AUTHOR'S NOTE: The movie did Glimmer and Cato and it made me angry. D: But anyway, this is what I think what happened on the night before Glimmer dies. WHEEEE. but it's ew so um yeah.
DISCLAIMER: I did not help make/make the Hunger Games movie. All credits go to the people who made the movie, who helped make the movie, and who were in the movie. Credits also go to Suzanne Collins. There wouldn't be a movie without her book.
It was getting dark now and Marvel, Loverboy and Cato were already asleep. Glimmer and I were the only ones awake.
She fixes her hair while I sharpen my knives, hoping one of them would pierce through Glimmer's heart.
She's been flirting with Cato a lot lately, whereas I roll my eyes but deep down I know I can feel my heart breaking. That's why I need to stab hers.
Glimmer interrupts my thoughts. "Hey Clove," she says, flipping her hair, "Is it okay if I sleep first and you keep watch?" She smiles at me.
"Sure." I shrug.
She smiles. "Thanks."
I watch her stand up and walk over to Cato. What is she doing? I think to myself.
She lies down on Cato's extended arm.
I feel anger course through me. God I hate her.
And Cato.
He doesn't even do anything about Glimmer's flirting! He doesn't push her away, he doesn't kill her with his sword, nothing! And it sickens me. I know that Cato wants to be the victor as much as I do and if Marvel sends innuendos at me, he would feel one of my knives go through his chest in a matter of seconds. This is the Hunger Games. Not some dating television show!
But once again something else interrupts my thoughts.
Marvel wakes up, sweating. He catches his breath while I continue to sharpen my knives.
"Clove?" he says, still trying to catch his breath.
"What?" I ask him.
"Nothing..."
I nod, still sharpening.
"Nightmares?" I look up.
"Nightmares?" Marvel says, "Of course not!" It's obvious he's lying.
"Right." I look back down and continue making my knives more... deadly.
At the corner of my eye, I see Marvel look around and sees Glimmer and Cato. His head goes down, as if he was sad.
"Marvel?" I say, not looking up.
"Yeah?"
I think about it first. Is it okay if I ask about him and his obvious feelings for Glimmer?
Hmm...
"Never mind." I finally say.
He shrugs and lies back down on the ground, making his backpack a pillow.
I still sharpen my knives but Marvel's tossing and turning is distracting.
I sigh and finally make a decision.
"It hurts doesn't it?" I ask him.
He sits up. "What do you mean?"
"Seeing someone you lo-" Oh God. I almost said 'love'. "I mean, like. Seeing someone you like, like someone else."
"W-what?" I see Marvel blush even through the darkness.
"I see the way you look at Glimmer." I say, rather too fast.
"Oh." he says, "Oh." He pauses.
"Clove, I'm sorry but I just don't feel the same wa-"
My head shoots up. "Wait, what? I wasn't talking about you."
"You weren't?"
"I was talking about..." Should I say it? Should I-
"Cato?" he guesses.
I look at him. Was I that obvious?
"How did you know?" I ask him.
"I see the way you look at Cato." he says, rather too fast.
I smile, shyly. Which is weird because I never smile shyly!
"Don't tell anyone okay?" I say.
"Okay. Don't tell anyone about... you know, either."
"Got it."
He nods and lies back down after a few seconds.
I sigh as I hear snores coming from Marvel's mouth after about five minutes.
As the night gets darker and darker, I sharpen my knives, hoping one of them would still pierce through Glimmer's heart.
And just for the sake of him not to suffer loneliness, I hope one of them pierces through Marvel's heart, accidentally.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: WHAT? MARVEL LIKES GLIMMER? WHAAAAT? Well too bad, this is my fanfiction. :D WHAT? CLOVE AND MARVEL HAVE HEARTS? WHAAAAT? Well too bad, this is my fanfiction. :D Anyway, I might put more chapters for this story so that's cool but I'm not sure. :D Please rate and review. Thanks! :D