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Stay with me, always. & right where you left me:

| Stay with me, always. |

A fanfiction about Coriolanus Snow & his rise to power, all while he falls in love with the girl from Twelve. The girl he’s been promised to since the age of seven. The girl who smells like vanilla & sings like a songbird. When their relationship is tested to the fullest, he learns how difficult it is to walk the line of good & evil.

And in the end he learns that it’s the things we love most that destroy us.

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| right where you left me |

A fanfiction that serves as an alternate ending to ‘Stay with me, always.’ Told from Soarynn’s point of view, while she navigates her new life after returning home to District Twelve, the Victor of the Eleventh Annual Hunger Games. Abandoned by the Snow family & freshly wounded from the Hunger Games, she mourns her old life while trying to embrace her new one, all under the watchful eye of her old lover, Coriolanus Snow.

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She looked beautiful. She always did. Blonde hair pulled back from her face, tied up with a plaid bow. It matched the skirt she was wearing. Only Soarynn could make the Academy uniform look elegant. She wasn't even paying attention to him, hadn't even noticed him from across the hall.

Coriolanus had never planned for that. He planned for the breakup like he planned everything else in life. Perfectly. Accordingly. Efficiently. There had been tears. But he expected that. The wobble of her chin, her blue-gray eyes filling with shining tears that cascaded down her cheeks like rivers.

He had expected all of that.

What he had not expected was for her to bloom. To flourish. To blossom into something new. Something better than what she had been when she was with him.

Like she had broken out of her chrysalis and spread her beautiful wings.

Like he had been holding her back.

And he hated that. He hated that she smiled at other boys now. That she laughed at other people's jokes that weren't his. That she was leaving for the summer with her parents to go to the beach. He wanted to stop her. He wanted to grab her and tell her that he was wrong. That she needed him as much as he needed her.

If she were a butterfly, he would clip her wings.

Cruel, yes, but necessary. That was the same reasoning that led him to break up with her in the first place. If only he had held onto that logic the entire night. He should have left right after that. His affairs were in order. He was a single man once again. But he stayed that evening. Sharing one last night in her warm, soft embrace.

He liked to blame everything on that night. It was easier. Much easier. Because she had been such a willing participant. But it started years ago. When Festus Creed pointed her out across the courtyard.

"There's that Nightingale girl," he had said.

Coriolanus had briefly looked across at her when he felt as if his heart stopped. She was beautiful. Long blonde hair, freckles dusting her nose, soft, full lips. Soarynn was like feeling sunlight after a rainy day, or hearing the song your mother used to sing to you when you were a child.

All of that was gone now.

"What's her name?" He had asked. Already planning in his mind how he would meet her, how he would convince her that she needed him as much as he needed her. How he would keep her.

Festus could already see the gears turning in his head. But he answered anyway. An action that would later have consequences. But Coriolanus Snow never let that stop him.

"Soarynn," he said. "Her name is Soarynn Nightingale."

Soarynn. His butterfly girl. His songbird. His girl.

If he never heard her name, then he'd be able to look at her the same as any other girl. Pretty, yes, but nothing more. She'd be just a face. But could he live like that? Was it better to know her or never have known her at all? Was the cost of love worth the price you had to pay once it was over?

Could she pretend to love him again? Did she love him at all? If he morphed into something else, then would she love him?

What would he be?

A butterfly?

No. A fucking moth.

He hated how she made him doubt himself. Questioning what was real and not. If he was as good a person as he pretended to be. It wasn't fair. She went on with her life as if nothing had happened. At least on the outside, she did.

When she turned around, he was gone. He made a point of avoiding eye contact with her. He took different hallways, signed up for different clubs, took the long way home so he didn't have to pass her house.

Soarynn frowned. She could've sworn she had felt someone watching her. She felt like that more often these days. Like someone was haunting her. Or hunting her. Which was silly. A silly thought. A paranoid thought. Coriolanus used to tell her that the Capitol was the safest place on earth.

But she always felt like he was the safest place on earth.

Until he wasn't. Until he left. Took the moon and the stars he hung with him. He said he needed space, that he needed to focus on school. She cried. She nodded. She had slept with him one last time, memorizing the rise and fall of his chest, the smell of his cologne, the look in his eyes. Her boy.

Soarynn closed her locker. She had other things to think about now. Summer was upon them, and she would be leaving for a holiday. Just as she was shouldering her satchel, she noticed a piece of paper on the floor. She looked left. Then right. No one was in the hall except for her.

She crouched down and picked it up, opening the note with trembling fingers.

When she saw it was his handwriting, she almost dropped it.

Come see me before you leave. Our usual spot. - C.S.

Their usual spot. Her eyes burned just thinking about it. The fountain. The courtyard. Their first kiss. Her confession that she was falling in love with him.

Soarynn tucked the note into her bag and left.

Coriolanus watched her from around the corner. The decision was hers now.

And he had always known that stupid decisions led to consequences later in life. But she was still his greatest decision. Even after he let her fly away.

| Part 1. | BUTTERFLY EFFECT |

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