~ya chapter 38, a little more French in here oh that reminds me I GOT MY EYE ON YOU FRANCE~ also review. (Also pretend that there is a movie for mockingjay and language) The French words down below say: "are you waiting for me fin?"
It doesn't matter what's in front of her, as long as she knows who's behind her.
~Maryanne pov~
"Mar snap out of it!" I could hear Jo hiss at me, but it seemed as though my brain just shut down, I'm tired oh I'm just so tired, today they decided that it would save time and energy to have a torture session together. So me and Jo were put in a tank filled with bleach, that was burning away at our skin, every so often they would sent eighty watts of electricity that runs through cords lining the tank electrocuting us.
My legs gave out on the fifth shock, I was merely floating now, Jo cradled my head on her shoulder keeping me facing up.
"y-ya k-now –j-j-j-j-j-Jo I-I ca-ca-cnt f-feel m-my f-f-fin-g t-t—tip no m-m—mo—mt—moor-e" I gurgled out, drooling blood onto her tattered shirt, was coming out do to the bleach.
"Just-suck it up-mar, suck it—up" Jo panted in short breaths.
"I—I—I—I'll t-try I y-ya." I managed to chock out; my throat was on fire and felt as though there was a lump in it.
I stared up at the bulb lights up ahead of us, another electrical shock made me blackout, but before that my inside thoughts were "que vous attendez pour moi fin?"
~Diana pov~
I don't know why they decided to do this, isn't she already hassled enough? To think if they wanted her to look more attractive in a beat up way, why not leave her as she is? I might never know.
As I watch the prep-team...well prep, using the method of beauty base zero, which is basically natural beauty. File the nails, but don't use nail polish. Make her hair soft and shiny but not styled. Her skin smooth and clear but no makeup added. Wax the body but nothing more. Cinna, much to the prep-team's tearful reunion with us, gave them the instructions as cinna helps with wardrobe I'm going to see him later in the makeshift studio.
Every one of them was changed of their usual styles that were back in the capitol, I kind of missed their since of style yes it was unusual, but it was them they made it their own.
The ordainments that Octavia was seen with in her hair…gone. Her pancake of makeup that she tried desperately tried to apply to my face any chance she gets…gone. Her clothes that she would have custom made… gone. Her executrices, like her studded earrings that she once leaned me for… a get together with cinna…gone. Instead I see her in her natural form, and in the book her style took a three-sixty turn around, her hair was really a lovely shade of auburn, she much younger now a year older then me maybe? The bruises on her green skin make me want to punch coin's lights out, from know on if I see her, president of a military or not, I will get in her face and smack her one.
Flavius looks miserable without his dark purple lipstick and his pantsuits he was normally seen in…all gone. All that was left of him that were sort of still intact were his bright orange curls.
Venia how didn't change much, her aqua hair has lost its bounce and they were turning gray at the roots, her golden tattoos haven't changed one bit.
Aqua comes to take the towel that was in Octavia's shaking hands, as I come to rub up and down her hairs mindful of her bruises in a soothing motion.
"Katniss not going to hurt you, any of you." I assured soothingly, looking face to face that made up the prep-team, the people I come to see as big babies, and proud to call my friends… never thought I would think that!
"She's right, she didn't even know we were here!" Aqua said, but her expression didn't back up her words. And Octavia won't meet Katniss eye.
There work continued on, drying and picking here and there as I watch over them, I want them to feel safe and secure and they seemed to be feeling safe with Katniss and me looking after them.
The scar topic shows its head, so since I was the stylist it was my call; I think its ridicules so I snort out a laugh through my nose, which catches the attention of Katniss and the rest of the prep-team.
"All of this over a little scar!" I said, which they somehow managed a smile.
"It's just a scar, who really care's but I think it's your call Katniss, it is your body." I said, and her eyes widen as though this was the first time someone cared about her option.
"I think its fine." She said, with a firm nod in thanks for her option of keeping it or not.
The prep-team huddles at the door, wanting to go to diner but I was having none of that if coin was going to put them through this just to embarrass them, she got another thing coming.
"Are they bringing your food here?" Katniss asked, looking towards the prep-team.
"No," says Venia. "We're supposed to go to a dining hall."
"Don't worry; I'll keep them in line." I whisper to Katniss, who gives me a grateful smile.
"I'll show you where it is," She says. "Come on."
The production of the stares and whisper's of our little crew are just like high school, like the time me and Megan got into that fight where we… lets not think about that time, cause in the end we were both half naked.
"Don't let them get to you, they just don't understand us." I say to my prep-team, and they gave me timid nods. I felt sorry for them, getting put through all this.
"Yes, just ignore them." Katniss nods.
We move through the food line, I had to show them how to use the scanner, and we took our rations of food, which today's menu was a grayish fish known as a grey mullet, an okra stew and a cup of water.
We sat with district twelve seeing the leers thirteen was giving the prep-team and me, Katniss wanted us to sit with her which I accepted in the place of the prep-team.
A women name leevy, gives a slight hello to us whom I returned a warm smile to her, not all of the people here are bad.
We come to sit with the everdeen's, and hawthorns, and my favorite hawthorn sits across from me. We eye each other, sizing each other up, him with a slight frown while me with a bright amused smile.
"We meet again Gale." I say, taking a bite out of my okra stew.
"It seems like it Diana." Gale replies with a suspicious look on his face, that I feel like laughing at, Katniss looks on between us as the prep-team just gives me a confused looks.
"How do you know each other?" Katniss asked, a question directed at me or Gale to answer, which I was happy to.
"Oh, you know bumped into each other in the hall, had a nice chat I think I put the fear of god into the boy." I said dismissingly like it was an everyday kind of meeting, looking straight at Gale who raised an eyebrow.
"The only thing that scared me was your face." He retorted, taking a sip of his water.
"Really, that's what I thought of your ugly mug to, scare some kids lately?" I replied, as I watch him chock on his water.
I thought he was going to have another smart comment but instead he had a wide smile on his face, it raised my suspension but I didn't show it, just kept my smile.
Hazel was a nice women I learned, she was a real caring women.
"Don't worry," She says. "Tastes better than it looks."
And Posy was the sweetest little child I have ever seen, I bet when she's grown the men will flock to her like a magnet.
She scoots along the bench to Octavia and touches her skin with her little fingers. "You're green. Are you sick?" She asked, and I would of died from a cuteness shot, I'm a sucker for cute things.
"It's a fashion thing, posy. Like wearing lipstick," Katniss tried to explain.
"It's meant to look pretty," whispers Octavia, tears threatening to boil over and I'm thankful for Posy's next words.
"I think you'd be pretty in any color," sweet little Posy says.
"If you want to impress Posy, you'll have to dye yourself bright pink, that's her favorite color." Gale says, taking a mouthful of fish.
"Really pink, you know my favorite color is purple, want to know why." I ask Posy leaning towards her, seeing as she's across from me on Gale's left, and she gives an excited nod.
"It outline's a rainbow!" I tell her, and watch as she squeals out her little giggles.
Before long I see Cinna, getting his line of food, and my heart skips a beat seeing him in a black buttoned down shirt opened at the top to make a v shape at his neck, with medium gray pants, with sutor mantellassi brown shoes.
"Cinna!" it came out a squeal, and I almost died of embarrassment as I hear Katniss snicker in her cup of water, the prep-team was trying to suppress their giggles by trying to eat but that wasn't working.
But Cinna didn't seem to notice a thing, as he came smiling over it was strange to see him without his golden outlines but he was still handsome.
And sat on the empty part of the bench that was on my right, he looked tired probably from making the armor for the soldiers.
"now how was your day?" I asked, leaning my arm on the table but catching it in my stew, staining my dark green poet shirt—a loose fitted blouse, with full bishops sleeves with small frills on the front and cuffs, all down the forearm on my left arm.
"Owe!" I groaned out, but Cinna helped me try to get out the worst stains as the others snickered, either from finding it funny or how Cinna was helping me like a true gentlemen, I'm thinking half-an-half but the major of the two would be the later.
"Back when I was in college, I kept spilling food all over myself there was these stairs you had to walk down, but they always waxed them right before lunch, twenty-five percent got down food intact, the seventy-five percent weren't so lucky!" Cinna said, making us laugh I love that about him he makes things alright.
"So you weren't one of the lucky ones." I teased him, as we wiped as much as we could get off.
"You weren't allowed to eat in the classroom, in fear of clothes getting ruined, so I just decided to eat in the bathroom, well basically that's where everyone ate, made a club out of it really." Cinna chuckled, a grin on his face as the rest of us laughed.
"What else did you do in college?" I asked interested in his college days, I haven't finished school yet and might never will. A large grin plays on his lips, an evil glint in his eyes that reveals the madman I came to know… and fell for.
"On the first day, my friend Sizzle decided to smoke a pipe and respond to each point the professor makes by waving it around and saying "quit right, old bean." Cinna said, as we all went into a fit of giggles.
"What did the teacher do?" Posy asked, through a hand over mouth while giggling.
"Well, somehow he got me in trouble to!" Cinna went on.
"Cinna in trouble, I would never have thought." Katniss said sarcastically, which gained a wide smile from Cinna, and another round of hysteric laughter around the table.
"Well we had to stay behind, and Sizzle being Sizzle decided to wear earmuffs while the teacher gave us a lecture, and every few minutes, he would as the teacher to speak louder, and that was how it went, he would always drag me into staying after with him, but I gained a lot of experience from it though." He finished a fawn smile on his face, that had me entranced.
"Well it seemed like you had a good time." Hazel said, still chuckling in her stew.
"It was one of the memorable times in my life." He agreed, standing up to go.
"Do you want to come with me?" Cinna asked me, offering a hand, and the giggling continued as I excepted and took his hand, while we were walking when I threw a glare over my shoulder which in truth just made them laugh more.
~Piper pov~
I visit Finnick at least once a day, seeing as it helps in his recuperation and it also seems to calm him, having a piece of Maryanne with him.
He likes to listen about his "little fish" as he calls her; apparently she wasn't open with him about her past. She must have been scared to say the wrong thing, that's how she is always careful, steps lightly, doesn't step on anybody and draws away from conflict, and loud voices she hates when voices are raised.
I make special trips during rest time, to see my favorite little rug-rats or as I start calling them my dumplings, or at least the girls for Wick I call him rookie.
From training, to the class room on schedule it's tiring, and shooting a hand gun is a new experience.
For now I'm with Finnick, he's not such a bad guy and the way he talk about Maryanne is like poetry, just like the one for his interview.
"Finnick I got a question for you." I said while we were walking around; he's doing great in recovery.
"What is it love?" He said in curiosity, as he offers me a sugar cube he magically found, aka he flirted with a higher up female solider.
"Thank you" I said, popping it into my mouth.
"What was it like in the arena, well like your feeling's on the whole things?" I asked, thinking about mine, it was scary but I didn't feel the whole impact of it all seeing as I was out of most of the action.
"I'll tell you mine, if you tell me a secret love!" Finnick said flirtatiously, grin on his face.
"Well Beetee is creating you a trident." I tell him, in a way that was a secret since he doesn't know about it yet.
"Really love?" Interest clear in his voice.
"I told you a secret now its your turn." I said, a grin on my lips now to.
"I was scared, not for myself but for my little fish, truth was I didn't intend for Katniss to win." he said, to my total shock.
"You love her very much." I whispered, searching his face for what I don't know.
"Much more." was his sober reply.
After walking we come across a decked out Katniss, she was really dolled up and uncomfortable.
Finnick came to stand behind her intending to scare her I think, but it didn't work.
"They'll either want to kill you, kiss you, or be you." Finnick said to her.
So she turns her gaze to us, and I get a full view of her she looks beautiful but this wasn't Katniss, and I could tell by Diana's and Cinna`s expressions they had no part or no say in this.
"Well aren't you a sight." I tell her, eyeing her up and down as she gets this upset look on her face like she's sick.
"I don't know who I am anymore." She whispers to me, looking down at her shoes.
"Well I'm with you there, this whole thing is so stupid and what was that cheesy line again: "people of panem, we fight, we dare, and we end our hunger for justice!" I can't stop laughing at the end, and katniss gives me an unimpressed look.
"Ok, ok not funny." I say, sobering up, but can't stop snickering now and again and Finnick wasn't helping either, chuckling softly behind me.
"Not the best speech ever there love." Finnick, managed to get out with such a serious face that I was dumb-struck in how he did it.
"What else do I say then!" katniss burst out angrily.
"How about something simple like "the sparks been lit, and it's spreading" I offered, and she seemed to recognize it.
"That's what Maryanne said, and Diana and also you." Katniss said, as it was dawning on her.
"Well love, its better then that silly baby talk that they had you saying before." Finnick said backing me up, I come to see him as a perfect dream boyfriend, dang Maryanne was lucky.
"Fine!" Katniss relented, coming to terms that it was better and won't let her seem too stupid.
"Now go for it!" I cheered her on.
"ALSO BE YOURSELF!" I yelled to her, as she gives me an unsure look.
And with my presents things changed, Katniss didn't yell out with anger or did she say those that silly speech, no she looked so mature, aged and calm, as she glanced at me then to Finnick and back towards Diana and Cinna and the prep-team that were forced to stage off screen and out of the room, but that didn't seem to stop them from watching from the window and wishing Katniss good luck.
She clenched the bow at her side; she stood tall and strong not looking towards the cameras no she was looking towards us, the people that care about katniss everdeen not the mockingjay.
Her voice wasn't loud or fierce; no it was empowering, strong, crystal clear.
"The sparks been lit, and its spreading!" She said firmly, so that her words were meant to be heard.
The room fell quiet, Haymitche's bellowing laughs rebound off the walls as I turn to see him standing next to Diana looking in from the window.
"And that, my friends, is how a revolution gets started!" I could hear him, as he loops an arm around Diana's shoulder and squeezes her to his side, I could see she was uneasy but keeps a smile on her face.
"Couldn't have said it better." Finnick says a cheeky grin on his face as he gives Katniss a wink.
Yesterday is over and done, I spent most of my morning with Thresh and my dumplings and rookie, Thresh and me see it as though we're back in district eleven, Thresh is so caring and gentle with the kids, letting Quelling and Jinx sit on his shoulders while pulling the kids along with strips of fabric Diana gave me, tied to his waist as rookie held onto the end.
While I taught Poppy and Rue paddy-cake, all through the while till me and Thresh hand to go to the meeting, I kept thinking "he is such a great man".
When the time rolled around for us to go to command, we were joined by Vulpix who was saying goodbye to a nice auburn haired man, with brownish red eyes that could rival Finnick in the looks department, and when I confronted her on this she just stuttered out that they were friends… friends my butt.
We gathered around a big table that could easily hold fifty people, in command there was president coin,with Megan at her side, Cinna and Diana and their prep-team, Haymitch that sat on Diana's left, and Cinna sat on her other side there was Gale, leevy and greasy sue, I take my seat next to Vulpix as Thresh takes her other side. Finnick comes in and wheels Beetee in accompanied by Dalton from district ten. And a guy named Boggs. Finnick come to sit next to me on my other side, seeing as the doctors say he's more aware around me, and I am guilt ridden when I see Thresh's face turn red as though he's jealous, I smoothed things over saying we were just friends and that he was Maryanne's friend so he was also mine.
The first order of business is the showing of the footage taken of yesterday, say what the meaning behind it and all.
The way I see it was nothing like neither the book nor the movie, she stands tall, head held high an indifferent look on her face that said "this is what I'm saying you can listen or not I don't care, but I'm still saying it" her stance was firm like when she's hunting, her bow at the ready by her side, and there was a sort of glint in her eye that spoke wisdom beyond her again.
And the words were spoken "the sparks been lit, and its spreading" in such a voice that was so powerful, yet filled with suffering that she must of felt like all the districts on reaping day, it spoke to me, of how I felt on that day when Rue's name was called and I volunteered.
"All right." Haymitch says when it's over; there was a shit-eating grin on his face to the accomplishment of how it turned out.
But president coin didn't seem pleased along with some of the other district thirteen people.
"You didn't use the speech we gave you." president coin said in a dark voice aimed at katniss who didn't seem to care.
"She would have looked ridicules if she used your slogan." Vulpix said at my side, who didn't flinch when president coin glared at her.
"Who told you to even use that line anyway?" president coin demanded from Katniss, who kept her lips sealed.
"I did." I said standing up, and taking the full force of president coins daggers aimed at me.
"And who authorized you to do that?" president coin barked harshly, that made me wince.
"I gave her a choice, something no one seems to be doing lately." I said, as the room fell silent.
"Thank you darling for not making a fool out of us." Haymitch complemented, he seems nice in some ways, I like him.
"Now what did you see, that was different then your stupid slogan?" Haymitch asked, looking around at us.
"It was Katniss." Diana said simply.
"She had her choice of how she wanted it." Cinna adds on, and smiled over at Diana who tried to hide her blush.
"Unscripted, yes!" says Beetee, as he reached over to pat Katniss's hand. "So we should just leave you alone, right?" People laugh, katniss even managed a smile.
"We should send her out into combat." Diana states out calmly, making a hush fall over us.
"What do you mean?" Katniss asked as though shocked that Diana would suggest such a thing.
"Katniss I would never want to hurt you or send you into danger needlessly." Diana says, and I know what she's getting at we may not like it, but it was for things to play out.
"Then what do you mean?" Katniss replied back, still in shock.
"If you're out there, you have a better chance for protecting your family, and to find Peeta." Diana speaks calmly, as though she practiced.
Katniss seemed to grasp this fact, and saw the logic in it, president coin on the other hand.
"That's exactly what I was going to suggest," cuts in Haymitch. "Put her out in the field and just keep the cameras rolling."
"But people think she's pregnant," Gale points out.
"Well spread the word that she lost the baby from the electrical shock in the arena," Plutarch replies. "Very sad. Very unfortunate."
"Wait, wait, wait a minute!" I said, standing up drawing attention to myself once again.
"This is Katniss decision, we should give her the freedom of choice." I said, making sure I have everyone's attention on that fact.
"I want to go," Katniss says, quickly. "I'm no help to the rebels here."
"Make sure you get some footage. You can use that, anyway," Katniss added.
"I think someone should go with her, like a little group or squad?" Diana suggest, wanting Katniss the safest she could be.
President coin, considers this as she walks around the room to come to stare at the map on the wall.
"Take her into eight this afternoon, there was a bombing this morning, but the raid seems to have run its course. I want her armed with a squad of bodyguards. Camera crew on the ground. Haymitch, you'll be airborne and in contact with her. Let's see what happens there." coin says.
"Anything else?" she asked eyeing us.
No one spoke another word.
~Diana pov~
Cinna along with myself helped apply Cinna`s body armor design, a helmet of interwoven metal that fits close to the head. The materials supple, like fabric, and can be drawn back like a hood in case I don't want it up full-time. A vest to reinforce the protection over her vital organs. A small white earpiece that attaches to the ear color by a wire. Cinna secures a mask to her belt that that she doesn't have to wear if there's no gas attack.
"If you see anyone dropping for reasons you can't explain, put it on immediately," Cinna says, stealing Beetee's line in the book.
Finally Cinna signals me to strap on a sheath divided into three cylinders of arrows to her back. "Just remember: right side, fire. Left side, explosive. Center, regular. You may not need them, but better safe then sorry." Cinna managed to get a small smirk on her face.
And we accompany her down to airborne division. Just as we arrive, Finnick odair appears in a state of agitation with Piper trailing after him, and if I already didn't think Cinna was the most handsome man on earth or that Finnick was technically Maryanne's boyfriend, I would be all over that.
"Katniss, they won't let me go! I told them I'm fine, but they won't even let me ride in the hovercraft!" Finnick exclaimed.
"Finnick, your in no state of going any where." Piper said, arms crossed at his side.
"Besides, Beetee designed that trident for you and you should go try it out!" She told him firmly, and he seemed to relent.
"Right. Of course. I guess I better get down there," He says, and I don't know what to feel in what's going to happen next.
"Finnick?" Katniss says. "Maybe some pants?"
He looks down at himself, as though just relishing that he's just wearing a hospital gown. Then he whips off his hospital gown, leaving him in just his underwear.
I didn't get to see anything as Cinna puts his hands over my eyes, but I did hear Piper's startled gasp.
~Piper pov~
Then he whips off his hospital gown, leaving him in just his underwear. I admit Maryanne is one lucky girl. I gasp and try to look away or close my eyes but, this is a once and a lifetime opportunity then he's all Maryanne's and I go straight back to Thresh.
"Why? Do you find this"—he strikes a ridiculously provocative pose—"distracting?" He asked.
"Yes!" I blurt out, causing Katniss and Cinna to laugh, Diana couldn't really tell what was going on seeing as Cinna was working as a blindfold.
"Don't want her to get hooked does he?" I thought.
"I'm only human, odair." Katniss says, before we're all parted from seeing Katniss.
"Well we have to go and create the most amazing dress yet!" Diana said, still blindfolded by Cinna as he lead's her away.
"Well, don't expect us to be too impressed. We just saw Finnick odair in his underwear!" I called after her.
"YOU DID, I SAW NO ACTION!" I heard Diana yell back, while Cinna laughing in the background on the way down.
"Come on, lets go get you some cloths." I said to Finnick, taking hold of his arm.
"I don't know love, I think this look suits me." He says with a cheeky grin.
"And what would Maryanne say?" I bite down on the inside of my cheek as his face fell.
"Come on." I say softly, leading him to special weaponry.
But I stop in my tracks, I forgot, I stupidly forgot a vital piece of information from the book that could of saved the people and I forgot.
~Diana pov~
"Who said coin was the only one to make plans?" I thought in my head, as a secret smile forms on my lips.
I planed ahead of the bombing in district eight thanks to the mockingjay book of Maryanne's, as I speak the hospital of refuges are being evacuated out of the bombing area.
All in secret of course, thanks to the cooperation of Haymitch and a few other higher up's they have been sent words before hand to worn district eight on the bombing.
And as I help Cinna, on a few details on a dress that looks more like a wedding dress?
I look up to the small box tee-vee, the view of Katniss bag red face hurts deep.
"Fire is catching!" Katniss shouted, pointing at the burning hospital but thank god the camera man swaps angle's to show the group of escorted refuges, that were being boarded on the side lines.
Cinna switches off the camera, and turns to smile at me "We did it, we officially changed fate!" Cinna says, coming to pick me up and spin me around making me laugh.
"I think we changed that a long time ago." I tell him as he set's me down.
"You changed a lot of things you know." He said, giving me an unreadable expression.
"I changed a few things here and there nothing special." I denied, waving the complement away feeling flattered and embarrassed at the same time.
"No, you helped Katniss and Peeta when they needed it most. You got into contact with inside help; you saved Five tributes during the hunger games. You helped to save Katniss, Portia, the prep-team and those people in district eight, you did that!"
"But also you made me fall in love with you—" my mouth gone dry, my knees became weak, and I was getting dizzy on my feet in hearing those words— "Since the day we started working together, I felt something I didn't know what it was really, over time, I started to see you in a different way not just as a work associate or a fellow rebel, I have got used to your enchanting laugh, your chocolate colored eyes, the way your nose crinkles when you disagree with something. Or the way you take charge, and how you think before planning and a since of calmness, the way I want to be there for you when you worry or have a troubled mined"
"How it's so easy to talk to you without it being forced, or the way your face dimples up when you smile, or how you let no one push you around, yet keep your mind open to others. How you speak out on your thoughts, how you see everyone one and the same. You could have seen us in anyway, where you come from but you treated the people from the capitol as they are. You take respect in yourself as you did everyone else, take responsibility you didn't have to—" I just stared at him as he brought me in his arms as if I was paralyzed "—how you can take everyone's fears away, just by being in there presents, or how your really scary when your mad—" I give a quiet laugh hanging onto each word he spoke "— how you're sweet with children, or your sarcastic comments, the way you tease, or how you adjusted to this world, what I'm getting at is, there's a reason you're here, to change our fates, to save people that would have been long gone, I fell in love with Diana hangerman, and it might be moving to fast or come to a shock or you might not accept but—" He trailed off, words hanging in the air, as he fiddled around in his pocket.
"W-what is it Cinna?" I whispered to him, holding onto his brown vest, in fear of fainting but I'm sure Cinna would catch me.
He slowly made eye contact with mine, I stared at those natural leaf green eyes, that hade a hint of golden sun light flickering through the green, those same eyes I trust and love so much.
He slowly pulled out a circular wooden box, no bigger then a golf ball. He held it out for me to take and I took it in my shaky hands, I never been this nerves in my life, not before I came to this world or after till now.
I slowly opened the lid; there was a white-gold-floral studded ring, with a blue center stone, with much smaller one's that hade two going down long ways on each side.
"C—cinna w-what—" my mined was working a mile a minute—me meeting Cinna—Cinna finding out about me being from another world—starting an inside rebellion—meeting Katniss and Peeta and seeing Piper that I thought I wouldn't ever see again—saving Piper and her friends—savoring my time with Cinna—knowing my feelings for Cinna—the quarter quell where I see Katniss along with Maryanne—Cinna and mine's escape from the closet from the capitol in disguise—finding out Maryanne was captured—being in district thirteen—saving the hospital in eight—Cinna`s feelings for me right now—I look back up to look Cinna in the eyes, and all I see there is pure raw love, that must be matching mine.
"That ring, was given to me by my grandmother before she died, and she said when the time came I would know what to do with it… and now I know—" He took the ring back with nimble fingers, and took it out of the box, and got down on one knee and looked up to me, my eyes weren't trained on the ring my eyes were trained on his.
"Diana hangerman—will you do me the honor of marrying me, Cinna pontmercy… and becoming my wife" Cinna asked, the honesty, love, trust, attraction and heart I felt for him. I was over come with words, chocking on my own tears that were spilling down my face, I didn't bother to answer. I thrown myself at him and kiss his lips fiercely running my hands through his hair. He was startled, and just held me by my waist not knowing to go forwards or not, till finally cupping my face to bring my face closer to deepen the kiss, the need for air took over, and we begrudgingly broke apart.
"Is that a yes?" Cinna asked breathlessly, a grin on his face, he said it so innocently that I just had to kiss him again..and so I did.
"What do you think?" I whispered in his ear as I finished kissing him.
"I say we got to finish us up a wedding dress." Cinna replied, a grin still on his face as I gasp.
"What made you so sure I would say yes?" I questioned, a grin playing on my lips even though I was trying to look upset, it seemed like Cinna was amused.
"Portia." came the simple reply.
"Of course" I hummed, thinking up our wedding already—my wedding.
~how many thought they seen this coming? I thought it was going to be Maryanne and Finnick first, but I surprised myself! ~well review look up my friend mere888.