The 21st Annual Hunger Games had been a disaster, both for you and a lot of other tributes. People lost their partners left and right every day, and the experience was one of the worst things to ever happen— especially to someone who barely made it on their own anyway.

Which is why you had been left so broken and lost when the Mutts almost killed Finnick. You had been so sure that it was over, that his screams of your name and desperate cries under the flames had been his downfall— until he miraculously made it out due to your Victor request.

He had been the one to sacrifice himself for you to make it out. To get the money you so desperately needed and for you to love a good life that he believed you deserved, which is why it hurt so much more.

Ever since then, you had been having nightmares about his near death experience, reliving the traumatising memories every single night.

Tonight was no different.

The mutts were clawing at his flesh, ripping him apart as his screams echoed through the arena. The flames were covering your vision and leaving only the sound of the growls and screams to your imagination. And then it fell silent.

And then… you woke up, to see Finnick completely okay beside you.