I am soooo sorry I haven't updated. I had my birthday, and friends over, and craziness. But now I will be updating more regularly. But here you go!
I open my eyes, and my broken arm is throbbing. It has of course been throbbing since I broke it, but it is worse now. I moan slightly, causing Finnick to shoot awake. He looks around, and then at me. A mask of concern clouds his face.
"What's wrong?" he asks panicked, but sleepy.
"My arm. It's killing me." I whisper.
Just then, I here a twinkling coming from the above. Looking up, I see a silver parachute. I smile as I remember Cecily. She is looking out for me. The parachute lands on a branch above me, and I tear it away before it can slip to the ground. I open the case to see a clear bottle with give or take, about 20 pills in it.
A wide smile spread across my face. It is morphling, but in pill form. And this kind of morphling is a little different. It doesn't knock you out, just kills the pain.
I open the bottle, and dump two pills onto my palm. I am about to put them in my mouth, when the ground starts rumbling and all the animals start running towards the lake. I look at Finnick panicked, and he is already jumping from branch to branch to get to the ground. He screams at me to follow, and I do so.
The second I land, he grabs me, and we run. We leave behind the sleeping bag, not caring or remembering. Good thing I slept with my pack on. We follow the path the animals are taking. Soon ash is raining down over us, and I know what is happening. I learned about them in school back in 12.
"Volcano!" I shout. Finnick looks at me and nods. He is from 4, which he told me in training is very mountainess. The last volcano there was 2 years ago, and his family is still recovering.
All the sudden, we enter the field where the cornucopia sits, and I see the lava raining over the mountains. So this is the device they are using to bring us together. I see the other four tributes left, Darious and Katrina, and another district. They are on the top of the cornucopia, and Darious and Katrina are slaughtering the poor tributes.
Finnick and I decide that there is no where else to go as the tribute canons fire. Four left. Suddenly, I remember that I had dropped the pills and silently curse myself. We run to the cornucopia, and start to climb it but then Finnick says,
"Wait, the gold will melt and we'll be dead." I see the fear in his eyes, and nod my head. We start running for the lake.
Darious and Katrina must have the same realization, because just as the lava is about two yards from the cornucopia, they straight up just jump the 15 foot fall from the middle. They run as the burning magma chases them. Half of me wants them to burn so I don't have to face them, but the other half wants them to come and fight. Then there is more chance of Finnick winning. Or me. Who ever dies.
How can I think like that? I am not ready to give up Finnick. No, I never will be. He's grown on me. I haven't let myself acknowledge that, but it is true.
I look at Finnick, and make a in-the-moment decision. I take his face in my hands, and pull him to me. His lips me mine, causing all sorts of emotions to erupt. Sadness, hope, fear, and... Love.
I take in his musty scent, intoxicating and manly. His hands find my waste, and pull me flat against him. My soft, petite figure melds into his hard, muscled one. I wrap my arms around his neck as he slides his tongue into my mouth. I grip onto him for life, never wanting to let go. But I do. There is work to be done.
I pull away as he opens his eyes, panting. I am panting as I say, "Ready to be a Victor?"
He starts to object, because he knows I practically just said 'Ready to watch me die and have to live with it forever?' but Katrina chucks a knife at us in a fail attempt to thin the herd. Finnick dodges it and says, "Are you ready to be a Victor?"
We don't here the next knife whizzing through the air. Finnick is on the ground, clutching his shoulder as a knife sticks out of it. I react and help him up, telling him he's going to win. He is going to win. He will win. He has to.
I make a quick decision as I turn around and see Katrina and Darious, being swallowed by a wave of liquid fire. Their canons sound. It's me and Finn now.
I lean Finnick on my right side and run across the frozen lake, that is now melting. Blocks of ice are starting to drift about, and considering that the lake take up most of the arena, we have a ways to go if we want to get to the end of it.
We walk on the one strip of ice that ends in the middle of the lake. As we near the end, I look back and see that the lava stopped, and is now actually retreating. What.
I look down as I hear cracking, and see that the ice is breaking off. It is quite a large block, so I let Finnick sit down so I can remove the knife from his shoulder.
"Finnick, I am going to fix you up and it'll all be okay." I say as tears cloud my vision.
"Willow..." He starts but I put my finger on his lips.
"Not another word. It'll be okay." I say swallowing back sobs.
Pulling out the knife is not easy work. And the fact that I have to do it with one arm makes it worse. Finnick moans on the ground while I tinker with the knife, crying. What a sight we must be.
Finally, I manage to pull it out. Blood seeps out, making me gag. What was I expecting, sleeping syrup?
"Willow, I know I won't make it-" I cut him off by shouting,
"No! You are going to go home to your family! You are going to fall in love a lucky girl and die with them!" I couldn't hold back the sobs now, gosh I really have fallen for him.
"I already did fall in love." He says taking my hand in his. "And I am dying with them." I look down. He puts his finger under my chin making me look at him. "And I want you to know, I will always love you. Always."
I cry even harder, and hug him tightly. My throat has closed, and Finnick is rubbing circles on my back while 'shh'ing me.
I pull back slightly and look into his eyes. "I love you, too."
