It Isn't Goodbye
We sit together on the train that is heading back into the Capitol, just me and Finnick. Mags said she was tired and is asleep in another compartment but I want to spend all my time with Finnick. He embraces me tightly.
"You'll survive, right Finnick? You've just got to. I already know you will." I say as he combs his fingers through my hair.
"I don't know Annie; this isn't just an ordinary Games. These people are stronger than me, smarter. This is goodbye, for good." he says kissing me deeply on the lips.
"No don't say that Finnick. You can't give up already; I'll not manage if you die. This isn't goodbye, you'll win, I'll keep you alive!" I say my arms around him.
"I'll try Annie but most of them will be much younger and fitter than me." he says.
"Younger and more naive. You can outsmart them all Finn, you can set up traps, make alliances. The sponsors love you; I'll make sort them all out for you. Don't worry, you can win this Finn!" I say keeping as clam as possible which is very hard.
"What about Mags though? Only one can come out and I can't let Mags die. She's helped me for so long, after everything I've been through." he says. This is a dilemma. I bite my lip not knowing what to say to this, though ultimately it's my, as Finnick's mentor's decision. I'm the one who sorts out the sponsors. Oh no, what will I do? I just start crying on his shoulder, still petrified. He has to make it out alive. He just has to. He's strong, he's clever. He'll try for me won't he?