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As the chariots curve back around to dock, Finnick stands idly waiting where he knows the District 4 chariot will end. Opal looks around at all the other chariots, surveying the competition and who she thinks to ally with while waiting for the horses to stop. As they slowly come to a stop, she glances up quickly noticing a large circular opening in the center on the tall ceiling. It is lined by a railing as Capitol people push and shove to stand and grasp the railing looking down at the tributes as if they were at a zoo and the kids were the animals. Opal hadn’t even realized Elliot had jumped off the chariot already, too busy staring at the colorful capitol people in awe and disgust as they gawked and pointing down at her yelling, ‘Look it’s the siren!’
“Opal?” Finnick’s voice snaps her out of the gaze she was in, her head moving around before landing on him standing next to the chariot waiting to help her off. His eyes showed worry but understanding as his hand reached up to help her down. Giving him a thankful smile, she took it and carefully stepped down on the ground her bare feet cold as they touch the smooth ground. The dark tealish-blue almost black ripped fabric dragging slightly on the ground. However, she couldn’t help but wonder why he hadn’t called her sweetheart, or use one of the many pet names he had given her.
“Can we go up to the room now?” Opal speaks, her hand still in Finnicks. Finnick glances around at the rest of the tributes and then up at the Capitol people looking down and pointing, before slipping his hand out of Opals and placing it softly on her back to guide her to the elevator where Tsuna and Elliot wait.
Opal gives him a weird look when she feels his hand slip out of hers, but shakes it off when she feels the prying eyes of everyone around her. Finally stepping into the elevator, the doors slide shut and both Elliot and Opal let out a deep, long breath.
“You both did very well. The Capitol loves you.” Tsunas voice comes out slightly shrill but full of warmth.
Elliot lets out a soft ‘Thank you’ before adding on, “But I think they loved Opal more than they did me.”
Gasping quietly she looks over at Elliot’s giving him a warm touch on the shoulder and a soft look. “Elliot I’m sure they loved you. Don’t say that.” She shakes her head, “Anyways, any sponsors I get are yours too. District partners, remember?”
Looking down at her, Elliot gives a soft smile of appreciation before continuing to look at the ground.
Once the elevator stopped at their floor, Opal immediately headed off towards her room to get changed and take a shower to get all the makeup and cosmetics off of her.
Finnick sat on the couch, where mags waited for all of them to get back. Even though Finnick had only known Mags for about a year, but she had quickly become a mother figure to him. Mags knew how much Finnick cared about Opal. He had constantly talked about her when he was getting ready for his games. He had constantly talked about how he had to get back to her and that she was waiting for him. So while Mags was happy to finally meet the girl Finnick had be so head over heels for, she hated that it was in this condition.
“Mags, I’m just so worried for her. She’s not meant for this type of stuff. She’s sweet, innocent, pure. These games are going to destroy her. He’s doing it on purpose.” His voice starts to raise, his head shaking as his anger builds. “I just know he did on purpose. I told him no, so this is his pay back. He put her in these games because of me! It’s all my fault Mags, don’t you get it. She’s here to punish me!” He cries, the tears falling out of his eyes too fast for him to stop them. His breathing gets quick as he stutters and sniffles. His breaths come out in puffs as he starts to hyperventilate. All the while Opal is still in the shower.
Mags puts her hands on his shoulders to calm him down. Making him look into her eyes, she leads him into calm and deep breaths. Her eyes spoke more than words could convey, A look of worry, but understanding like the one he had given Opal earlier. She was telling him, ‘Calm down. She will be ok.’ Nodding, Finnick stood up. “I need to talk to him.”
~~~
In had only been about 20 minutes between Finnick calling a meeting and getting destroyed to Snows office. The peacekeepers opened the door to his office as Finnick passed the threshold, the door closes and then he yells. “Why would you do this! She doesn’t deserve this, she did nothing. Never in her life has she done anything wrong.
“Finnick blames himself everyday for causing her this pain. He’s dedicated his life to making it all up to her.” Haymitch tells Katniss, hoping it will convince her to choose the two as allies.”
“Mr. Odair, please sit down.” Snows voice comes out way to calm for Finnick in that moment, but he reminds himself that anything he says or does in that moment can cause harm to Opal. “Now, I understand why you’re angry but you did this to yourself. You should’ve taken my offer.”
“To sell myself! That is why you put her in a death game. Because I said no to selling myself! What can I do to keep her safe. I’ll do anything.” And to those words Snow just smiled and held out his hand sealing the deal.
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"Do not volunteer, Opal. I mean it." Finnick scolds her, his hands holding her shoulder as he leans his face closer to hers.
Her face was stoic as she stood her ground, "You cannot stop me Finnick. I will not let Mags nor Annie go back in. You are foolish to think I wouldn't volunteer." She snarls practically yelling back in his face.
~~
"The female tribute from District 4 will be...Annie Cresta." Annie hands immediately fling up to her mouth in horror as she begins to cry. Out of the corner of her eye she watches as Mags begins to raise her hand and the other side Finnick glares at her.
Stepping forward, Opal raises her hand yelling, "I volunteer as tribute."
~~
"Finnick Odair and Opal Odair." Haymitch announced as the two were displayed on the television screen, both standing proud with smiles on their faces.
"Wait. Odair?" Katniss spoke up, both her and Peeta wearing confused faces. "Finnick has a sister?"
"Yes, Odair and no he doesn't. He has a wife." Haymitch's words shock the both of them as they listen intently. "They won back-to-back games. Opal Odair, winner of the 66th Hunger Games. She was 14 when she won, same as Finnick the year prior. She's fierce and unforgiving. But you won't even be able to get to her if he's there. They married at the ages 19 and 20. Only 4 years ago. Together they'll be unstoppable. You want them as allies." Haymitch finished, his eyes staring down Katniss as he already knows Peeta is in on it.
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"I want to be the one who kills Tara." You spoke up for the first time during the small meeting you had been having with Ethan and his family.
"Sweetheart that might not be possible." His dad spoke, giving you a slight glance before looking back at Quinn and Ethan.
He never truly liked you, and you knew it. With Richie being his favorite, Ethan never got much attention, but when you came along and gave him the attention he had always wanted, Mr. Kirsch becomes annoyed. Ethan began spending all his time with you instead of his family. But ever since, Amber was killed something about you had changed. You became easily angered and annoyed, bloodthirsty. So, he allowed Ethan to let you in on their plan to kill Tara and Sam after what they had done to Richie, and now Amber.
Rolling your eyes, a sigh fell from your lips as you stood reaching out to grab Ethan's hand. "We have to get to that party remember. I promised Mindy I'd go, and you promised Chad." You spoke, glancing at Mr. Kirsch as Ethan stood along with Quinn.
"Right, and I have to get home before Sam does. So, she doesn't suspect anything." Quinn now spoke, grabbing her jacket.
~~
"I know Mindy." You laughed as you, Mindy, Anika, Chad, and Ethan all walked into the OKB party.
You had decided to dress as an angel, classic. Short white bloomers, a corset, white wings that hung off your back, and a small halo that sat above your head.
To Ethan, you looked gorgeous and irresistible. His eyes darkened at the thought of other men looking at you. Your legs practically completely bare, your boobs basically falling out of the corset top you wore.
It had only been a few minutes since you had entered the party, but you had already consumed a few shots and the buzz was buzzing, vision blurry.
Making your way over to Chad and Ethan, you could hear them talking. Your eyes really taking a look at his costume. The cute hand-made cardboard knight costume he worked so hard on, to make sure he came off as dorky and awkward. It made a smile grow on your lips.
Now walking up to them, you could really hear what they were talking about. "She's gorgeous." Came out of Ethan's mouth. Now walking up behind Chad, you wrapped your arms loosely around his waist and spoke, eyes looking widely up at Ethan. "Who's gorgeous?"
Ethan looked down at you, your eyes dark as you watched him waiting for his response, practically daring him to repeat it.
His eyes fell on your arms that were wrapped around Chad as he had to hold himself back from ripping you off of him. His body felt on fire as he had to just stand there and endure the torture of watching you touch other guys.
However, Chad spoke before Ethan could. "That Gryffindor girl, over there. Trying to set Ethan up. Get him laid, you know." Chad spoke with a smile.
"Of course!" You yelled, pretty drunk already from the few shots you had drank.
You had met Chad 8 months ago before college had started and they moved early into town. Ethan was angry when he heard about you becoming friend with him, but you reassured him that it was all for the plan.
Chad hand moved down to pull your small shorts down your ass, as they began to rise and practically showed your entire ass to everyone who looked.
That was when Ethan had to aggressively hold himself back from stabbing Chad right there.
Your eyes moved to look at Chad, as he gave you a smile. "Showing your ass off to the whole world, huh?"
You shrug. "Whatever gets the boys." Giggling, Chad chuckles with you, as Ethan has to play the shy, dorky, and awkward boy when on the inside he was fuming.
Before any other conversation could start, Anika walked over tapping Chad on the shoulder. "Her big guy, your needed." Before leaving Chad gave you tap on the back and turned to quickly go save whoever was in need, and it seemed to be Tara.
However, before you could turn and go help as well, Ethan grabbed your waist and glanced around making sure none of your friends were watching.
"What the fuck was that about. Him touching your ass. Come on." He seethed, glaring down at you.
Hands slipping up to his face, you pulled the makeshift helmet off and threw it on the ground, cupping his cheeks. "You jealous, baby." A smile grew on your lips.
"Of course, I'm fucking jealous. He had his hands all over you. On your ass." He continued.
"Sounds like you need to replace his touch later." Your face quickly leaned up to give his lips a kiss, before walking away.
~~
Walking over to the stairs, you finally see what's happening as Chad and Frankie get into a pushing fight. Words are exchanged as they curse at each other, before in walks Sam with a taser and tases him in the balls.
"Oh fuck!" You yell out, as everyone now realizes who Sam is. Ethan walks up behind you, hand giving your ass a little smack, before pushing Chad out of the house, everybody else following.
Still a bit hazy, you watch with everybody else and Tara and Sam argue back and forth, your body finally hitting it limit as you become extremely tired. Beside you stood, Anika and on the other side Ethan. Ethan noticed before Anika did and gave Chad a glance as he gave back a wink.
Awkwardly, Ethan wrapped his arm around your body and pulled it into his side, so you wouldn't fall. Head leaning against his chest, your eyes drooping.
But what woke up slightly was a girl screaming, "She knows what she did!" and throwing her drink onto Sam.
Head turning, you watched Chad hold Sam back and the rest of the group start to walk away, Chad moving over to Ethan and giving his shoulder a pat, before reaching to pick you up. "Come on. Let's get you home, hm?" Ethan had to compose himself as he let Chad take you off of him and pick you up bridal style.
You had never really been able to hold alcohol that well.
“Come on Alec we’re going to be late!” You yell, running down the stair's trunk in hand.
“God, do you ever stop your whining. We’ll make it on time.” You hear Theodore mutter to you as he passes by with his trunk in hand, heading out to get in the car.
Just deciding to ignore him, you walk out and put your trunk in the car before standing at the door or the estate once more, yelling, “Alec we will leave your ass here! Let's go!”
Long story short, you ended up being 10 minutes late to the train, thankfully it was behind schedule.
“See we aren’t late, the trains still here.” Alec rolls his eyes as all three of you pass through the wall and onto the platform.
“We are late dumbass; the train is just behind schedule.” You snap, walking to the nearest entrance onto the train.
“So not late, it all evens out dumbass.” He mocks you, Theodore adding on a chuckle, but other than that his face remained stoic like always.
He was always so stoic. You think that’s the reason you hate him so much. The way he doesn’t show any emotion. Even when he’s with his friends, he’s always so emotionless. Shaking your head you step into the train and seek out your friends, which also happen to be Alex and Theodore’s friends. Given your last names and the ties, they held, the 9 of you just automatically formed a group. Before you saw them, you heard them as Pansy’s voice called out your name. Turning your head to look at her, you quickly made your way down the aisle and into her arms.
“I’ve missed you so much! How was your summer?” You basically squealed holding onto her tightly.
“Amazing, I’ll tell you all about it. How was yours?” She practically squealed back.
“So much fun! I met this boy from the states.” And to that Pansy squealed begin you to tell her more as she guided you to where the group was sitting, Alec and Theodore following behind annoyed at the girl talk.
But one sentence had peeked a certain boys' interest was about the boy you had met in the states.
“A states boy?” Theodore muttered disgustingly to Alec who nodded back.
“Ya. She met him while father was treating her for godric knows what. She was distraught when they had to leave. Told the boy she loved him. She falls in love so easily sometimes it scares me. I don’t want her to get hurt you know.” Alec ranted to Theodore, happy that someone would listen to his fears about his sister.
“She’s an idiot.” Was all he answered with.
“Yep.”
Finally, you all got settled into the train cubby, Pansy began to beg you to share all about this boy from the states. “So what’s his name?”
“His name is Andrew, and he was the sweetest boy I’ve ever met.” You swooned, remembering about all the days you spent with him.
Pansy cooed as she waited for more details. “He’s 17 and took me on so many dates. Always picked me up at the house, greeted my father politely. He even asked for his approval just to take me on dates!” You squealed as Pansy squealed with you.
“Sounds so romantic.” She sighed.
“It really was. He took me out to so many fancy dinners.” You paused moving in close to her so the boys wouldn’t hear, which they still did. “We even kissed.”
Pansy gasped as the two of you giggled. Theodore groaned, throwing his head bad. “Will you two just shut it. You’re giving me a migraine.”
“We weren’t talking to you, Nott.” You gave him a glare as you both ignored his words and kept talking.
“No one wants to hear about your love life, Karwoski. You’re too easy honestly, falling in love with any guy that gives you the time of day.” He rolled his eyes, as your heart hurt a bit.
“Come on Theo, don’t say shit like that. We know you two aren’t friends but that was fucking rude.” Alec punched him, as everyone watched your face fall a bit.
“Just leave me alone, Nott. Why do you even care.” You snapped standing up and leaving the compartment.
Pansy moved to follow after you but Alec stopped her shaking his head. “Just give her some time. She’ll be ok.”
Theodore stayed quiet and stoic as always when Pansy gave him a glare. “You didn’t have to say that Theodore.”
“It’s the truth. Sometimes that hurts. Sorry if she acts like a baby.” His voice was calm as he spoke obviously no remorse shown.
“Ok Nott. That’s enough. Let’s just stop talking about it.” Alec ended it as the compartment went into silence.
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Summary: You and Theo argued a lot, but you could never stay mad at him and him, you.
Currently, you were arguing about the fact that he was always out with his friends or playing video games in your dorm room.
"God! It's not the end of the world!" He rolls his eyes, tonguing his cheek. "Get over it." He says low and sharply.
Clearly not listening or taking in anything you were saying. Which in turn just made you angrier, but also hurt.
"All I'm saying is that you're gonna regret that time you don't spend with me Theo." Your eyes couldn't meet his as he simply huffed and walked out of your shared dorm room. The dorm room you had to beg Professor Dumbledore for. And truly the only reason you had it was because you were engaged.
The second he slammed the door; the tears fell from your eyes. You couldn't stop the sobs from coming from your mouth as you began to pack up your clothes and most valuables into the closest bag. You couldn't take it anymore. The constant bickering and arguing. It was just all too much.
Hand on the handle of the door, eye glancing down to look at the engagement ring on your finger before closing your eyes and taking a breath.
The next second you walk out the door and to Pansy's.
***
Walking into your shared dorm room was Theo. He knew that he needed to take a walk so he wouldn't say anything he would regret. It wasn't that he was mad at you. He just wanted you to understand that he couldn't be with you all the time. But after taking a few moments to himself, he realized that he had been away a lot, always pushing you away. His fiancé, that he loved so much. The fiancé that he had waited for since first year.
"Listen, I'm sorry." He started but after realizing you weren't there, he sat down on the bed. It dips under his weight, something sharp poking him in the butt. Standing quickly, he looks down to see the one thing he didn't want to. A ring. The same ring he had given you when he proposed.
"No." He mutters to himself, moving quickly to the wardrobe as he rips it open. Only to see half of your stuff missing.
"Fuck!" He yells, slamming it closed, as it rocks back and forth almost falling over.
"No, no, no." He continuously mutters, tears slipping out as he falls back onto the bed. Head in his hands, as he realized what he had done.
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Dreams Die Under the Crown is a tragic fantasy romance novella about love, power, and what happens when duty demands too much.
Promised to a prince she does not love, a princess is trapped beneath the weight of a crown and the love she cannot hold. Her heart belongs to a knight, her closest friend, her constant, her secret.
As an arranged marriage draws near, loyalty and jealousy collide, and the cost of love becomes fatal when the crown takes more than it has any right to claim.
Perfect for readers who love heartbreak, doomed romance, love triangles, and dark medieval worlds.
Remember: the crown demands obedience, not dreams.
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Standing still next to Ethan, your chest moves slightly has your breaths come out heavy. Sam and Tara stand in shock as Detective Bailey stands with a smirk.
Ethan pulls his mask off, a large smirk shown on his face as he huffs. Detective Bailey pats him on the back as he laughs.
Both Sam and Tara's faces dropping. "Ethan?" Sam whimpers.
"That's not really my name. Is it dad?"
"Dad?" Tara speaks as Bailey grips Ethan's shoulder.
Now it was Quinns turn.
"That just leaves...Mindy?" Sam speaks sadly.
However, when Quinns reveals herself they both gasp.
"You died!"
"I didn't though." She giggles.
Ethan wraps his arm around your shoulder. "Your turn, baby." He speaks exctidely.
Sam and Tara stare at you in confusion, as there was nobody left. Chad was dead, Mindy wasn't dating Ethan, you were dead next to Chad, so was this Ghostface a secret?
"This one's gonna be a scream." Your voice spoke before you unmasked yourself. Tears falling fast out of Tara's eyes.
"No." She whimpered.
"Yes." You answer her, your mask in your hand as you glare at the two girls.
Sam says you name before Tara interrupts. "Why!" She yells.
"Because you killed my sister Tara! And now I'm gonna gut you like she had always wanted." You laugh.
"Your sister?" Sam says, Ethan's hands move to hold your waist rubbing it slightly to calm you down.
"Amber." Tara whispers. "You're Amber's sister?"
"Oh, how I'm going to enjoy this. Maybe I'll set you on fire too. Just like you did to her. Make it really painful."
Summary: Having Anne as your foster sister made many problems. But having Gilbert as your best friend made it worse.
As usual, you and Gilbert were walking home while he went on and on about your foster sister. It hurt your heart as he talked about his plans of making Anne agree to let him walk her home.
'What about me?' You thought, though you would never say it out loud.
Gilbert had been head over heels for your sister, and it killed you as his infatuation grew. However, the problem was that Anne never has him any signs that she was interested in his advances. All while you walk side-by-side with him, admiring his beauty as he talks about another girl.
"What if I invite her to join me at the carnival in Charlottetown?" He asks, his eyes hopeful as he glances down at you.
It was a lovely idea, but Anne wasn't entirely a fan of those types of things. She really cared more about studying, which was why to Anne, Gilbert was nothing but competition. However, to you, he was everything.
"Oh! Um, well, I'm not sure if she'd be interested in something like that. Those aren't really her thing, you know. but it is a good thought." You tried to let him down softly. "I mean you could always bring it up in conversation, I guess." You try not to look sad, but it seemed almost impossible as you glanced away sadly. The idea of going to the carnival in Charlottetown has always been one of your dreams. To wear a pretty dress, Gilbert by your side.
Little did you know, Gilbert had noticed as his excitement faded a bit when he noticed you weren't as positive as you normally were. His attention turned towards you as his eyes studied your face for any signs of discomfort or disappointment. As much as you loved being as close as can be with Gilbert, it also came with the fact that he could always tell when something is bothering you.
Raising an eyebrow, he steps in front of you, both of your movements stopping. His eyes catching yours as he asked that one dreadful question. "...Are you ok?"
"What?" Your eyebrows furrow, "Ya, I'm fine. Why?" You become slightly defensive without realizing it.
Narrowing his eyes slightly, arms crossing over his chest. That familiar stubborn look you know oh so well.
You name comes out of his mouth as he starts. "You've been quiet all the way from school. You only say 'um' and 'fine' when you're not find. Did Anne say something? Did someone at school bother you?"
Cursing his observant eyes, you glance away as he takes a step closer, his voice softening.
"Or... is it me?"
Your quick 'no' denies that as you just use the homework excuse. "No, no, of course not. I'm just behind on some of my work and I'm worrying about it."
His body relaxes a bit upon hearing your answer, but there's still aa hint of skepticism in his eyes. His gaze never wavering from your face. "You're worrying about the work?" His voice said with a tinge of disbelief, knowing you well enough to figure that your worry likely run deeper than just work.
His tone softens ever more, genuine concern in his voice. "That's not like you. You usually handle stress pretty well."
"Ya, well, everyone has a breaking point or a soft spot and today just isn't my day, I guess." I smile softly up at him to try and ease his worries.
However, Gilbert doesn't seem completely convinced; a crease forming in his brow as he watches the subtle change in your expression.
"It's not just school, is it?"
He takes another step, closing the distance between you two. His eyes locked intently on you. "I know you. You don't get stressed this easily. Not unless something else is bothering you."
Giggling you speak, "I promise it's just school." as you begin to walk home.
As you start walking, Gilbert follows alongside you, his eyes never leaving your face, still looking for any signs, any hint of doubt. He noticed the nervous giggle and the attempt to make light of the situation. He knows you too well. The concern etched into his features.
"You can try to pretend all you want, but I know you better than that." His voice was gentle yet firm. "So quit it. What are you really worried about, huh?"
"It's just school, Gilbert. God! why do you push!" You yell at him.
His brow furrows even more at the hint of defensiveness in your tone. He can see you closing up on him, and that's the last thing he wants.
"Because I care about you." He snapped back, his frustration evident. His footsteps stop as he turns to you, his gaze intense and serious.
"Dammit!" He curses your name. "You think I can stand seeing you like this and just ignore it? No way! You're clearly upset about something more than just some stupid schoolwork!"
Yelling back at him, "It is! So just drop it!" You roll your eyes and walk away, home, without him by your side.
Gilbert stands for a moment before catching up to you. His concern for you transforming into irritation. His hand reaching for your wrist as he turns you to look at him.
"Stop! Dammit, would you just stop and look at me?" He begs.
"Drop it, Gilbert." You state sternly, pulling your hand away and turning back to walk home.
He lets go but doesn't step back. His chest rising and falling quickly, not from angry, just hurt.
"...Fine." He says quietly, voice low and rough. "I'll drop it."
But then he takes one step closer, close enough that you can see the flicker of something fragile behind his eyes. "Just know this; what it is... I'm not pushing because I enjoy seeing you upset." He swallows hard. "I push because I hate seeing you carry things alone."
Dropping your head, you walk away silently.
"I don't need you to protect me!" His voice carries in the wind. "I just need you to let me in."
