Two chapters in one night?! Woah! Hello, Lovelys! I hope you like chapter 11.
I sit on the ice as Finnick lays with his head on my lap, singing softly to me. It is an old song that most of the districts know. Katniss sung it in her Games. Except she sung it to the dying Rue.
Deep in the meadow
Under the willow
A bed of grass
A soft green pillow.
Lay down your head
And close your sleepy eyes.
And when again they open, the sun will rise.
Tears slowly drip down my face, as I comb Finn's hair with my fingers. His eyes are closed, and he just keeps singing the song over and over. I kiss his fore head, causing him to smile.
He opens his eyes, and keeps singing. His voice is low and musical. It could win over the heart of anyone.
We have been sitting here for an hour, shivering as he bleeds to death. I tried to reason with him, but he said the knife must have punctured a major vein if it hasn't stopped bleeding yet. Finnick sits up, causing more blood to gush as he does.
I press my hand to his shoulder, but he takes it in his and envelopes me in a never ending hug. I lay him down, on my right. He turns onto his side, and pulls me down to him. He cradles me, singing the song, stealing kisses as he does. I drift off, almost forgetting.
I am woken to a canon, and am soaking wet and shivering. I wonder who the unfortunate tribute was. Then I remember Finnick. I panic and see him next to me in the moonlight.
"Finnick! Finn! Don't leave me! Please! You can't go!" I start sobbing. My cries are cut short by the head Gamemaker.
"I present to you, Willow Everdeen, District 12. Victor of the 175th Hunger Games!" I cry even harder.
"Finnick come back!" I stop talking as my throat closes. Tears stream out. A latter drops from a hovercraft above, that I obviously hadn't noticed before. I don't touch it though. I just cling to Finnick.
A claw drops out of the same craft and latches on to the limp love of my life. I scream profanities at the claw for taking him. I give up and grab the latter with my right hand. I am frozen in place and taken up.
Immediately, a person in a white coat, who I assume is a doctor, injects me with morphling.
I wake up in a small room, wondering where I am. Who am I? Then I remember everything in a flash. My childhood. My first reaping. Getting reaped. The Capital. The arena. Finnick. I love Finnick. I need to find him. But I am restrained.
An avox comes into view, and I calm. I am not in the arena. I am safe. The avox pushes a button on a control panel, and the top of my bed is adjusted so I am sitting. The avox, who I now see is a girl, places a trey of food on my lap. Soup. Apple sauce. Water. That's it. It's okay, though. I don't really have much of an appetite.
I eat quietly. No words to speak. Then words pop up. "Where is-" I cut myself off as I remember the last night in the arena. A tear slides down my cheek. He's gone.
I wake up again, and the same avox gives me food. This happens three or four more times, and then finally I wake up and the restraints are gone.
I sit up, by myself, and find that my arm is fully healed. Wow. I swing my legs over the side of the hospital bed, and stand. My legs aren't wobbly at all. Double wow.
I walk around the room for a minute, making sure that I am not going to fall over. Well I more of mope around the room mindlessly. I can't get over Finnick.
The same avox comes again, and hands me a black outfit. I jump back as I realize it is the clothes from the arena.
"Like hell I am wearing that again!" I yell at her. I scream at the avox until Cecily enters the room, congratulating me.
"You can leave now, avox." She says coldly.
"I am not wearing that, Cecily." I say pointing at the abomination.
"You have to wear it to meet Putra." She tells me.
"Ugh."
Yes, short chapter, but next chapter will be goos. Trust me. Now some explaining. The story stops and picks up after the victory tour.
