Life After The Games

by infinitie-2

Hey guys! So this after the 74th Hunger Games. In this version Cato is the Victor. This fanfic is about Clove's feisty little sister, Phoenix. Cato was not reaped into the third Quarter Quell, in which the tributes were reaped from the existing pool of victors. Clove's parents had died before she went to the games, and she lived alone with Phoenix. Now Phoenix lives with Cato.

2. A Day At Training

Phoenix's POV

I slowly walk inside, and look around to see who might be looking at me. I see my best friend Silver climbing the rock wall. I walk to her with tears still in my eyes and red stains on my face from the tears.

"Phoenix, what's wrong?" she asks in a comforting voice.

"Cato was being a bitch this morning." I mutter to her.

"A hot bitch, then." Silver remarks. She's in love with Cato. "Now seriously, Phoenix. What's wrong?"

"It was Clove. Cato tries to make me feel better by talking about her, but he need to realize that that won't make me feel any better. I miss her so much." I say. I'm about to start crying again.

"Well, I don't blame you. She was a good big sister, but at least you have Cato. He may not be your sister, but at least you have someone." she says trying to cheer me up.

"I guess your right. I mean he was Clove's best friend... or boyfriend... or whatever he was, he was special to Clove." I say suddenly realizing I should have been a bit nicer to Cato this morning.

My trainer, Raven, calls me over to start. I slowly walk over, hoping he doesn't notice I've been crying. But of course, he does.

"What's with the teary eyes?" he asks, and I roll my eyes at him.

"Oh my god. It's nothing." I say starting to get annoyed.

"It doesn't look like nothing, Phoenix. What's wrong." he asks as he looks like he actually cares

"Cato and I were talking about Clove, and I got sad, okay." I say raising my voice.

"Your sister never gave up." he says, thinking that will get me going

"Well, I guess we should start" I say, because I need to throw a knife or something to release my anger.

"ok" Raven says. He still doesn't get me. No one will ever get me. Clove was the only one who did, and she's gone.

I train for three hours with Raven. Then I stay after some to throw knives. When I finally get home, it's about 5 pm. I walk inside and see Cato laying on the floor crying.

"Cato what are you doing?" I ask in a slightly bratty tone.

"I-I" Cato hesitates. I motion for him to continue talking. "Oh, I cant lie. I miss her. I miss the fun times we had. I miss the times where I would kiss her, and she wouldn't back away. I miss the times where she wanted to kill me. I miss her loving me." he says while crying his eyes out on the floor.

"Cato, I miss her like hell. Not a day goes by that I don't cry about how I miss her." I say to him.

"Then, how do you not look like you're about to fall apart." he asks.

"You learn to hide it when your like me." I say in a soft voice remembering how Clove used to tell me that about mom and dad.

"You'r one strong girl. Clove would be so proud." Cato says, calming down.

I help Cato make supper every night, but tonight, he said he said we could go out to dinner. So, we go out to eat at our favorite restraunt, a pizza place down the road. After supper I take a shower and get ready for bed. When I wake up, I will repeat the same routine over again.