Can't Let Go
"Finn." I whisper in the dark room. Tomorrow he enters the Games. All I've got left is tonight so I hold him tightly never wanting to let go. What if he doesn't survive? What will happen then?
"Yeah Annie?" he says quietly, putting his hands on my hips to pull me closer. I smile at the memory of the poem that he recited to his one true love. All the Capitol women thought it was them, they were wrong.
"I just want to know if you're still here. Don't ever leave me." I say.
"Now I can't promise that. I have to enter the Games tomorrow, but when I get out I'll stay with you forever and I'll never ever have to leave again." he replies as he pecks me on the lips quickly.
"You have to Finn. And when you do you come back we can go the District Four and live happily ever after, right?" I ask.
"Maybe, it's just we might not be able to get back there. You understand the rebellion Annie? Well some of the Districts have an arrangement. Though it doesn't matter I'll try to escape from the Arena and if I do we can live together, not in Four, but we'll be safe. No more worries. We'll get married. I'll be wearing a smart suit whilst you'll be in a beautiful white dress that flows down with a long trail. We'll have children, as many as we like and we'll never have to worry about them going into the Hunger Games. I'll tell you that I love you every day and we'll grow old together. We'll still love each other though, always." he says stroking my face but I see the tears stream down his face.
"You will get out, won't you Finn. You have to! Finn you're better than them all. You will win, please Finn promise. Swear on my life!" I tell him. He needs to.
"I don't know Annie." he says and I start crying. I punch the pillow, shaking with fear, anger, the screams of those I've watched die. He pulls my hands away from the pillow and soothes me telling me it will be ok. But if Finnick dies I'll not be able to carry on and it will never be ok again. But he will survive. Or at least that's what I'm clinging on to.