Pathetic

by RoseOfAndromeda

A short one-shot about Cato and Clove during the feast scene. I am a complete die-hard Clato fan and hate that Clove died and that they removed Clato from the film but I guess we can't have everything. It is told in Clove's point of view. Ca/Cl. Rated T because it's The Hunger Games.

I was gone, falling into a dark abyss. I'm a Career and I die in the most ridiculous way possible. A rock. I was dying because of District 11 and his rock. This was not my plan. I was going to win. It was going to be my year. I was going to be a victor and now I'm fading. I will be remembered, I wanted that, but not like this. I was 'Clove: The Girl With The Knives' and now I am 'Clove: The Career Killed By A Rock'.

Pathetic.

As the darkness continued to take over me, I felt a hand holding mine. It was warm, unlike mine. "Stay with me, Clove. We can win this. Just please, d-don't die. Stay with me. The sponsors will send something, I promise." That voice, I knew that voice. Cato. He was desperate and crying.

Pathetic.

I was crying too, I was scared. I was too young to die. I was helpless, I had an ill family to look after and now they would join me. Death would be their fate, not as stupid as my death but still. Unless. "Cato? Please win." I whispered.

Pathetic.

"No. We'll both win, you're not going to die. I promise you, Clove. We can both go home" He says. "Cato, you know that's not true. Just win for me, look after my family, please Cato… I don't want to die. I want to see my family again. I want them looked after, healthy. Not dead like me." I cried. "Clove, don't say that. You're going to be fine." We were both crying hysterically now.

Pathetic.

We were both pathetic excuses for careers. Pathetic murderers. Just completely pathetic. I hated it. Why were we so pathetic? Why were we so stupid and careless. Crying.

Pathetic.