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          “There’s nothing to be scared of, Annie.                     Everything’s gonna be fine, I promise.” 

     See, Rory had the tendency to make empty promises, only to ensure that other people could feel somewhat safe with him around. Sure, he was destructive and probably the clumsiest of everyone in Thirteen, but he was capable of keeping people unharmed. He’d fight until he couldn’t fight anymore. Until his heart stopped beating. 

     His fingers grew tighter around her hand, but not too tight, as they walked away from the table. He just had to get her to her room, then he could let Finnick know everything was okay, right?

                           "B-But I feel so scared.                                                                                                                            I don't know what is going to happen to us all."

                She mumbled against his shoulder as she walked, unable to walk any further by herself, she was gripping onto Rory harshly, everyone stared at her. She walked with him, one hand gripping his hand back tightly, and the other pressed against his shoulder as her forehead pressed beside her hand.

                     Annie didn't know what to do in Thirteen. It was a place she didn't know or understand. She was confused and that wasn't good for the mad women, everything was getting to much for her and all Annie wanted to do was cry. Stay with Finnick. But Rory was kind and she would stay with him, she did like him.  

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Annie whimpered softly as she walked with Rory. She was gripping onto any life she could in that singular moment. Holding onto his hand with all her strength was just weakening with every moment, every step. She sniffled as she tried not to drop to the floor in tears.

                               "I'm so scared Rory Hawthorne, I am so scared." 

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      Rory’s eyebrows furrowed, but he still kept a firm grip on her hand, the fear of letting Finnick down clear in each step he took. If anything happened to Annie under his watch, he’d be impaled by a trident, and that was a fact. As they started to walk, he tried his best to avoid her questions, but it was almost useless. 

           ”I don’t know, Annie. I don’t.”

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"I know everyones." She mumbled as she shivered, nodding she held onto Rory's hand and stood up, her legs swinging over the seat as she raised herself up and walked alongside him. "I-It's next to Finnicks." She stuttered in a way to tell him the location of her bedroom. "W-what's going to happen? W-with us all h-here?" 

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          “—— How do you know my name?” 

    His only concern, of course. Though, the boy decided to shake the question off before getting an answer. Moving to stand up from his seat, Rory extended his hand out towards the strawberry blonde, a small smile tugging at his lips. 

           ”C’mon. I’ll help you back to your room.”

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"Can you please come with me Madge? I-I really need him. I haven't even seen Katniss." 

         ”I’m sure he’s around. We could check with a few guards?                               —— If anyone’s seen him or Katniss, it’ll be them.”

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Annie shook as she felt his breath touch her skin just because Rory was close to her body. Her body was close to shutting down as she just became mute and still the entire time. She needed Finnick, Turning her head towards Rory she shook her head. "No... but I'm never okay Rory Hawthorne." She mumbled as she knew exactly who he was and she only spoke in their full names, besides Finnick. 

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     Rory kept his gaze down for a moment. That is, until Finnick happened to walk by, gesturing towards the girl beside him for just a quick moment. It didn’t really take the younger Hawthorne long to decipher what the older boy meant. As soon as Annie spoke, he lifted his eyes to meet her before shrugging. 

          “Nah, hey.                I don’t mind at all.                   —— You okay?”

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"I-I know." She mumbled as she tried to find something to keep her mind away from the fact that they could all die. She could never see her lover ever again. "I know, b-but anyone can d-die. I don't want him to." She whispered as she scrambled for something, she found the small patch of fishing net on a chair and she move to snatch it into her hands, it distracted her mind from the harmful thoughts. "Tell me the plan. I deserve to kn-know Haymitch." She whispered as she rubbed her arms and her stomach turned slightly. 

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"We’re all in just tough situations now, Annie." It was the truth - nothing was easy about their predicament. It was what people did during the Games, hid their true emotions, hid away from feeling weak. That was just what the Games brought to everyone. Mixed feelings, that was for sure. "Don’t worry about that… I… I have a plan. Finnick’s one of the strongest in the arena. You know that. He’s going to be fine, I just have to make sure everything, like I said, goes to my plan." He hadn’t revealed to many apart from the select tributes and Plutarch about what he planned to do, but he knew Annie - she was trustworthy. She deserves to know.

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"I just want Finnick. I haven't seen any of them at all." 

          “Sorry, I don’t. Are they back from the mission already?                      ———— Are they back already? I haven’t seen Katniss around.”

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"T-thank you." Annie fell back into her chair as she whimpered and shook, the memories of the Games taking over her mind. Hearing wet footsteps and a few slips she saw Finnick running, she could only hear his footsteps, nothing else. She hurdled herself into his arms, gripping onto him as she cried weakly, his soothing voice helping her out as she turned back to Deejay. "Thank you." She whispered towards him before she felt her lovers hand cover her ear as she pressed her other to his chest, it helped block out voices in her head. 

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Annie whimpered as she held onto her body as she nodded. "W-what way are the showers?" She asked softly as she held the blanket around her body, her legs shaking as she started walking, her eyes red and bloodshot as she looked at him. "P-Please Deejay, I-I need him." She whimpered as she looked at him, her body shaking from inside to out. 

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Annie didn't want to break down and cry in front of Deejay, she just needed her lover to come and hug her. Finnick was everything to young Annie Cresta. She needed him, her hero, the one that kept her sane for as long as she could, who taught her how to swim. Swim. Capitol. Games. Death, Annie's mind raced back to the games as she crawled to the edge of the chair, well more or less pushed herself back. "I don't care, I n-need him." She whimpered, feeling water that wasn't even there fill her lungs and close over her throat. 

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"You are speaking as if he will die." She whispered as she looked away, her vision casting away as the tear fell from the eye furthest away from Deejay. She didn't know what to do. She knew of her lover being prostituted by the Capitol to keep Annie safe. "I will, I promise, whe-where is he? I need him, I need my Finnick." 

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Annie let out a light breath as she curled back up in her seat. Looking up at Deejay, she smiled softly as she tucked a lock of her hair behind her ear as she shook from the cold of the underground. "Thank g-goodness." She sighed as she looked at him again. "I-I am very lucky to have him, I love him so much." She whispered as she traced her hands over the woven bracelet. "He is my everything, t-the only t-thing that makes me happy." 

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Annie shot up as soon as he spoke about him being hurt and that it got messy. She let the blanket fall off her body as she sighed and looked down. Least her lover was okay. "I-Is Katniss Everdeen okay t-too?" She asked softly before sitting back down and wrapping the blanket around her body. She held the bracelet in her hands. "I remember when we would do things like this back in four. H-he is so sw-sweet." 

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Annie nodded. "R-right." She focused on the small purple flower in her hands before closing it over and looking up at Deejay. "T-thank you." She whispered as she curled up in the blankets. "Di-did you want something?" 

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"W-who are you?" Annie asked softly as she curled up in the chair she was seated on, the blanket wrapped around her cold body. She had been placed with a flower in her hand as a form of comfort, she stared at it as she waited for her answer.