Place To Stay || Poseidon
Continued from here with @theboyfromfour;
The water had soaked her clothes and was sticking to her skin, the way her hair had around her face. She stepped in, shivering. What happened was a good question, she didn’t know what exactly happened. Maybe it was because she couldn’t stand her house anymore, she couldn’t stand being alone in silence.
The truth was; she missed him. She missed Finnick so much, but he was gone and so she needed to learn to live with it. She didn’t think things would be taken away from them so quickly— no one ever really does, it just happens. She didn’t have him to take care of her, so she went to someone she trusted.
“I couldn’t sleep,” she admitted to him, her voice soft. Tired. It was one of those nights where she knew she wouldn’t be able to fall asleep, the little things Finnick and her shared would come to haunt her. “I didn’t want to be alone.”
It was easier to tell him the truth than to lie, especially when she’d come to him for help. Lying would make things harder, she’d have to keep what she felt hidden inside. Hiding was no longer an option, she had no one to hide from.