AN: If you're reading this story, thank you, and don't be scared to review! I have another story coming soon, possibly even later today, about the Careers saying goodbye to their friends and families if you want to keep and eye out for that.
Stay awesome!
Girl with a Flower Crown.
DIsclaimer: I don't even own Hunger Games merchandise. The characters mentioned all belong to Suzanne Collins, WHO IS NOT ME!
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I failed her.
If I had just been a few seconds - a few moments - earlier, Clove would be sitting here talking to me about our plans for the future, about what we'd do with our lives after we got out of this wretched arena.
We were going to share a house and get married in four years' time – once we were twenty. We were never going to have children – both of us were adamant on that, but we were going to have a cat.
Now that's not going to happen.
Clove is going back to District two, but not to our shared home in Victor's Village. She's going back cold and lifeless inside a coffin for her family to weep over and think of what could've been.
I'll kill that boy from District Eleven. I'll get revenge for Clove and make him pay for killing my lover.
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I was absolutely terrified when I ran to the Cornucopia. I didn't know what had happened, but I did know that Clove was in danger, and that was all that mattered.
My fear increased, if that was even possible, when I saw that girl on the ground.
That was not Clove.
Clove doesn't whimper or moan, she grits her teeth and pretends that there's nothing wrong.
But this time there was something wrong. Something really wrong.
Clove had a dent in her skull.
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I guess Rock Boy is just trying to survive, like the rest of us, but he killed my Clover in the process.
I'll get him.
I'll get him for Clove, whom I failed.
For Clove, for whom I was too late.
For Clove, whom I love.
I'll avenge her. Rock Boy will pay deeply for what he has done.
Although it is mostly my fault. I failed her, and now everyone has to suffer.
I failed her.