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" ๐ผ ๐‘˜๐‘›๐‘œ๐‘ค ๐‘ค๐‘’ ๐‘ค๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘’๐‘›'๐‘ก ๐‘๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘“๐‘’๐‘๐‘ก ๐‘๐‘ข๐‘ก ๐‘–๐‘ฃ๐‘’ ๐‘›๐‘’๐‘ฃ๐‘’๐‘Ÿ ๐‘“๐‘’๐‘™๐‘ก ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘–๐‘  ๐‘ค๐‘Ž๐‘ฆ ๐‘“๐‘œ๐‘Ÿ ๐‘›๐‘œ ๐‘œ๐‘›๐‘’. "

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ย  "I made each one of your weapons specifically for each one of you, your signature weapon if I may say" beetee speaks as he refers to Gage, Gale, Katniss, Finnick and I.

"Now follow me, Finnick, your weapon is the trident of course, take a feel for it." He says as Finnick steps up and grazes his hand upon the very detail shinning silver trident.

I watched as Finnick twirls it around and mutters, "it feels amazing, perfect for killing snow." He chuckles under his breath as I catch and only slightly giggle at his words, he seems to notice and he and I lock eyes. His eyes filled with amusement as I giggled from his remark and I gave him a soft look, I quickly cover my mouth and look down from his gaze knowing I'd laugh more simply by him looking at me.

I caught the eyes of Gage, he looked between Finnick and I but I quickly brushed his stares away. Ever since the night that I tracked Finnick down and stayed with him he's warmed up to having me.

Even if I can't remember him, I still feel as though I know him, even if I know nothing. He seems to have some sort of hope that maybe I'll remember.

"Your turn Victoria" beetee calls me over and he shows me the multiple knives, they were embedded with my waved token and were black and gold, they were very nice.

I brush my finger against one as I remember Gages mother. How different things were almost nine years ago. How much Gage has changed. But that's common with age I suppose.

"Go ahead and throw one." Beetee voices out and snaps me back to reality. I smile softly and take one. I get in my stance and throw one directly at a target, hitting it right in the middle the whole thing bursts into flames.

I widen my eyes from this and giggled, beetee chuckles behind me, "yes this goes with all of your weapons. Be careful, each one has a color indicating the damage. You wouldn't wanna burn your whole team down so be careful."
With that he went over to show The rest their weapons and also Gage. His seemed to be a crossbow.

Once we finished playing around I lean against a rail watching the others play around with their weapons. Occasionally I'll meet the gaze of finnicks as he asks questions and I can't help but blush and turn away each time. He seemed to notice my reaction as he occasionally smiled to himself.

I startle at a hand that grazes upon my shoulder, "I don't think your boyfriend would like that now viccy"

I knew that voice anywhere and I smiled the brightest as I turned to hug Johanna.
"JOHANNA!"

She giggled and smiled at my reaction, "calm down there, don't wanna make your men jealous now right" she says as she and I pull away and she winks.

I smile brightly ignoring her comments.

"Do you remember him?"

My smile slowly fades as I shake my head,"no-"

"You and Gage together?" She asks and I shake my head as well.

"Not really, I mean, we didn't exactly make it official. I am just at a state of confusion Johanna. I know I used to have these feelings for Gage but I feel like he's a stranger now, like, someone I don't know more so than the man I don't even remember. I just- can't get my
Mind off Finnick, I don't even know why and it kills me." When I say this Johanna lightens up and giggles, "you love him viccy. It's love."

I smile wearily and look back to watch Gage as he looks a bit jealous over Finnick.

"Do you think I'll ever remember.." I simply ask a bit doubtful.

Johanna frowns and huffs a bit, "I hope so, I really hope."

I smile softly at her and then look back over to Finnick, his eyes meet mine once more. The Sea Green eyes that shine when they meet mine. He notices our eyes locked for a bit longer than they should and then slowly waves to me.

With that I look down and smile.

~

I walk down flights of stairs with Johanna, she seemed a bit excited as she walks with me, "ugh you're going to love it!" She says which is making me confused.

"Johanna just tell me! I hate surprises you know that!" I say as I nudge her shoulder and she gives me a hearty smile.
"This better be good, cause I could be training right now" I speak to her as she giggles once more like a little girl.

Rolling my eyes playfully, I shake my head. She won't tell me.

I'm brought to the landing pad zones and I look at Johanna confused as she stops and turns to me, "have fun!" She says as she quickly walks away back up the stairs, she was too fast before I could ask or follow her I heard a similar chuckle behind me.

Turning around I see a grinning Finnick.

I begin to eye him suspiciously, "what's going on fin?" I ask and he chuckles once more, "we're going to district four." He says as he motions me to follow him up into the air craft.

I was a bit stunned and shocked, surprised even. No way. They actually would let us!

I saw a bit of a glimmer from his eyes as he saw my shocked but happy face.

He held his hand out to me, "trust me?" He asks and I look down at his hand and back into his sea green eyes.

"Always" I simply say with a hearty smile as I grip his hand and he helps me inside the air craft.

Situating myself in I look out into the little peep hole as I glance in the clouds.

I was finally going to be home, even if it's for just a couple hours it was home.

~

ย  Once we landed, Finnick and I were able to go by ourselves, only if we stayed out of public views.

The moment snow would know we were here, he'd probably bomb this place.

I took a step out and closed my eyes taking in the salty air, the distant sounds of waves crashing into the sand and I smile, it was peaceful.

I started walking to my old house, that was burnt down years ago. Once we got there Finnick kept his distance, eyeing me to make sure I was okay every now and then. But he let me have my space. He respected me, even if I was his girlfriend at one point and I forgot him.
He was simply a gentleman.

I stand there and stare at the ruble before me, I could still hear the distant laughter of my brother, my mother and my father.

I could still hear Gage, I slowly smile to the thought of how he used to be.

Why do things, people, have to change so much.

With that I looked over at Finnick who was also looking into the ruble of the house, "Let's go" I simply say as we walk towards the victors village.

I step into my house, it seemed all the same where I left it. Although Finnicks stuff was there too, it was true. I did have a life with Finnick.

He looked around nervous at my reaction but simply kept his distance.

"I'll be back" I speak to him as I head up the stairs, I open the door to a room, with a king size bed, it had to night stands beside each one, I graze the rail of the bed as I go over I look down at a picture frame. It was Finnick and I.

Picking the picture up I stare down upon it, our smiles were so soft, warm, loving. We were looking at each other and all you could see was happiness in the photo. You could feel the connection through the photo.

I smile at it softly, it pained me though, because I don't remember.

Just as I think that my mind goes blank and an overwhelming feeling comes over me. Pictures? No, memories.

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"๐‘‰๐‘–๐‘ โ„Ž๐‘ข๐‘Ÿ๐‘Ÿ๐‘ฆ ๐‘ข๐‘!" ๐‘“๐‘–๐‘›๐‘›๐‘–๐‘๐‘˜ ๐‘๐‘Ž๐‘™๐‘™๐‘  ๐‘œ๐‘ข๐‘ก ๐‘Ž๐‘  ๐ผ โ„Ž๐‘œ๐‘ ๐‘‘๐‘œ๐‘ค๐‘› ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘ ๐‘ก๐‘Ž๐‘–๐‘Ÿ๐‘ , ๐‘๐‘ข๐‘ก๐‘ก๐‘–๐‘›๐‘” ๐‘š๐‘ฆ ๐‘ โ„Ž๐‘œ๐‘’ ๐‘œ๐‘› โ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘™๐‘œ๐‘œ๐‘˜๐‘  ๐‘œ๐‘ฃ๐‘’๐‘Ÿ ๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘‘ ๐‘™๐‘Ž๐‘ข๐‘”โ„Ž๐‘  ๐‘Ž๐‘ก ๐‘š๐‘’ ๐‘Ž๐‘  ๐‘– โ„Ž๐‘–๐‘ก ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘Ÿ๐‘Ž๐‘–๐‘™.

"๐‘๐‘‚๐‘‡ ๐น๐‘ˆ๐‘๐‘๐‘Œ ๐น๐ผ๐‘!!" ๐ผ ๐‘†๐‘Ž๐‘ฆ ๐‘Ž๐‘  ๐ผ ๐‘ก๐‘Ž๐‘˜๐‘’ ๐‘š๐‘ฆ ๐‘ข๐‘›๐‘‘๐‘œ๐‘›๐‘’ ๐‘ โ„Ž๐‘œ๐‘’ ๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘‘ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘œ๐‘ค ๐‘–๐‘ก ๐‘Ž๐‘ก โ„Ž๐‘–๐‘š, ๐‘คโ„Ž๐‘–๐‘โ„Ž ๐‘๐‘Ž๐‘ข๐‘ ๐‘’๐‘  โ„Ž๐‘–๐‘š ๐‘ก๐‘œ ๐‘™๐‘Ž๐‘ข๐‘”โ„Ž ๐‘’๐‘ฃ๐‘’๐‘› ๐‘š๐‘œ๐‘Ÿ๐‘’.ย 

"๐‘๐‘œ๐‘š๐‘’ ๐‘œ๐‘› ๐‘š๐‘–๐‘ ๐‘  ๐‘๐‘Ÿ๐‘’๐‘ก๐‘ก๐‘ฆ ๐‘๐‘ข๐‘ก ๐‘‘๐‘’๐‘Ž๐‘‘๐‘™๐‘ฆ, ๐‘ค๐‘’'๐‘Ÿ๐‘’ ๐‘”๐‘œ๐‘›๐‘›๐‘Ž ๐‘๐‘’ ๐‘™๐‘Ž๐‘ก๐‘’ ๐‘“๐‘œ๐‘Ÿ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘โ„Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘–๐‘ ๐‘ก๐‘š๐‘Ž๐‘  ๐‘ก๐‘Ÿ๐‘’๐‘’ ๐‘™๐‘–๐‘”โ„Ž๐‘ก๐‘–๐‘›๐‘”" โ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘ ๐‘œ๐‘“๐‘ก๐‘™๐‘ฆ ๐‘ ๐‘Ž๐‘ฆ๐‘  ๐‘Ž๐‘  โ„Ž๐‘’ โ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘‘๐‘  ๐‘š๐‘’ ๐‘š๐‘ฆ ๐‘ โ„Ž๐‘œ๐‘’ ๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘‘ ๐‘– ๐‘”๐‘™๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘’ ๐‘Ž ๐‘๐‘–๐‘ก ๐‘Ž๐‘ก โ„Ž๐‘–๐‘š ๐‘Ž๐‘  ๐ผ ๐‘๐‘ข๐‘ก ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘ โ„Ž๐‘œ๐‘’ ๐‘œ๐‘›.

"๐‘…๐ด๐ถ๐ธ ๐‘Œ๐‘‚๐‘ˆ" ๐น๐‘–๐‘›๐‘›๐‘–๐‘๐‘˜ ๐‘ โ„Ž๐‘œ๐‘ข๐‘ก๐‘  ๐‘Ž๐‘  โ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘ ๐‘ก๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘ก๐‘  ๐‘ก๐‘œ ๐‘Ÿ๐‘ข๐‘› ๐‘‘๐‘œ๐‘ค๐‘› ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘ ๐‘›๐‘œ๐‘ค๐‘ฆ ๐‘๐‘Ž๐‘ฃ๐‘’๐‘š๐‘’๐‘›๐‘ก.

๐ผ ๐‘”๐‘–๐‘”๐‘”๐‘™๐‘’ ๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘‘ ๐‘๐‘Ž๐‘ก๐‘โ„Ž ๐‘ข๐‘ ๐‘ก๐‘œ โ„Ž๐‘–๐‘š ๐‘๐‘’๐‘“๐‘œ๐‘Ÿ๐‘’ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘ก๐‘Ÿ๐‘’๐‘’ ๐‘™๐‘–๐‘”โ„Ž๐‘ก๐‘–๐‘›๐‘” โ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘๐‘๐‘’๐‘›๐‘ .

๐ผ ๐‘๐‘ข๐‘š๐‘ ๐‘–๐‘›๐‘ก๐‘œ โ„Ž๐‘–๐‘š ๐‘คโ„Ž๐‘–๐‘โ„Ž ๐‘๐‘Ž๐‘ข๐‘ ๐‘’๐‘  โ„Ž๐‘–๐‘š ๐‘ก๐‘œ ๐‘๐‘ข๐‘š๐‘ ๐‘–๐‘›๐‘ก๐‘œ ๐‘ ๐‘œ๐‘š๐‘’๐‘œ๐‘›๐‘’ ๐‘’๐‘™๐‘ ๐‘’, "๐ผ ๐ด๐‘€ ๐‘†๐‘‚ ๐‘†๐‘œ๐‘Ÿ๐‘Ÿ๐‘ฆ!! ๐ผ๐‘ก ๐‘ค๐‘Ž๐‘  ๐‘Ž๐‘™๐‘™ ๐‘“๐‘–๐‘›๐‘›๐‘–๐‘๐‘˜๐‘  ๐‘“๐‘Ž๐‘ข๐‘™๐‘ก!" ๐‘– ๐‘ ๐‘Ž๐‘ฆ ๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘‘ ๐‘ ๐‘š๐‘–๐‘™๐‘’ ๐‘Ž๐‘ก ๐‘“๐‘–๐‘›๐‘›๐‘–๐‘๐‘˜ ๐‘คโ„Ž๐‘œ ๐‘”๐‘Ž๐‘ ๐‘๐‘ , "๐‘๐‘‚!" โ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘ ๐‘Ž๐‘ฆ๐‘  ๐‘—๐‘ข๐‘ ๐‘ก ๐‘Ž๐‘  ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘œ๐‘™๐‘‘๐‘’๐‘Ÿ ๐‘๐‘œ๐‘ข๐‘๐‘™๐‘’ ๐‘™๐‘Ž๐‘ข๐‘”โ„Ž๐‘ , "๐‘Žโ„Ž, ๐‘ฆ๐‘œ๐‘ข๐‘›๐‘” ๐‘™๐‘œ๐‘ฃ๐‘’"

๐น๐‘–๐‘›๐‘›๐‘–๐‘๐‘˜ ๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘‘ ๐‘– ๐‘”๐‘™๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘๐‘’ ๐‘Ž๐‘ก ๐‘’๐‘Ž๐‘โ„Ž ๐‘œ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’๐‘Ÿ ๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘‘ ๐‘”๐‘–๐‘”๐‘”๐‘™๐‘’, ๐‘–๐‘ก ๐‘ค๐‘Ž๐‘  ๐‘ก๐‘Ÿ๐‘ข๐‘’, ๐‘– โ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘ฃ๐‘’ ๐‘™๐‘–๐‘˜๐‘’๐‘‘ ๐‘“๐‘–๐‘›๐‘›๐‘–๐‘๐‘˜ ๐‘›๐‘œ๐‘ค ๐‘“๐‘œ๐‘Ÿ ๐‘Ž๐‘คโ„Ž๐‘–๐‘™๐‘’ ๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘‘ โ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘‘ โ„Ž๐‘œ๐‘๐‘’๐‘‘ โ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘“๐‘’๐‘™๐‘ก ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘ ๐‘Ž๐‘š๐‘’ ๐‘ค๐‘Ž๐‘ฆ, ๐‘š๐‘Ž๐‘ฆ๐‘๐‘’ โ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘‘๐‘–๐‘‘. ๐‘Š๐‘’ โ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘ฃ๐‘’ ๐‘๐‘’๐‘’๐‘› ๐‘๐‘’๐‘ ๐‘ก ๐‘“๐‘Ÿ๐‘–๐‘’๐‘›๐‘‘๐‘  ๐‘“๐‘œ๐‘Ÿ ๐‘Ž๐‘คโ„Ž๐‘–๐‘™๐‘’.

"๐‘ค๐‘’ ๐‘๐‘Ž๐‘› ๐‘ก๐‘Ž๐‘˜๐‘’ ๐‘Ž ๐‘โ„Ž๐‘œ๐‘ก๐‘œ ๐‘“๐‘œ๐‘Ÿ ๐‘ฆ๐‘œ๐‘ข ๐‘ก๐‘ค๐‘œ" ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘œ๐‘™๐‘‘๐‘’๐‘Ÿ ๐‘ค๐‘œ๐‘š๐‘Ž๐‘› ๐‘ ๐‘Ž๐‘ฆ๐‘  ๐‘˜๐‘–๐‘›๐‘‘๐‘™๐‘ฆ ๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘‘ ๐‘– ๐‘›๐‘œ๐‘‘ โ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘‘๐‘–๐‘›๐‘” โ„Ž๐‘’๐‘Ÿ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘๐‘Ž๐‘š๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘Ž.

๐ผ ๐‘”๐‘œ ๐‘œ๐‘ฃ๐‘’๐‘Ÿ ๐‘–๐‘› ๐‘“๐‘Ÿ๐‘œ๐‘›๐‘ก ๐‘œ๐‘“ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘ก๐‘Ÿ๐‘’๐‘’ ๐‘ก๐‘œ ๐‘“๐‘–๐‘›๐‘›๐‘–๐‘๐‘˜ ๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘‘ ๐‘ ๐‘š๐‘–๐‘™๐‘’ ๐‘—๐‘ข๐‘ ๐‘ก ๐‘Ž๐‘  ๐‘– ๐‘ ๐‘™๐‘–๐‘ ๐‘œ๐‘› ๐‘ ๐‘œ๐‘š๐‘’ ๐‘–๐‘๐‘’ ๐‘“๐‘–๐‘›๐‘›๐‘–๐‘๐‘˜ ๐‘”๐‘Ÿ๐‘Ž๐‘๐‘  ๐‘š๐‘’ ๐‘ž๐‘ข๐‘–๐‘๐‘˜๐‘™๐‘ฆ ๐‘ก๐‘œ ๐‘ ๐‘ก๐‘’๐‘Ž๐‘‘๐‘ฆ ๐‘š๐‘’, ๐‘– ๐‘ค๐‘–๐‘‘๐‘’๐‘› ๐‘š๐‘ฆ ๐‘’๐‘ฆ๐‘’๐‘  ๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘‘ โ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘™๐‘Ž๐‘ข๐‘”โ„Ž๐‘  ๐‘๐‘Ž๐‘ข๐‘ ๐‘–๐‘›๐‘” ๐‘š๐‘’ ๐‘ก๐‘œ ๐‘™๐‘Ž๐‘ข๐‘”โ„Ž, ๐‘—๐‘ข๐‘ ๐‘ก ๐‘Ž๐‘  ๐‘ค๐‘’ ๐‘ ๐‘ก๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘’ ๐‘–๐‘› ๐‘’๐‘Ž๐‘โ„Ž ๐‘œ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘  ๐‘’๐‘ฆ๐‘’๐‘ .

๐‘†๐‘๐ด๐‘ƒ

๐‘‡โ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘๐‘Ž๐‘š๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘Ž ๐‘”๐‘œ๐‘’๐‘  ๐‘œ๐‘“๐‘“ ๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘‘ ๐‘ค๐‘’ ๐‘ ๐‘›๐‘Ž๐‘ ๐‘๐‘Ž๐‘๐‘˜ ๐‘ก๐‘œ ๐‘Ÿ๐‘’๐‘Ž๐‘™๐‘–๐‘ก๐‘ฆ,๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘ค๐‘œ๐‘š๐‘Ž๐‘› ๐‘ ๐‘š๐‘–๐‘™๐‘’๐‘  ๐‘Ž๐‘ก ๐‘š๐‘’,"๐‘‘๐‘œ๐‘›'๐‘ก ๐‘’๐‘ฃ๐‘’๐‘Ÿ ๐‘™๐‘’๐‘ก ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘ก ๐‘”๐‘œ." ๐‘ โ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘ ๐‘–๐‘š๐‘๐‘™๐‘ฆ ๐‘ ๐‘Ž๐‘ฆ๐‘  ๐‘Ž๐‘  ๐‘ โ„Ž๐‘’ โ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘‘๐‘  ๐‘š๐‘’ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘๐‘Ž๐‘š๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘Ž. ๐ฟ๐‘œ๐‘œ๐‘˜๐‘–๐‘›๐‘” ๐‘Ž๐‘ก ๐‘–๐‘ก ๐‘– ๐‘ ๐‘š๐‘–๐‘™๐‘’ ๐‘‘๐‘œ๐‘ค๐‘› ๐‘ข๐‘๐‘œ๐‘› ๐‘–๐‘ก ๐‘Ž๐‘  ๐‘“๐‘–๐‘›๐‘›๐‘–๐‘๐‘˜ ๐‘”๐‘Ž๐‘ง๐‘’๐‘  ๐‘œ๐‘ฃ๐‘’๐‘Ÿ ๐‘š๐‘ฆ ๐‘ โ„Ž๐‘œ๐‘ข๐‘™๐‘‘๐‘’๐‘Ÿ ๐‘™๐‘œ๐‘œ๐‘˜๐‘–๐‘›๐‘” ๐‘Ž๐‘ก ๐‘–๐‘ก.

๐‘‡๐‘ค๐‘œ ๐‘ฆ๐‘œ๐‘ข๐‘›๐‘” ๐‘˜๐‘–๐‘‘๐‘ , ๐‘–๐‘› ๐‘™๐‘œ๐‘ฃ๐‘’.

๐ผ ๐‘ค๐‘œ๐‘›'๐‘ก. ๐ผ ๐‘ค๐‘œ๐‘›'๐‘ก ๐‘’๐‘ฃ๐‘’๐‘Ÿ ๐‘™๐‘’๐‘ก ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘ก ๐•˜๐• .ย 
~~~>

My thoughts were back to normal, I close my eyes for a few moments before opening them again. I remembered. That was the night Finnick and I confessed our feelings for each other. The night we shared our first kiss under the Christmas starry night.

I smile warmly at the thought.

I didn't remember everything but, I remembered some.

I look over at a dresser, I open a few drawers just as my eye catches a note on the other night stand, his nightstand. Confused I walk over, I pick the note up as I open it to find Finnicks hand writing.

~

ย ย  Mส สŸแดแด แด‡, Vษชแด„แด›แดส€ษชแด€.

Mส แด…แด€ส€สŸษชษดษข, I แด‹ษดแดแดก แดกสœแด‡ษด สแดแดœ ส€แด‡แด€แด… แด›สœษชs สŸแด‡แด›แด›แด‡ส€ ษชแด› แดแด‡แด€ษดs แด›สœแด€แด› สแดแดœ แดกแดษด, แด›สœแด€แด› สแดแดœ sแดœส€แด ษชแด แด‡แด…. I แด‹ษดแดแดก สแดแดœ แดแด€สส™แด‡ sแด€แด…แด…แด‡ษดแด‡แด…, า“แด‡แด‡สŸษชษดษข แด…แดแดœส™แด›, ษขแดœษชสŸแด› แด€ส™แดแดœแด› แดส แด…แด‡แด€แด›สœ. Bแดœแด› ษช แด‹ษดแด‡แดก sษชษดแด„แด‡ แด›สœแด‡ แดแดแดแด‡ษดแด› ษช แดแด‡แด› สแดแดœ แด›สœแด€แด› ษช แดกแดแดœสŸแด… sแด€แด„ส€แด€า“ษชแด„แด‡ แดสsแด‡สŸา“ า“แดส€ สแดแดœ แดส สŸแดแด แด‡. Mส สŸแด€sแด› แด›สœแดแดœษขสœแด›s แดกแด€s แดา“ สแดแดœส€ สŸษชแด˜s, สแดแดœส€ สŸแด€แดœษขสœ, สแดแดœส€ แดกแด€ส€แดษชษดษข sแดษชสŸแด‡ แด›สœแด€แด› สŸษชษขสœแด›s แดœแด˜ แดส แด…แด€ส, สแดแดœส€ sแดา“แด› สœแด€ษดแด…s แด›สœแด€แด› สœแดสŸแด… แดแด‡, แด˜ส€แดแด›แด‡แด„แด› แดแด‡. Yแดแดœส€ สŸแดแด แด‡ แด›สœแด€แด› ส™แดœส€ษดs แดกษชแด›สœ แด˜แด€ssษชแดษด.

Sษชษดแด„แด‡ แด›สœแด‡ แดแดแดแด‡ษดแด› ษช สŸแด€ษชแด… แดส แด‡สแด‡s แดษด สแดแดœ แดษด แด›สœแด€แด› ส€แดแดา“แด›แดแด˜ ษช แด‹ษดแด‡แดก, สแดแดœ แดกแด‡ส€แด‡ แด›สœแด‡ แดษดแด‡. I ส™แดแดœษขสœแด› สแดแดœ แด€ ส€ษชษดษข, ษชแด›s ษชษด แดส ษดษชษขสœแด› sแด›แด€ษดแด… แด…ส€แด‡ssแด‡ส€. I แดกแด€ษดแด› สแดแดœ แด›แด สœแด€แด แด‡ ษชแด›. Eแด แด‡ษด แด›สœแดแดœษขสœ ษช ษดแด‡แด แด‡ส€ ษขแดแด› แด›แด สœแด€แด แด‡ แด›สœแด‡ แด„สœแด€ษดแด„แด‡ แด›แด แดœsแด‡ ษชแด›, ษช แด‹ษดแดแดก ษช sแด›ษชสŸสŸ แดกแด€ษดแด› สแดแดœ แด›แด ส™แด‡ สœแด€แด˜แด˜ส. I แด‹ษดแดแดก แด›สœแด€แด› ษช แดกแด€ษดแด› แด›แด ส™แด‡ แด›สœแด‡ แดษดแด‡ แด›แด แด˜ส€แดแด›แด‡แด„แด› สแดแดœ แด€ษขแด€ษชษดsแด› แด›สœแดsแด‡ ษดษชษขสœแด›แดแด€ส€แด‡s, สŸแดแด แด‡ แด›สœแด‡ า“สŸแด€แดกs แด›สœแด€แด› สแดแดœ แด›สœษชษดแด‹ สแดแดœ แดแด€ส sแด‡แด‡, า“แดส€ แดส สŸแดแด แด‡, สแดแดœ แด€ส€แด‡ ษดแดแด› แด›สœแด‡ แดแดœส€แด…แด‡ส€แด‡ส€ สแดแดœ ส™แด‡สŸษชแด‡แด แด‡ สแดแดœ แด€ส€แด‡, สแดแดœ แด€ส€แด‡ แด€ า“ษชษขสœแด›แด‡ส€. Tสœแด‡ sแด›ส€แดษดษขแด‡sแด› แดกแดแดแด€ษด แด˜แด€ษดแด‡แด แดกษชสŸสŸ แด‡แด แด‡ส€ sแด‡แด‡.

Dแดษด'แด› สŸแดsแด‡ สœแดแด˜แด‡ แดส สŸแดแด แด‡, ษช แด‹ษดแดแดก สแดแดœ แด„แด€ษด แด„สœแด€ษดษขแด‡ แด›สœแด‡ แดกแดส€สŸแด…, สแดแดœส€ แด ษชแด„แด›แดส€ษชแด€ า“แดœแด„แด‹ษชษดษข ษขส€แด€แด„แด‡. Tสœแด‡ แดกแดแดแด€ษด ษช สŸแดแด แด‡, แด›สœแด‡ แดกแดแดแด€ษด แด˜แด€ษดแด‡แด สŸแดแด แด‡s.

I แด…ษชแด‡แด… แดกษชแด›สœ สœแดษดแดส€, ษช แด…ษชแด‡แด…, sแด›ษชสŸสŸ ส™แด‡ษชษดษข แดแด‡.

Sสœแดแดก แด›สœแด‡แด แด ษชแด„, sสœแดแดก แด›สœแด‡แด แด€สŸสŸ.

~ Yแดแดœส€s า“แดส€แด‡แด แด‡ส€ แด›ส€แดœสŸส, ๐น๐‘–๐‘›๐‘›๐‘–๐‘๐‘˜ ~

~

It felt as though no oxygen was in the room, once I finished reading the letter I quickly opened the Nightstand drawer.

But nothing was there.

I was a bit confused but my eyes began to fill with tears as I started to remember.

Flashbacks.

~~>

There's something about this guy. But what.

As I turn away to leave I look back at him, "what's your name." I ask softly

He smiles softly and looks back at me,

"Finnick."
~~>

~~~>
"Tell me everything."

I don't normally feel this comfortable with anyone. Especially when I just met them but he understood. He saw what I have.
"Like the deep stuff?"

This causes him to chuckle, "yeah like, what's your favorite color?"

This causes me to giggle and I look up at him in the eye. He glances down at me, "Green. Like your eyes."

He smiles softly, "blue, but I like a bit of grey in them too. Keep things mysterious ya know" he says referring to mine which I assume and a faint blush falls to my cheek.

~
"Stay with me?" I whisper as I shut my eyes slowly.

"Always" he whispers back as I fall into a restful sleep which I haven't had for days.

Finnick, he just might be the new thing that's now keeping me ๐‘†๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘’.
~~~>

~~~~>
I look up at his sea green eyes, "I can't make that promise. You're the only thing keeping me sane fin. I can't lose you. Not now, not ever. We need each other fin. I need you."

He softly smiles down at me as he brushes his thumb over my cheek gently. "I need you most" he leans down towards me so our faces are only inches away. Looking at myself through his eyes because he's that close. His perfectly shaped lips drive me crazy as he leans forward to press his lips against mine.
~~~~>

~~~~~>
I take his hand in mine looking up at those sea green eyes, "I do. I want the best future for Panem as possible. They deserve it. No one deserves the scars we have."

He sighs and nods as he cups my face in his hands, "I'll be there along side you the whole time." He says as he leans down and gives me a soft kiss on the lips.

I kiss him back and mess with his hair, "promise me" I stick my pinky out towards him as he takes it in his own pinky

"Pinky Promise" we both smile at each other and kiss again but this time more passionate as the phone rings in the distance.
~~~~~>
I made the mistake once saying it before it was too late. I won't again.

"I love you Finnick"

I could feel his heart skip a beat, "I love you most Vic."
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As my thoughts wonder as such I felt a strong grip pull me into their chest. I knew it was Finnick as the familiar heartbeat sound echoed in my ear. My eyes blurred as I look up at Finnick who had tears running down his face. I cupped his face in my hands as the winds roared around us.

"I love you. I love you so much" I barley choke out as my voice cracks.

"I love you. So much." He says as his voice does too and we press into each other tightly. No space left between us as I stare off in the distance. The wind blowing my hair and the tears streaming down my face.

My mind doesn't race with me staying alive, or the fact I'll go in the arena with friends of mine. For once my thoughts aren't even on snow and how much I hate him. But with Finnick.

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"Vic..stop thinking about the arena for one moment. would you, Marry me."

He asks in such a soft tone as if he really means it.

Of course I'll marry him. I love him.

I am practically speechless as I nod slowly, "yes." I only get out as his serious expression turns into a smile.

"Yes I'd marry you Finnick"

He leans in closer to me, "you will." He says as he whispers down at me and brushes the soft skin on my cheek before leaning down and giving me a passionate, loving kiss.
"I love you. Mrs. Odair"

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He wraps his arms around me and kisses my forehead, "I truly don't know what I'd do without you. I need you."

I was never one for showing my emotions towards someone but with him I always could.

"I'll protect you. Just like I said since the first night I met you. I'll die just to. Even if I'm not your first love Vic, I plan to be the last."
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"Vic listen to me! Wake up. Please vic I love you"

Finnick?

I move my finger tips slightly as it digs in the warm sand. District four? Water. I smell the salty air as My eyes suddenly open and I gasp a bit.

I look over to see a messed up Finnick, his eye bags stand out from restless nights, his messy blonde hair a wet mess and his eyes filled with tears as he pulls me to him.

Confused I suddenly remember, I drowned, I died?

"Vic you died! Your heart stopped beating. I couldn't find you!! You were gone. I thought it was too late vic. I thought I was too late!" He says shakily. I cup my hands to his cheeks as I giggle a bit taking in oxygen. How that does feel nice.

"I'm here now aren't I" I say a bit raspy and he softly smiles and kisses me, it's passionate but aggressive as if he thought he'd never kiss me again.

I scoot over and hold him as he lays his head on my shoulder, I reassure him it's okay and I'm okay.
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That I didn't wake up. Cause maybe I'll be at peace. But actually. I should've been the one to die my first games. But I wasn't. I survived. For what purpose. Why?

I sob as the screams flood through my ears.

Suddenly I feel a hand upon my hand pulling me to them. I don't bother as I look up to see Finnick my eyes blurred as he holds me tightly into him, "f-Finnick."

"Shhhh vic, it's okay I promise. It'll be okay. It'll be over soon." I shake as I hold onto him. Hearing his heartbeat, his fingers through my tangled hair and the hot tears that stream down my face and onto his jumpsuit. I then remember why I am here.

Why I'm still alive. What my purpose is.

It's to keep Finnick alive. For if I didn't win those games I wouldn't have met Finnick. The one person that I love now. That's here.

I have to stay. I have to protect this heartbeat.

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"Vic, promise me this is forever." He says softly and I giggle a bit as a tear drips down on him.

"I promise" I say as our lips crash once more. "Finnick stay with me come on, please"

He slightly chuckled, "always" he says as I take my hand to his chest to feel his heart beat.
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>>>>>>>>>>>>>>

I gasp a bit as I take in all of these sudden memories. I grip the side of the bed as I seem a bit out of breath from what had happened.

I remembered.

I ๐‘…๐‘’๐‘š๐‘’๐‘š๐‘๐‘’๐‘Ÿ.

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