room and run to her bedroom. I sit on the edge of her bed and place my bloodied hands on my face and begin to sob. Deanie's gone. They took her from me.

"Deanie." I whisper through sobs. She's just another lost tribute to them. She was disposable just like the rest of us. I look up from my hands and look out the window. Not anymore.