Gale
I hesitantly climbed the tree behind her house. I had almost been caught when Cato heard me in the bushes. Thankfully, he hadn't seen me.
I fingered the rock in my pocket. The only reason I had it was to throw it at her window to get her attention. I would have to make it quick. If anyone saw me, I could be in big trouble. Especially if it was Cato.
I sat on a sturdy, level branch, only to stand moments later. I pulled the rock out of my hand and tossed it at Katniss' window. She opened it moments later, angry, searching for who threw it. First the ground, then the trees.
She saw me and began to reach to close the window.
"Wait!" I called. "Please just listen to me!"
"Why should I listen to you?" she countered. "You who claimed your love for me, and expected me to love you back? You who when I told you how I felt became so mad you wouldn't speak to except to sneer at me? I never loved you Gale! I only wanted to be friends! Why can't you see that?" she closed her window before I could reply and drew the curtains too.
"Katniss! Katniss!" I screamed.
When I finally gave up calling her name I began to climb down the tree. I jumped the last few feet and saw Cato standing before me.
"What are you doing here Gale?" he asked. "Can't you see you've caused her enough harm?"
"It wouldn't have been this way if it weren't for you!" I replied harshly, forgetting my fear of him in my anger. "It's your fault Katniss hates me! It's your fault she won't even associate with me! If you hadn't come around it would never have turned out this way!"
Cato didn't say anything. He just stood there, willing me to continue.
"I'm sorry, Cato," I said, lowering my eyes. "I just wanted to tell her I was sorry and instead she went off on me."
Cato did two things after that. One was something I was expecting him to do, punch me, the other was what I had least expected, be kind to me in the slightest way.
"We all have problems with girls," he said kindly. "But one things for sure, you don't mess with someone else's."
I looked up and saw his hand balled up in a fist. I didn't realize what he was about to do, until he hit me.
My knees buckled and I hit the ground, holding my nose. I rolled onto my back. Big mistake. Cato hit me again in the face and I blacked out.
Katniss
My mother paced across the darkened room, obviously angered by "Cato's arrogance" as she called it. I thought it had been sweet of him to "protect" me in his way, but I hated to see anyone in pain. Even if it was someone who had caused me so much pain. Deep down I knew Gale still considered me his friend, whether or not I did was a different story.
"Mother!" Prim called. "Mother! He's awake!" Gale was groggily sitting up. I looked over my shoulder to see Cato glaring at Gale.
"Prim? Katniss?" Gale asked, looking around. "Cato! What happened?"
"We think you fell out of that tree, Gale," my mother said. "You know the one that you were in, talking to Katniss?"
"Yes," he replied, his voice hoarse. "But he... he..." Gale trailed off, pointing at Cato.
"He what?" I asked, although I already knew what had happened. I had seen the whole thing from my window. My mother and Prim didn't know though. I intended to keep it that way too.
"All Cato did was carry you into the house when he discovered you beneath the tree," I said.
"No! No he didn't... He... he...ppp," he stuttered drowsily before passing out again.
"What did Cato do Katniss?" my mother asked, rounding on me. "You obviously know something that you're trying to hide."
I sighed. I had never been a good liar. My mother knew that.
"Cato punched him," I managed to say. My mother gasped and searched for Cato in the room, but he was gone.