Train Journey
Finnick is supposed to be helping myself and Andy but Andy is in his own compartment so it's just me and Finnick. I rest my head on his lap, not helping the tears that stream down my face and he strokes my hair softly and soothes me. "Remember when you sang me Deep in the Meadow when I told you I had to go. You said everything would be alright and it will be. I've been through this Annie and you're coming out of here alive." He whispers.
"But it won't be, will it. I'm going to die in a week's time and there's nothing anyone can do." I reply.
"Don't say that. I won't let you." He whispers.
"It's true. What can you do Finnick?" I say looking into his eyes. Those beautiful eyes.
"Everything. You're coming out. I can't lose you again; I've missed you so much." He says and I smile slightly. I'm in Finnick Odair's arms and he's telling me he's missed me, it just seems too good to be true. I suppose it is because it will never last, I'm dead in a week and he doesn't like me like that!
"I missed you too. I never thought I'd get to see you again. It's crazy we knew each other for a week but it seems like much longer. You've grown up now." I say quietly still crying.
"I missed you more. I looked forward to the reaping every year just to see you. You've grown up so much too; I need to stop thinking of you as that twelve year old girl."
Something crosses my mind, "Finnick, remember all those years back and you were about to tell me something. What was it?" I ask staring into his green eyes that are as stunning as ever, inches away from his pale lips.
"DINNER'S READY!" I hear the escort call, again we're interrupted. I stand up and so does he. He puts out his hand and I hold it for comfort as we walk along the carriages in silence.