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Finnick Odair

The President requested to see me outside. The air was cool and crisp and almost peaceful until I saw Snow. I slowly walked towards him. He greeted me with the nod of the head and started walking towards his garden in slow, long strides, with me at his sides with my hands in my pockets

"You know Finnick. Annie is looking quite well, she seems to have enchanted the Capitol once more." Snow's eyes looked into mine, I saw a dark and scary abyss. I tried to look away and stare at the ugly roses. How ironic, to most people the rose represented beauty and purity, but all I saw was snow.

I set my jaw. "Well she is quite good at acting, she still has her… problems. Like her nightmares."

"Well where she is going she won't be needing sleep." He said smoothly.

"No!" I half shouted, and tore at his arm. He couldn't do that to her! Not like that! Rage tore through me. I knew I couldn't threaten him with the secrets now. I realized the whole secret idea was stupid and I half wished I had never done it. I thought helplessly what to do.

The Presidents eyes went to my tight grasp on his arm. I quickly let go. "Well… I suppose we could work out an agreement… you are still as popular as even. Perhaps you could come and visit the Capitol twice as much as you do."

I swallowed hard. "Fine. I'll do it." Double shifts. What was I going to tell Annie?

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"You did it." I whispered onto Annie's shoulder. She was very distracting, keeping me happy and not think about my 'arrangement' with the President. "You're going home."

We were still dressed in our formal wear, peering out of the wide windows of the train and watching the Capitol whiz past us. I felt Annie sigh in relief. I sat down on the couch in her room. I suddenly felt exhausted, but the look on Annie's face said she could climb a mountain if she wanted too.

"You're tired." Annie stated and her face peered into my view.

"A little." I mumbled.

"Well…" Annie smiled and pulled away "You better get to bed Mister Odair, a few days and we'll be home."

I quickly grabbed her face and kissed it softly, "Okay. Only if you come with me." I frowned "And don't call me 'mister' you make me sound old."

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Annie Cresta

Three days later the oceans of District 4 came into view. I smiled widely and Finnick clasped my shoulder. My heart quickened when I saw lights flashing around the town square. They were celebrating. District 4 was partying. And boy did District 4 know what they were doing. I could hear music blasting, even though I was coming out of the train. I could picture the citizens dancing to the old violin music, holding large cups of foam alcoholic beverages. Four was a very busy district with all of its demand for seafood, but when we got breaks we spent the starry nights dancing or joking around at bonfires. It was awesome.

People cheered and greeted us as we walked out. Most people wouldn't look me in the eyes. Why? Was it because they thought I was crazy?

I desperately looked around for my grandpa, but he was nowhere in sight. He must be lost in the crowd. I searched and politely shoved my way through looking for him with Finnick right behind me, but we had no luck.

"He probably is at you house," Finnick suggested, "He must have known it would be very busy out, that's probably what Mags did too."

So we made our way back home. What if something happened to him when he was working? He doesn't need to work anymore, but he says he does it for the fun of it…

"Annie, are you okay?" Finnick asked.

I looked up realizing we were almost at my house "Yes… yea sorry, I just must have been lost it my own thoughts."

"Don't worry. Everything will be fine."

We made our way up the steps to the door, I didn't even bother knocking. The familiar door creaked open…

And nothing.

He wasn't there, sitting in the brown chair he always sat in.

"Grandpa?" I called out, hoping he would just be in the bathroom or something. But the only sound was Finnick's breathing and the distant sound of the waves and celebrating.

"He might be at Mags." Finnick told me. "Maybe the victors are having a little surprise party for you."

I slowly nodded and my stomach churned. Mags house was a few houses over so it took a little while, hers was the only light on. Most of the victors were probably at the town square, but it looked like the entire Victor Village had been abandoned. Maybe they were all at Mags' house like Finnick said.

Finnick knocked loudly before barging in. Mags was standing up "I-I'm sorry I didn't get to come and pick you guys up." Her speech was getting slightly better.

"No it's fine!" I said rushing over to her and giving her a hug. "Have you seen my grandpa?"

Mags gave us a pained looked. "You probably want to sit down."

I slowly sat down on her old green chair, not sure what to say. Not sure what to do.

"Your grandfather… has… passed away."

My grandpa… fisherman… greying hair and green eyes… like me… he always was smiling… he had a chipped front tooth… those little imperfections made him my grandpa… he was dead… dead. Dead. Dead!

Finnick Odair

Annie completely shut down. Tears streamed down her face and her hands were clenched but she made no movement to move/speak.

"What?!" I croaked.

Mags garbled a few words. "How did it happened?!" I demanded.

She looked down "They say suicide. I say the Capitol."

My hand went to my throat. Poor Annie. Poor. Felix. This was my entire fault! I never ever should have done those things with her. I never should have… never should have what? Cared for her? No. I thought I was incapable of love.

I grabbed Annie's shoulders "Annie? Annie?! Speak to me!" I begged. "Come on little mermaid. Speak."

She didn't say a word.

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Felix Cresta. Died at the age of 72. A loved one. A father. A grandpa. A friend.

Annie stared heartbreakingly at the little box that held her grandfather's ashes. She hadn't uttered a word until the funeral. She made a sad speak, and broke down in the middle of it.

She spread his ashes into the ocean. "It's what he would have wanted." Annie whispered. Her throat tight, I think she ran out of tears. "He practically l-lived in the ocean."

Annie opened the box and threw the ashes into the air, the wind caught it and blew it into the blue waters. It was such a sad sight to see, my chest burned.

Later at the reception at Mags' house people came and went, hugging Annie, and apologizing for her loss. She would accept the apologises in a trance like matter, like she was sleepwalking. When almost all of the people left I sat next to Annie on a bench. Arrangements had been made. Her father Nathan was still in jail, no matter how hard we tried they wouldn't let us bail him out. 'The law was the law' they told us. Annie didn't want to stay in her old house alone, she Mags let her in with open arms. My mother would have let her live with us… well her and Opal, I would be at the Capitol for a long time.

"He knew." Annie whispered to me. "Snow figured it o-out."

We both silently knew what would be happening. We didn't want other people we loved to die.

It was over.

Annie stood up first and walked outside so we wouldn't be watched by Mags or my family members.
"G-goodbye Finnick." Tears streamed down Annie's face, I was sure I looked the same.

I hugged her tightly one last time. "Goodbye little mermaid."

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So there you have it. The very sad ending.

Just kidding! I wouldn't do that. I'm probably going to do 'part two' which will be Katniss' games/ Catching Fire. If you have any good titles please let me know!

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