โ„‚๐•™๐•’๐•ก๐•ฅ๐•–๐•ฃ ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿก

Background color
Font
Font size
Line height

" ๐‘Šโ„Ž๐‘–๐‘™๐‘’ ๐‘–๐‘š ๐‘‘๐‘ฆ๐‘–๐‘›๐‘” โ„Ž๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘’ ๐‘ก๐‘œ๐‘›๐‘–๐‘”โ„Ž๐‘ก, ๐‘ ๐‘ก๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘Ÿ๐‘–๐‘›๐‘” ๐‘”๐‘œ๐‘œ๐‘‘๐‘๐‘ฆ๐‘’ ๐‘–๐‘› ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘“๐‘Ž๐‘๐‘’. ๐‘†๐‘Ž๐‘ฆ๐‘–๐‘›๐‘” '๐ผ ๐‘™๐‘œ๐‘ฃ๐‘’ ๐‘ฆ๐‘œ๐‘ข' ๐‘‡๐‘œ๐‘œ ๐‘™๐‘Ž๐‘ก๐‘’ "
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~||~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

I said goodbye to my friends at the capital, going on tour was hard. Finnick and Johanna sent me letters throughout the trip as we all wrote back.

Id break down at every district after my speech. These innocent children. Dead because of me.

The last destination was my district, four. That's where Finnick and I would see each other again. But that's where all the memories with Gage are..

My best friend. But I'll see my parents again. I always try to look on the bright side in times like these.

"We'll be at District four in an hour Vic" I hear mags voice behind me as I stare out at the window.

She takes my silence and leaves me alone. I lean my head against the window as I can see my reflection clearly.

The reflection of a young girl, who in her eyes has seen nothing but death, violence, is she a murder or a survivor.

I close my eyes in time for things around to go dark then light peers back in and I see the crashing waves of district four. I smile softly at the sight.

So many great memories there. So many great star watchings there. Gage. I look away at the thought. Is it my fault he died. My fault he's no longer here.

Moments later mags comes back in, "we're here." She comes over and holds her hand out to me, I glance over and take it in hers and look up to face her, "I see such a brave, strong woman in front of me dear. I know it's hard. But I know you can get through this. You're not alone."

I wearily smile at mags and hug her meaningfully, "thank you mags.. for being the best mentor anyone could possibly get"

This causes her to smile and she squeezes my hand as she leads me out.

I can hear the crowd shout my name of all the people I remember. The town folk. I'm blinding for a few seconds as the doors open and I walk out as I smile softly at the crowds around that are wanting my autograph and pictures and to speak to me, I look around a bit frantically. There I spot Finnick smiling at me, I gasp a bit and run towards him as I hold onto him tightly he spins me around and places me back on the ground looking deep into my eyes, "god I missed you"

I smile softly and kiss his cheek, "I missed you the most fish boy" I say as he smiles

Looking around I try to find my parents as my smile fades and so does Finnicks, "fin.. my parents."

Finnick looks at me with those eyes, the ones that I know what he's saying. Snow did kill them...I thought maybe it was a threat. but he did. He made it look like an accident too. The house set on fire.

I could feel tears form in my eyes and Finnick takes this as a sign for us to walk away from the crowds.

One more wave goodbye as hand in hand Finnick and I walk along the street edges.

"I want to see it." I choke out. I want to see the house I grew up in.

He knows what I'm saying and stops turning to me, "okay vic but promise me, you'll meet me at the victors sign at six sharp?"

I nod slowly as I make my way to the house.

~

Pieces of the house lay everywhere. I could still see the old couch the family would snuggle in on cold nights. Make out the kitchen where my brother and I would bake with mom. I could still hear the laughter. The singing my mom once sung to us. I could hear my dad tell us to slow down as we ran through the halls.

The winds blew through my hair, I can see the blanket that was on my brother bed. The way we left it when he was reaped.

I could feel the tears run down my face as I brush my hands against my jeans I felt a bulge. I took out what was in my pocket to see the token. The waved pin that was Gages moms.. Gage.

I look back at the house to watch and see Gage trying to wake me up every morning. Oh how annoying he was I smile a bit. I could see us laughing and joking as we walked in and out of the house together.

The waves crashing into the sand in the distance, I remember the day before the reaping.. Our confessions that if we were reaped.

I fell to the ground as I buried my face in my hands at the thoughts. Yeah my parents may have been broken but they were what I had left of home.. of the good times. Of the good days.

Just for a moment, a second. What I would give to be in those times again. Those moments with the people I love again.

~

Hours fly by as I sit on the sand, I kept myself in a ball as I dig my toes in the sand and the cool salty breeze flows through my hair. I look out at the ocean and I hear a pair of footsteps to my side. Gage?

I look over to see Finnick, he sighs as he sits next to me. "Vic."

"I don't know how I'm going to move on Finnick.. what purpose is there for me anymore."

Finnick looks out at the waves as well as he looked honestly breathtaking as the breeze went through his hair, "everyone has seen it vic. You're alive for a reason. To make some difference."

"What is it that everyone sees in me that I don't. That I never have."

"Hope." Finnicks words ring through my mind. "They see you and they see hope for the future Vic. You could change things"

"But how" I look at Finnick

"I don't know yet. But what I do know is I see it too. You're strong. The most badass woman I've met. You're not just our hope, you're panems hope."

He and I stay starring at each other's eyes and then I look back at the sea, I lay my head against his shoulder as I take in his words.

Could that be true? Do people see hope in me.

Could I actually make a ๐”ป๐•š๐•—๐•—๐•–๐•ฃ๐•–๐•Ÿ๐•”๐•–.

You are reading the story above: TeenFic.Net