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39/Ash

39: “ I wish we could stay like this forever. ”

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The only thing I can hear is two words echoing over and over again. No not words. A name. The most important name in my life.

Asher Fairchild.

It repeats on a continuous loop in my mind until their name almost loses meaning.

Asher Fairchild.

Ash Fairchild.

Ash.

My Ash.

Not even twenty-four hours ago we were busy watching the stars and climbing rooftops. I can still smell the night air and the scent of leather that follows Ash everywhere they go. If I try hard enough, I can almost hear their laugh, almost feel the softness of their hair, almost see their blinding grin.

Right now, that grin is nowhere to be seen. In its place is a tight lipped smile that I can tell is their attempt to stop themselves from crying.

Why on Earth does it have to be them? Everyone knows the world is cruel, but this is downright evil. Of the thousands of names in that bowl there should be no way that the name Asher Fairchild should ever be called.

I’m shoving my way through the crowd desperate to reach Ash. I have no idea what I’m going to do but I can’t just stand here and watch my light walk out of my life and straight to their death.

There has to be something I can do. Could I volunteer? Or I could find some way to get them to redo the reaping. I can beg Father to stop and pick a different name. The Vesper name is powerful but is it really powerful enough to overrule a reaping? No, it's not, maybe I can knock over some of the cameras and cause a scene. I just need to do something. I don’t care how much trouble it’ll get me into. If it means Ash gets to live, I’ll gladly take any punishment.

I’ve finally managed to shove my way to the edge of the crowd, and I can see Ash walking down to climb the stairs up to the stage.

Just as they start to walk past me, I manage to reach out and grab their wrist, stopping them from moving any further. Any semblance of a plan that I had immediately disappears when I look into their eyes. I expected to see fear. Who wouldn’t be terrified in this moment, but all I can see in their eyes is the grim acceptance of their fate.

How can they just accept this so easily? They are walking to their literal death and they’re just okay with it? That’s not the Ash I know. The Ash that I know would fight this as much as they could, or they’d at least make it a show that nobody could turn away from. Instead, all they’re doing is putting on a smile and going quietly.

My confusion stops me from being able to say anything. So caught up in trying to figure out what is wrong with them, I don’t even notice the peacekeepers that have started to walk towards us. The moment I feel a hand on my shoulder I’m snapped back into reality.

They’re trying to pull me away, but I refuse to let go of Ash’s wrist. My grip so tight it has to be hurting them, but I can’t let myself care about that not right now. If I let go, I might not ever get a goodbye. So, I decide to hold on for dear life.

There’re four peacekeepers now, two behind me and two behind Ash, and each pair is getting ready to pull us apart. The fear that runs through my body is indescribable. Suddenly I’m able to understand why Hope freezes any time I try to take his favorite toy from him. I’m taking the most important thing in his life away and all he can do is sit there and watch.

I feel a hand wrap around the one I have latched to Ash’s wrist but this time I don’t feel the leather of a peacekeepers glove. Instead, I feel Ash’s warm and slightly shaky hand begin to pull mine away from them.

“You have to let go [Name]]. Please don’t make this a fight” they plead with me, their voice is so quiet that I can barely hear them.

“I’m not going to just let this happen Ash.”

“Yes, you are.”

They finally manage to pry my hand off their wrist but instead of stepping away they take a step forward and cup my face. We don’t say a word. I honestly don’t think either of us know what to say; not with all of Panem watching us. Instead, Ash leans forward and presses a kiss on my forehead. I desperately wish we could stay like this forever. Just as the peacekeepers begin to pull us away Ash leans to whisper in my ear.

“If you’re quick I bet you could sneak into the Justice Building. We can talk in there.”

For a second, I see the regular Ash again but just as quickly they’re gone. With a flash of a smile, they turn back to the stage and keep walking. I’m suddenly all too aware of the number of eyes I have on me. I even manage to spot a camera still pointed in my direction.

The peacekeepers try to pull me back, but I quickly shove off their hands and walk back into the crowd without them. I don’t care how many laws I’m breaking by leaving the reaping or how many more I’ll be breaking by sneaking into the Justice Building. If they’re going to take Ash from me, I’m going to at least get a proper goodbye.

The last thing I see before I duck out of the crowd are my father's eyes.

#mc suddenly realizing that they're on national television is kinda funny ngl #*giggles*#im so sorry (no im not)#this is like two days after i said i was gonna post it but pretend its not #ash fairchild.#mc vesper.#drabbles.

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