An idea I came up with where Finnick writes letters to Annie while she’s in the arena because he realizes he’s in love with her.
I don’t exactly see the point of this. Writing this letter and all. It seems sort of silly, but Mags has been distant lately so our talks have lessened…
I looked away,
The other day,
Growing up slowly
Finnick and Annie grew up together at District 4. When they were kids, Annie was about 11 and Finnick 12, he use to walk her to her class, even though he knew he would be late for his own. When the schoolday was over, they ran to the beach and went swimming, and Finnick practised on using his trident, and Annie collected seashells from the sand. She made beautiful necklaces, and on Finnick’s 13th birthday she made a special one and gave it to him. It was a beautiful, golden shell that had been tied to a blue twine. Finnick never took it off his neck, not even when the years passed.
And the years had indeed passed. It was the first day after Annie had been home from the Games she had won; she was 16 and Finnick was 17. They hadn’t seen after the Games had ended, so they missed each other like crazy. He had barely been sleeping since the games had started - he was too scared, too scared to hear from someone else is Annie had died. It would be too painful; he wanted to see it by herself. He wanted to be sure, sure that she was gone.
The sun had just went down, and Finnick was standing in the water. The water was up to his thighs, and his shirt was open. Oh how he had missed this; missed home, because it wasn’t home if she wasn’t there. His Annie. He was standing back towards the shore, just standing and breathing. Minutes passed in peace, and he closed his eyes.
And then, a quiet thump reached Finnick’s ears. He turned around lightning-fast, and gasped. Annie was standing in the sand, her tote bag lying on the ground; so that explained the thump. They were about ten meters away from each other, and seconds just passed in silence. And then, like from some invisible sign, Annie gasped; “Finnick.” And ran to the water, not caring about how the water spills wetted her clothes. Finnick took fast steps towards her. He wanted to touch her, smell her sweet hair and just hold her. Finnick took her hand and pulled her against his chest. “Annie”, he gasped, feeling so happy that he couldn’t even function it. Annie wrapped her arms around his back and laughed quietly. “You’re here. I can’t believe it”, Annie whispered and smiled in the twilight of the evening. He buried his face into her hair.
And suddenly, Finnick leaned to Annie and kissed her. “I love you. I’m so stupid for not telling you that until now. I love you. Oh god how I love you. And how easily it now splits out my mouth..” Finnick leaned his forehead against hers and smiled. “I’ll never let you go anymore.”
Have you ever heard me
Laugh so easily,
It’s cos I’m growing up slowly
// So Finnick didn’t mentor Annie in her games in this thing :)
"District 4 industry is fishing.”
Johanna glances over at Finnick, to be sure, then turns to me.“How’d you lose Mags?” “In the fog. Finnick had Peeta. I had Mags for a while. Then I couldn’t lift her. Finnick said he couldn’t take them both. She kissed him and walked right into the poison,” I say. “She was Finnick’s mentor, you know,” Johanna says accusingly. “No, I didn’t,” I say. “She was half his family,” she says a few moments later, but there’s less venom behind it.
Sam Claflin Picture of the Day :)
Part CLXII of Annie’s Memories.
Annie: I think—I think when it’s all over, It just comes back in flashes. Like a kaleidoscope of memories. It just all comes back. I think part of me knew that this would happen, that it would all end this way. It’s not really anything he said or anything he did, It was the feeling that came along with him. The crazy thing is I don’t know if I’m ever gonna feel again. But I don’t know if I should. I knew his world moved too fast and burned too bright. But I just thought, how can the devil be pulling you toward someone who looks so much like an angel when he smiles at you? Maybe he knew that when he saw me. I guess I just lost my balance. I think that the worst part of it all wasn’t losing him. It was losing myself.