Chapter 2

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Chapter 2

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I am about to lose it the capitol freak walks out on stage he does normally does. I stare off into the distance suddenly I hear my name. “ANNIE CRESTA” I was going back into the arena. I put my hands over my ears. This couldn’t be happening to me not again! My head snaps over at finnick he looks like he might lose it but then my old mentor mags takes my spot. Then it’s the boys turn. “FINNICK ODAIR” I scream. No not him not the man I love. I can’t remember the rest. All I remember are the peacekeepers toke me to my house.

I tried to fight them, i couldn't believe it. I was going to loose him. I only just got him. It felt like my heart was ripped out of my chest. It hurt to breathe, there was a sudden pressure on my chest and I leaned on something to try and clam down. The peacekeeper try to calm be down but I scream out a bit, calling for Finnick but he can't hear me. I want to be left alone with him. Just us and no more of these games. I want my love but they stole him from me. I looked up at the sky as it started to rain. I normally felt peace and relaxation when it rained but today it only made me worse. It hides the tears that fell freely from my eyes and I put my hands in my hair, pulling a bit, crying in frustration. I fall to the ground. I couldn’t take losing him. I am losing everything, my love, my heart and already most of my mind. Why can't they end these games? They will never understand what it’s like to be us. To work for them. I think about the kisses from last night and I can still feel them on my lips and it only makes me cry harder. There is a chance he can win, I tell myself but it brings no hope or calming ease to my mind, more so making it worse than better. Everyone calls me crazy but they never have been in my situation. To win their games and try to be who I was. It’s not possible. Something like that changes you in more ways than one. You can never go back once you have been there and killed someone. Knowing you ended a life to keep yours going.

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