Chapter 8

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❣ The sunlight wakes me up. My head and my whole body hurts. Pictures of last night appear blury in my head, and I don't remember much. I look at my hand, and find the dimond ring. I haven't taken a full look of it. It's a silver ring, with a diamond in the middle. A smile appears in my face, and then I hear Peeta say, "Hey". "Hey", I respond. "Good morning". "Morning", I say kissing him. He gets up, and hugs me. We pack our things up, and head to the lobby. We turn in our key, and drive to Annie's. We tell her about our engangment, and she smiles widely. We say goodbye, and she promises to visit us. I give her a hug, and we continue driving. "Wait", I tell Peeta, "I need to see Finnick". He looks at me confused, then he understands what I mean. He takes my hand, and I look out the window. We go to the cementere and find Finnick's grave. It has a lot of flowers and pictures. A single tear rolles down my cheek. Peeta put his hand on my shoulder and says, "I'm going to leave you alone for a moment". "Okay", I say as he starts walking away. I smile and say, "Hey". I take a deep breath and say "Look, I'm sorry about what happened. I tried to save you but Gale wouldn't let me." Tears start rolling down my face. It's not Gale's fault, I just can't take the blame. I continue to cry and try to hold it in. "I'm so sorry", I say staring to break down into a sob. "I miss you so much", I say kneeling down. I shove my face into my hands and continue to sob. I hold out the flower I brought and put it on his grave. I continue to sob and then I try to calm down. I slowly stand up and whisper, "You're right. It does take ten times to pull yourself back together as it does to fall apart". I slightly smile and say,"Goodbye". I start walking towards the car where Peeta is when I remember something. I turn back around, kiss three fingers and salute Finnick. "It means thanks, it means admiration, it means goodbye to someone you love", I whisper as I make my way back to the car. I get in, and Peeta holds my hand. I look at him in the eyes and I know he knows how hurt I am. Of course he does; after all, he is Peeta. He takes my face in his hands and touches his lips to mine. I start to calm down, and then I hug him and he whispers, "It's ok". I nod and he drives to the airport. ❣

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