Sequel to "Leave The Pieces"
CATO'S POV
"BLEEP BLEEP BLEEP", my alarm clock went. 'Time to go check the mail', I thought. I groaned and got out of bed. Still half asleep, I went downstairs and bent down at the door to grab the mail. I walked into my kitchen and made myself some coffee. As the coffee was boiling on the stovetop, I sat down at the dining room table and began to flick through my mail. There was an ad for the latest Capitol tattoo artist and some bills. There was also a package from Clove. I tore open the wrappings and saw a single, silvery disc. Suddenly fully awake, I raced up to my room and put the disc in my computer. A video began to play. I watched, enamored, as my girlfriend began to play an unfamiliar tune and then sing a sad melody.
You're not sure that you love me
But you're not sure enough to let me go
Baby, it ain't fair you know, to just keep me hanging round
You say you don't want to hurt me
Don't want to see my tears.
So why are you still standing here, just watching me drown
And it's alright, yeah I'll be fine
Don't worry about this heart of mine.
Just take your love and hit the road.
There's nothing you can do or say
You're gonna break my heart anyway
So just leave the pieces when you go
Now you can drag out the heartache
Baby you can make it quick
Really get it over with and just let me move on
Don't concern yourself with this mess you've left for me
I can clean it up, you see, just as long as you're gone
And it's alright, yeah I'll be fine
Don't worry about this heart of mine
Just take your love and hit the road
There's nothing you can do or say
You're gonna break my heart anyway
So just leave the pieces when you go
You're not making up your mind
It's killing me and wasting time
And I need so much more than that
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
And it's alright, yeah I'll be fine
Don't worry about this heart of mine
Just take your love and hit the road
There's nothing you can do or say
You're gonna break my heart anyway
So just leave the pieces when you go
Oh yeah, leave the pieces when you go
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Leave the pieces when you go
But the most haunting words were the last two: "Goodbye, Cato." I knew one thing: I had hurt the girl that I love bigtime. But I didn't know why. What could I have possibly done to hurt her this badly? I grabbed my cell phone and dialed Clove's number. I had to know what I could have done to hurt her this badly. She answered and my ears were graced with her angelic voice.
She said, "Hello? Who is this?"
I quickly replied, "Hey, Clove. This is Cato. Don't you have my number?"
Her voice quickly filled with anger, hatred and hurt as she said, "Well I deleted it the same day that I wrote the song from the disc. So why are you calling me?"
I knew that I couldn't shy away from her now. I needed to know why she sent me a video of her playing a song.
"Clove, what did I ever do to make you send me that video?" I asked.
"Oh, I think that you know what you did." She said coldly.
"No, I really don't know what I did. So would you please just tell me?" I retorted.
"Fine. You really want to know? When we were on a date, working out, keeping in shape, some blonde named Glimmer came up and started talking to you. I was in the bathroom, but when I came out, you had your arms wrapped around this girl. I had wanted nothing more than to pull two of my knives out and throw one at that girl and one at you. But I left in tears." She said, sadness coloring her voice.
"Oh, Clove. I was just trying to teach her how to use a sword. I didn't think that you would see me helping her." I said, understanding painting my voice.
"Well, I did. So now here's the reality: We're over." She said and then hung up. I sighed dejectedly. What had I done? The love of my life had just broken up with me and I didn't know what to do. Suddenly my phone rang. I looked at the caller ID. It was someone from the Capitol. I answered, my voice dead.
"Hello?"
"Hello Cato. This is President Snow." A cold voice drawled. I sat up immediately.
"Hello, sir. What can I do for you?" I said, forcing my voice to come to life.
"Well, Cato, as I'm sure you know, the Victor's Tour is in a few days. Your stylists will be coming to yours and Clove's houses to get you ready. Now, you need to at least make it look like you and Clove are in love. The audiences were rather put out when Katniss and Peeta died in the Hunger Games. So you and Clove need to make it look like you were in love from the beginning. As I understand it, the two of you are already a happy couple?" He said. I couldn't disappoint the president.
"Clove and I are very close. We are great friends, nothing more, but I will speak to her about the secret star- crossed lovers plan." I lied. I knew that Clove would never talk to me about bringing our romance back to life, even if it was just for the cameras.
"Thank you very much for your offer, Cato, but Clove already knows about this plan. She, however, said nothing about the two of you being close friends. I assume that you are telling the truth and that she was simply keeping a few secrets." President Snow drawled in his icy tone. Then he hung up. I slumped against a wall. How could Clove and I fake a relationship when we had a real one a few days before? 'I have to go talk to her.', I thought. I quickly changed into more polished clothing and cleaned up a bit. I then rushed out of my house, into my Maserati, and then down to Clove's house. My best guess was that she was probably going to kill me when she finds out that I told President Snow that Clove and I were very close friends.