I saw him getting off the train. I sprinted and jumped into his arms. "Hey Finn" I whispered. "Hey Cari" he whispered back.

That night we talked and talked. I was careful about what I said. He told me about his trauma. About his scars. And about how he wasn't going to be the same anymore. I was just happy to have him.

"Finn?" I said thinking he was asleep. "Yeah?" He responded. "I think I love you" I whispered. He was quiet for what seemed like hours. Finally he said "me too." I felt a joy inside me. I dozed off to sleep happy and worry free. For the first time in weeks.

My sleep didn't last more than a couple hours. I awoke to Finnicks screams and shaking. His nightmare was horrible. I wrapped him up in my arms and whispered soothing things. I felt so bad for Finn. An innocent boy. Forced to grow up by Snow. His childhood was no more. Finnick Odair was grown up.

I had to let him go for more weeks for his victory tour. I wasn't worried about that however. Finn was always good with words. He always knew what to say and when to say it. I was never that good. But then again, I wasn't the victor. I waved to him as he boarded the victory train.

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