Running Up That Hill Chapter 1, a hunger games fanfic

Hey guys! I was listening to a song called Running up that Hill by Bo Bruce (The Voice UK). I got the idea from this song, at the start I was going to have it as a Peeta/Katniss story, but I didn't know how to start it. It makes sense as Finnick is already in a place were he is low and can't be removed from and now Annie can be the person running up the hill.

If I only could, I'd be running up that hill.
If I only could, I'd be running up that hill.

It doesnt't't hurt me.
Do you want to feel how it feels?
Do you want to know that it doesnt't't hurt me?
Do you want to hear about the deal that Im making?
You, it's you and me.

And if I only could,
Id make a deal with god,
And I'd get him to swap our places,
Be running up that road,
Be running up that hill,
Be running up that building.
If I only could, oh...

You don't want to hurt me,
But see how deep the bullet lies.
Unaware Im tearing you asunder.
Ooh, there is thunder in our hearts.

Is there so much hate for the ones we love?
Tell me, we both matter, don't we?
You, it's you and me.
Its you and me wont be unhappy.

And if I only could,
Id make a deal with god,
And I'd get him to swap our places,
Be running up that road,
Be running up that hill,
Be running up that building,
Say, if I only could, oh...

You,
Its you and me,
Its you and me wont be unhappy.

Cmon, baby, cmon darling,
Let me steal this moment from you now.
Cmon, angel, cmon, cmon, darling,
Lets exchange the experience, oh...

And if I only could,
Id make a deal with god,
And I'd get him to swap our places,
Be running up that road,
Be running up that hill,
With no problems.

If I only could
Be running up that hill
With no problems...

If I only could, I'd be running up that hill.
If I only could, I'd be running up that hill.

This chapter lines are: Id make a deal with god, And I'd get him to swap our places.

Rating for this fic: M (mature) violence, swearing and sex scences.

Annie's Point Of View

Standing in the middle of two peacekeepers is scary, standing in between two peacekeepers in the middle of President Snow's office is another matter. I have just returned from the arena almost an hour ago, having only seen a doctor and the odd nurse. Still not truly believing that I have won the Hunger Games. I had spent most of the time hiding with Stephen my District Partner: however, one slip and he had been meet face to face with one of Careers of District Two, who had polished him of by beheading him. No more than two days after that has the rest of us been in the flooded arena,me being the only one capable of swimming. Who had ever heard of a Victor whose skills were hiding and swimming!

As I now stood in the office the two peacekeepers by my aide , I really wish I could hide or swim at just this moments! I watched as one of the mighty doors being opened by a footman and in walked our President. He dismissed the two peacekeepers, and the door closed did he finally address me.

"Well, Annie... I have heard so much about you. You have caused much stir here in the Capital . I hear you had been rather friendly with Finnick over the years. Is it true after one of his years as mentor he had your initials tattooed on his shoulder-blade?"

"I don't really..."

"Cut the nonsense Annie... Are you involved with Finnick in anyway sexual? Are you lovers?"

"Emm... Well..."

"I'm waiting."

"Yes. it started after his second year of mentoring. We had always been friends, we were always together, we know each other."

"Annie, you understand that Finnick had broken his contract with me because of you. Annie, do you know what such punishments for such crimes as disobeying your President would be? Death Annie."

"Please... No... I'm sorry."

"Annie there's nothing you could do..."

"Take me instead. I'll do anything, please. Just leave him alone. Let him live on his own, no more visits here."

"Oh, he told you about those did he? His many appointments. Annie why would you do such a thing for Finnick? Would you be ready to take place instead?"

"Anything, please... I promise. I'll stay here."

"Anything you say. Oh Annie, I don't know Finnick has gained me so much and means a lot to us here in the Capital. You couldn't possibly want to take him away from us. Then again we could find some use for you."

"Please, I promise."

"Well, I have thought of a few things we could use you for. You would be a great addition to the local market, however, I have someone who would love a new play toy: my son."

"But is he not married?"

"She failed to give him anymore children."

"And you want me to give him children?"

"I'm glad we have a clear understanding of each other Annie."

Finnick's Point of View

I hadn't heard anything about Annie yet, and she was already out of the arena for three hours, her interview was only an hour away, I stood there standing with her stylist and prep team, but we hadn't heard a single thing back from any of her doctors, Mia, the escort for our District was pacing the halls, muttering something about keeping on schedule. A doctor finally arrived, but Annie was nowhere to be found.

"Where is she? What did you do to her?"

"Sir, please sit down while we explain the situation and your loss."

As soon as the doctor said those words, I could feel my throat sticking and feeling like I was going to be sick in the doctor's lap.

"Please Doctor, where is my Annie?"

"She swallowed a lot of water and it reached her lungs. We lost her for almost a minute. She had lost total control of her brain. She wouldnt;t have remembered anything and most likely her body wouldn't have worked. We decided that it was in everyone's best interest if we ended her suffering. "

"What...How?"

"Injection, she wouldn't have felt anything."

I bolted out of my seat and over to the waste paper bin, and brought up everything in my stomach. Everyone had their eyes on me, as they waited for me to say something.

"Can I see her?"

"We have already sent the body to disposal."

I finally broke down thinking that I had worked so hard with Annie, for Annie. Just to lose it all at the last hurdle.

Annie's Point of View

After my meeting with the President, I was sent to his son's quarters of the mansion. Philip Snow and his daughter were waiting for me in the 'drawing' room, as they called it but normal people would call it a sitting room. Philip Snow loosed a lot like his father, cold and menacing while his daughter had a calming presence. She introduced herself as Priscilla, she only looked to be eleven years old. Philip just stared at my breasts. Priscilla had requested that we all have lunch together. Philip placed me on his knee, making me feed him the different sandwiches that they were having for lunch. When he finished, my stomach started to grumble, and he let out a deep throaty laugh.

"I think I know what can help you with the hunger you have there."

He pushed me up of the chair, roughly grabbing my hand and pulling me towards another room which looked like the bathroom. I watched as his daughter watched her father drag me, as she looked down at her plate in disgust. Did she know what her father was talking about? The reason why I was here? Had he ever done any of these things to her?

"Don't touch me!" I snapped at him. He just smiled at me before he twisted my arm behind my back, I gasp in pain and my stomach was slammed into the sink in front of me. I was looking in the mirror to see Philip started to kiss my shoulder as his free hand started to rub my chest. "Let go of me!" I said as I struggled but Philip brought me closer to him.

"I can do whatever I want to you Annie. Have you already forgotten your deal with my father? You are all mine." He whispered in my ear as he pressed me harder against the sink and against him. I felt him bite onto my ear as his hand started to down. I pressed my knees tightly together, trying to stop what he was trying to do. He press his hips tighter against me, I felt something hard press into my butt. I heard Philip groan, causing me to freeze. Philip noticed this and a crocked smile formed on his face he moved towards me ear. "And you're causing this." He whispered before he started to undo the tie he wore around his neck.

I swallowed as he started to unbutton the black shirt he wore. I saw more and more of his chest and stomach. He started to kiss my neck as he pulled the tie from his neck. "Hope you like rough bondage sex." He told me before he put the grey tie in front of my eyes; I felt him tighten it before he moved his hands towards my panties and started to pull down.

"Please don't do this." I cried as I grabbed onto his hands. I couldn't see the face he made, all I could do was hear and feel what he was going to do to me. My felt my bottom lip tremble as the cloth started to slide down my thigh, I tried not to sob out so I bit my lip. I heard the zip of a zipper when Philip removed his hands from me. "Please…Stop." I sobbed when Philip started to grab onto my chest, squeezing hard.

"Where's the fun in that then." He told me before he started to laugh. He then grabbed onto my hips. I cried out in pain when I felt something very big and very thick went inside of me while I was still a virgin, I knew what it was after I heard Philip groan. "Count how many times I fuck you." He growled in my ear, I felt chills and bit my lips and closed my eyes as I felt tears leak out of my eyes, it hurt so much. "Do you fucking hear me!" he growled again, I just nodded my head. "Not good enough, I wanna hear you say it with your voice." He whispered in my ear.

"Y-yes." I sobbed earned another kiss on the neck from him.

"Good girl." He said before he thrust again. I choked out one before he thrust back into me harder and I sobbed out two. When he got to 20, he started to go really hard and fast, as I counted I held onto the sink and moved my feet around his ankles. When I reached to the 600th thrust he yelled out 'Fuck.' He rested his head on my shoulder; he then kissed it before I felt the weight move.

"Is that how you like it." he said as he untied the tie around my eyes. I just kept my eyes closed and sobbed. "There is more than just that coming." He told me as he pulled out. "But it's for later." He said as he zipped his pants back up. "But that was just what I needed before they announce your death. I wouldn't want to miss your funeral now would I. At least I get to come and have many more rounds with you." He continued as he buttoned up his shirt. "I just love seeing through green eyes and knowing that they're all mine." He told him as he kneeled in front of me. I crossed my legs and my arms to cover myself better.

Philip sighs as he started to take off his jacket; I brought myself closer in a ball, fighting back tears. 'Not again.' I thought as I held onto myself by the shoulders. I opened my eyes when I felt him just kiss my cheek and put his jacket over my shoulders and buttoned it up. "Why?" I asked him as he got up. He just looked down at me before he started to walk away from me. When I knew he wasn't in the room or the bedroom I stood up on shaky legs. I held onto the sink to keep me from falling. I bent over and breathed again. When I felt my legs stop shaking I closed the door, took off the jacket. I opened the glass door of the shower and turned it on the highest and the hottest it could go but it wouldn't burn me. And washed the filth that had been left on me.

Finnick's Point of View

There was no interview this year. They watched the recap of the Games and held a service in remembrance for Annie in the Capital. Her Victor Tour was just remembrance services in each of the District's. I was a shell of myself: not even the other mentors could lift my spirit. All of my 'appointments' had been cancelled and I had been home for almost two weeks with no mention of any appointments soon. Mags had been staying over at my house trying to help my: making sure I ate and got some sort of life.

Another month passed and then another. i hadn't been requested back to the Capital in almost four months. It wasn't until today that Snow finally called me. I was told that they no longer needed my services. I would only be required to come every year for mentoring. He informed me that his son was going to be a father again, and he hoped that the child would be born in time for the next Games.

A week later I received another note from the Capital:

'I made a deal with God.'