I turned to look at where Peeta laid sprawled out on the grass with a huge gash across his stomach. He never saw it coming; he was too focused on protecting me from noticing Cato lurking around his back. As I shoot an arrow through the boy from district 1's throat and watched him drown in his own blood, Cato had sneaked up on Peeta and was already cutting into him. I screamed and ran towards Peeta trying to save him from dying but before I could reach him, Cato was tackling me to the ground keeping me too restrained to do anything except trash violently around trying to break free.

"Let me go! Let me help him!"

Cato looked at me with an ugly smirk and shook his head before whispering "It's too late. It's over for you and lover boy now".

I saw the light that shone through Peeta's eyes disappear and I knew, I knew there was no coming back for him nor for me. We would never be the same and that was what shattered me into a million pieces.

"I win! I win the 74th Hunger Games and I want the girl on fire as my prize!"

I could practically hear the whole capitol screaming and cheering the boy from district 2 on when he showed the ultimate power by possessing his biggest threat in the hunger games. I cringed when Peeta's canon went off and Snow's voice rang through the forest claiming that Cato was the winner of the 74th hunger games with the girl from district 12 as his prize. I felt my heart shatter again and I let the allusive darkness consume me.

I woke up in a dark room. I tried to feel around me but my hands came to a stop when I felt a warm body next to me. Time stood still and I tried not to breathe as I silently begged for it not to be Peeta's merciless killer. My begging fell short when I heard him speak.

"Finally! The girl on fire has awakened. It only took you somewhat of four days just to come around".

Cato's big frame was towering over my body. His hands were locked around my wrists keeping me from moving anywhere. I looked up into his piercing blue eyes trying not to show fear as his murdering eyes penetrated mine.

"Do you know how fucking long I've waited for you? This was not the way it was supposed to go down! I shouldn't have been forced to wait four fucking days to take you!"

His body was shaking with rage and to be honest I was more than scared from the anger that his eyes portrayed. I was in no position to fight him off; I was weak from lack of food and he was a big man so my chances had never been good no matter what state I was in. I knew that if I didn't at least try, all Peeta had done would have been for nothing. I was never a quitter and I would not become one now, no matter how bad the odds were. I tried kicking and scratching him, but my efforts seemed of no use as he just laughed it off and backhanded me across the face. Tears welled up in my eyes from the pain, but I kept it inside. I would not cry in front of him, I would not allow him the satisfaction.

"It's really humors, how you think you even stand a chance against someone like me. You better not try shit like that again, girl on fire or you will be punished much worse than you ever can begin to imagine. I own you now and I will do whatever I please with you, no matter how much you may object. You are mine now, and I will never let you be taken from me. Ever".

His voice rang through my ears making me feel physically sick. How could he be so deluded to think, even for a second that I belonged to him. I thought he was out of his mind in the games but now I knew for sure that he was crazy and the thought alone scared me half to death.

I suddenly saw something pass in his eyes before his thigh spread my legs apart. I tried to clamp them shut, but he was too strong. He kept pressing my legs farther apart until I thought they would break from the pressure, it was not until that moment I noticed the only thing I was wearing was a black tank top with matching panties. My checks were red with embarrassment from being seen like this by anyone. Cato let out a low chuckle.

"Is the girl on fire embarrassed? You shouldn't be considering you'll be spending most of your time squirming under me making noises you've never even dreamt of"

He kissed me roughly on the mouth before forcing his tong inside. I tried to keep my mouth shut but he was too overpowering. He ripped my tank top in half before squeezing my breasts sore. I let out a whimper as he continued to play with my breasts.

"They are quite small, but somehow they suit you. I think I'll like to play with them".

His voice made me shiver and I don't mean the good kind. I felt so violated with him doing whatever he felt like to my body, I had never been touched this way before but I still knew it wasn't supposed to feel like this.

His hands stopped playing with my breasts to travel down to the only place where I was still covered, my panties. I tried pushing him off me, but to no avail, he didn't move an inch. I whimpered when I felt the last fabric being ripped off me. I closed my eyes not wanting to see his reaction when he looked at me there. Feeling his eyes stare so intensely at me made me wanting to run as far away as possible, but I knew I couldn't escape him.

I hear rustling of the sheets and a grunt as something heavy found the floor. I opened my eyes again, hoping that maybe he had change his mind. Maybe he never intended to do this to me after all. No, he would do this. I saw him there naked licking his lips as he took in my shaking body. I tried not to let my eyes wander down but I couldn't, not when he forced me to feel him. I had never been as scared before as when I saw him. He was long and thick with dark curly hair at the base. He was so big there was no possible way for him to even fit inside me; he would surly break me in half trying I was sure of it.

He removed my hand from him and settled between my legs spreading my legs once again, but this time around his waist. He touched me, playing with the curly hair and making me gasp out loud. I could see it in his eyes, the lust, the need to posses me.

"If you have been with another man, I will make sure you'll wish death on yourself! I will not tolerate it if you've been with anyone before! You hear me? You better fucking still be as innocent as the day you were born!"

Cato growled and plunged into me. Time stood still and I felt nothing. No pain, only nothingness. The look in his eyes was terrifying, like he was going to murder someone any second now. I felt him grip my wrist, nails digging into my skin making me bleed. He pushed forward one more time and I felt something inside me shred to pieces. I let out the loudest scream in my life. Tears fell down my cheeks as the pain was too overpowering. He only smiled, enjoying my pain for his own satisfaction.

"Yes! Ah, you're so tight!"

I closed my eyes trying to imagine myself anywhere but here with this monster. It didn't last long as the pain constantly brought me back to face reality. After a while he sped the pace up so our body made this slapping noise whenever they made contact with each other. He buried his face in my neck. "You're so tight for me. So tight." He whispered to me while trusting as hard and deep as he could go.

His body shook and his breath caught. He finished inside me before giving me my body back, but it was short lived. I felt his hands pull me into him, his limbs surrounding mine. I heard him whisper "Mine" while he nuzzled into me before the pain became too much and I let the darkness take me away.