KatnissXCato

Katniss POV

The first day after the affair.

"Cato." I called, "CATO!" No reply. I wanted, no needed, to know where he was. I knew he couldn't be far. The games were ending. I needed to see him once more.

This was the biggest twist of fate I could have ever imagined. "The boy from two with fire girl?" I could hear the gamemakers mocking me inside my head, "Ha! What happened to bread boy?" I couldn't shake this new connection, with the boy from one.

"There will be a feast tomorrow, at the cornucopia." the announcer said. "Cato." I wispered subconsciously.

"What? Katniss, you're not going." Does he know? He couldn't.

"I am and you're staying." Wouldn't want to get caught. Peeta tugged at my shoulder. "You would do it for me, wouldn't you?" He wouldn't. It's not likely. Isn't it all for the games?

"Katniss..." He's a good actor.

I heard the faint sound of a parachute. Ding ding dooe. The same sound. I went out to find it. Nice timing, Haymitch.

I did assume it was Peeta's medicine. I took off the metal clip and broke the seal. Sleep syrup? Why the hell- oh, I will get his medicine while he's asleep. This may be my last chance to see Cato before one of us in brutally murdered by the other. That's all we know how to do right? Kill.

Last chance. I will go. Some people still believe I love Peeta. Poor, mislead capitol citizens. Then I remember their luxury that I would never dream of living in. I'm disgusted. Still, I'll keep "loving" him for these games. If we make it out.

I drugged him with the sleep syrup in the soup. He drinks it. Hopefully he didn't quite figure it out. He's knocked out for awhile. I'm safe.

I set out for the cornucopia, maybe catch him along the way. What if he brings her? Clove. Maybe they're right. It will be a bloodbath. I don't think she will come though.

I might as well put on a show. As I inch forward to grab the medicine, the red-haired "foxface" leaves the cornucopia. She may have a shot. Cato will get to her. I smirk at the thought.

I went for the bag with "12" on it. As I ran something caught my eye. It's not something though, it's someone. It's her. Without him.

Betrayal. He choose that bitch over me? He isn't who I thought he was. Or is he? The vile, cruel, monstrous killer. Cheating isn't nice when it bites you in the ass. Maybe I could be the reason he goes down. What a twist. Strange how these games change us without us realizing it.