Disclaimer: I do not own the Hunger games or its characters, they both are owned by Suzanne Collins
He broke my heart, but that wasn't the worst part, the worst thing was that I believed that evrything would work out, and that being with him was apart of my future, but I was wrong, and trusting him was my first mistake.
Normally I wouldn't have gone for a guy like him, his natural build made him fit in perfectly with the athletes and the popular crowd,how could a guy like him every want a girl like me?
I was unpopular, and new I wasn't very social and I preferred books over parties. I was considered nerdy, but yet the day he walked into my life, I believed that everything was going to be ok, but I was wrong.
I wonder if Red Riding Hood knew that she was destined to meet up with a wolf set on eating her and her grandmother, if she had known would she have changed her mind about what she was doing, or would she have decided to just deal with it?
In a way I woder if my life much like Red's has some bigger picture that I don't know about, two paths, but only one right choice?
Some days I wonder why I didn't realize sooner that something was wrong, his reasons didn't make sense, but I didn't care. I was head over heels for him, nothing else mattered at all, not even, the dark looming cloud that began lurking towards us.
For our first date, he took me to the library, a place that I loved to be in, he had made us a small candle it dinner, and we flipped through old novels. I was confused as to why he brought me to such an odd place, and he said that he just wanted to make me happy.
I smiled wondering how many girls that this happened to, how many girls had a boyfriend who cared so much about what made them happy.
That night he walked me to my front door like a gentle man, and he planted a light kiss on my lips, leaving me with a warm feeling in my chest and a huge grin on my face.
I walked to my bed a screamed into my pillow, trying to release my excitement without waking up the entire neighborrhood. I couldn't believe that he had kissed me.
My life felt like one of those cheesy movies, where the girl gets her happy ending, I just couldn't believe that it came to me so quickly.
Our second date, he took me to a party at his friends house. I had to trade in my books for drinks, and my sweatpants and t-shirts for dresses and high heels. I decicded to do something that scared me, so I went to the party and I had fun.
I never imagined that it was possible to have this much fun, doing something besides studying, but that night proved me wrong. My great night turned bad when I couldn't find Cato, I couldn't figure out where he had gone, so I had to walk home in the dark.
I went home and cried that night, wondering if I had done something wrong, wondering if he was embarrassed by me. The next day I bought a wholenew wardrobe, trying to dress more like the pretty girls that you see on tv, that was my first mistake.
At school on Monday, he said that he liked the new me, which kind of hurt a little, but I just wanted him to be happy. He was the most important thing in my life, and I had to keep him from getting stolen from me, no matter the cost.
A few weeks later we went to another party, this one didn't have a great outcome either. Cato drove me there, and quickly leftme to join his friends who were playing a game of beer pong.
I was a little lost, I didn't drink, and I didn't know anyone at the party so I felt a little out place. I decided to head towards the music, maybe I could hang out in there. Someone grabbed my hand, and introduced himself as Peeta, I introduced myself and I danced with him and a few of his friends.
As it began nearing midnight, I went looking for Cato, I searched the living room before I went to the kitchen and saw a flash of blonder hair, out of the corner of my eye.
I turned and saw him all of some blonde chick, they were in the middle of an ongoing make out session. I turned and ran tears pouring down my face. I got home and just stared into the mirror.
Was I to short, was I to nerdy, was I just not good enough, so many question flew through my head. I came to the conclusion that it was an accident, he must have thought that it was me, yea that was it, I had said convincing myself, that was my second mistake.
My third happened when he missed our six month anniversery date. He said that his parents were out of town and he had to watch his little brother. I believed him, that was my third mistake.
A few days later I foud out that he lived by himself and he didn't even have a younger sibling. Why had he lied to me, I couldn't figure it out? Maybe he was just confused or something. That day I told him to meet me after school. He said ok.
After an hour,I went looking for him in the school. I was walking down the hall and I heard a groaing noise coming from the janitors closet. I opened the closet and saw him in there with the same girl from the party.
I screamed and bolted out of the doors. The tears came faster than I could handle. I tried driving, but I had to pull over, because the tears, began blurring my vision. I should have known that he was cheated, I was just to in love with a person that I barely knew to see it.
I sent him a quick telling him that we were done and layed my head on the steering wheel thinking about the past six months.
It took six months to create the perfect relationship, and it only took one day for him to ruin it all.
So I decided to right this one shot,because it kind of has some bits of my life in it,and the idea just popped into my head. If anyone thinks that I should continue it and make it a story let me know through PM or Review. I hope you enjoyed this.
