Ch. 17 Only You

Sarah’s POV

In the end, despite my mom’s constant cajoling, it was a full week before I found the motivation to leave my room. I told myself I was done letting Finnick cross impact my life but the truth was, If it hadn’t been for the pungent smell permeating the space from my refusal to shower, I might have stayed in bed longer. But ultimately, the odor was stronger than even my depression.

After a full thirty minutes in the shower to wash away all the layers of dried sweat and tears, I used my last shred of energy to open all the windows and strip the bedding while trying not to gag. Once finished, and thoroughly disgusted with my shameless indulgence in self-pity, I finally left my bedroom.

Unfortunately, I didn’t get far before the sound of shouting stopped me in my tracks.

“I told you yesterday she doesn’t want to see you!” My dad’s usual bass tone rose a full octave.

“Please, Mr. Woods, just let me try to talk to her. Just one chance. That’s all I’m asking for!” Finnick grov