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°𝙵𝚒𝚗𝚗𝚒𝚌𝚔 𝙾𝚍𝚊𝚒𝚛°

It Hurts Sugarcube- Finnick Odair

Y/N's games had been some of the best in a long time, the mutts had been some of the newest and deadliest in a long time. Her arena was a water arena, half of it covered in water, the other half were an abandoned city. The mutts were instant killer sharks, many had died to the sharks. And the city was crawling with scorpion like creatures. Y/N had come out on top after she turned against everyone in that arena. She tricked them all into liking her thinking she was an angel, so the last two were her and her closet friend. That was until the axe came down onto his head to protect herself from sharks, the shark bite on her body still there. She was requested to get the scar removed by Capitol but she liked it, it reminded her of the awful thing she did. Even though she was from district 8, she was a Capitol favourite. After the 72th games she had been forced to follow the same path as Finnick, prostitution or else her family would have been killed. She had won the games at the mere age of 15, the second youngest to ever win. She was promised a good life, it had been good minus her job. So naturally her and Finnick had become good friends even with the age gap, he was 21 and she was 15 when they first met. She had been at home by the time the reaping for the 75th hunger games came to be, the third quarter quell. Her house was beautiful, it was more of a manor but still small. It was crystal white. Had many windows. The garden was amazing with thousands of different plants, not like Capitol needed to know but she often give the fruits and veg from her garden to the less unfortunate. She sat in her big room, just sat in front of her mirror as her stylist talked about all the outfits she would wear if she was to play in the third quarter quell. Twirl had been her stylist in the 72nd hunger games, his outfits inspired the other districts. The girl sat on the chair, playing with the hem of her dress. It was a pale pink in colour and made her look beautiful. Her hair had been curled and left down, and a thin layer of lipgloss was spread in her lips. After the games, she had decided to cut all her hair of so now it was shoulder length. A loud horn sounded through the town, it was time for the reaping. So here she found herself standing on the stage with the other Victor's. She practically begged it not to be her, she wasn't prepared to go through that again. It took her a whole year to get over the deaths she had caused, the blood still on her hands.

"Y/N Y/L/N." The woman with blue hair called and Y/N dropped to her knees. Cradling her stomach as the thought of being sick washed over her. The hunger games had been one thing, but this. This was a quater quell, there was no hope for her to survive this. Then she thought of Finnick, poor Finnick. He had loved a girl from his district when he was mentoring her, then he realized she had someone at home waiting for her, this person being Anne. Finnick fell for Y/N on the parade night of her games, she was the complete opposite to Annie. She was frozen stiff and crying, zoned out from the real world.

Here she stood upon her podium, her eyes flickering around.

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She found the look of Katniss, a fellow ally from 12.

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Her gaze fell on the water beneath her, it looked cold. She expected rouge waves with it being Capitol but they looked reasonably calm.

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A guy from 1, she thought she remembered him as brutus on the other side of the cobbles wall to her. He had an evil grin on his face as he scanned the girls body.

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She found Finnick, he was a bit away from her but she could see the small smile. She positioned herself to get ready to dive.

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And then silence, minus the sounds of rushing water and flaming arms. There wasn't any screaming like there had been at her hunger games. Seeing as her games had been majority water it didn't take long for her to reach the cobble wall, but that brute of a guy wasn't far behind. And she was off, sprinting down the wall to the cornucopia. Keeping her eyes forward so she wouldn't trip. By the time she got there Katniss was picking up a bow. She aimed it's right at Finnick as Y/N grabbed her axe, thanking that they put more then one knowing Johanna would kill her for it. Finnick was showing of his bracelet as he noticed the guy creeping up on Y/N. Y/N had the axe aimed at her waist in case she made one wrong move to Finnick.

"Where did you get that?" Katniss asked seeing the axe in her side but not saying anything. Finnick just gave her a cocky smile, Y/N noticing the guy grabbing a sword behind her.

"Duck." He shouted, Katniss followed his orders as he shot a spear at his chest. Y/N using the axe to slice open his stomach. The canon signalling he was dead.

"We will take the right, you take the left. Find Peeta." Finnick said picking up the trident before running to Y/N and grabbing her arm, pulling her towards Mags. Mags had found Peeta so Finnick ran back to tell Katniss, Y/N waiting and defending the middle. Until someone from 11 grabbed her ankle and pulled her underneath, dropping her axe in the process. She fought against this guy but he was more powerful, stronger and she was useless with an axe under the water. When Finnick returned to find the y/h/c coloured girl being chased into the trees, he went full on panic. But he decided to save Peeta hoping Y/N could fight him off. But then the canon sounded.

Nobody had seen Y/N since, most people believing she was dead, so now Finnick was walking by Katniss and Peeta. Until he heard the scream. It rippled in the air and tortured him.

"Y/N!. Y/N!" He screamed trying to follow the sound but Katniss pulled him back.

"She's dead Finnick. It's just the jabberjays." Katniss told him as he broke down. Until Peeta called them back, a body laying on the floor. They looked horrible, their skin pale and hung on their bones, their hair frail and bloodied. Their stomach was slashed but their chest still rose and fell, whoever it was, was still alive.

"Finnick, it's a clock." The figure whispered as he got closer, the blonde boy would recognise that voice anywhere. So he dove forwards and cradled the dying girl in his arms.

"Y/N. No you can't leave me." He breathed out grabbing her head and making her face towards him. A stray tear ran down her cheek, her broken eyes filled with pain and sorrow.

"It hurts Sugarcube." She whispred slowly dying, a slow and long death. Finnick was crying now as she used his nickname.

"No Y/N, its okay your okay. We can save you." He begged but he knew he was losing this battle, the girl shook her head at him. His hands pressed against her cheeks to keep her looking at him.

"Please Finn, Please." She begged and Finnick understood, the girl was holding something out to him. He grabbed the cold material to find the wooden bamboo bracelet made her before her hunger games. He grabbed the bracelet and walked away from the girl, giving Katniss a knowing look.

"I love you." Was the last thing to leave her lips as the arrow speared her heart, killing her instantly. The canon following her death as Finnick screamed out in pain. He couldn't keep his promise, he had broken his only promise to the girl. A promise of love and protection, he couldn't save her.