A/N Finally got to see catching fire last night… god it was so good, bravado Francis. Sorry if this chapter sucks it takes a while to get a movie out of my head, I also got to see another movie based off a book that I really wanted to see, the perks of being a wallflower, you couldn't find a copy anywhere in America, and being American, we try to get everything that we can for free, ha, ha. I love being a cheapskate.
"Seriously?" Enobaria rolls her eyes pulling a silver projector from the table. I watch he replay of the peacekeepers pulling Cato and I away. The Cameras cut off at that. "Tell us Clove, do you even consider what happens after your wild rages?" Brutus asks. I fold my arms. "No." I say a frog in my throat.
"I'm not up for a lecture right now, let's reschedule." I say dryly. Cato marches into the room. "She was doing what was right." He says, a wire like scratch stains his face. I look out as grainy fields pass us. We move past the tunnels off district ten my eyes keep on the grazing cattle, before the high prison-like walls rise over the district.
"You have one night left and you do this right before going into the Capitol?" He asks. I bite my lip. Brutus shakes his head. "I just can't with this little devil anymore." He announces. I drop my head placing my sticky palms together. Enobaria shakes her head patting Brutus on the middle of his buff back. I watch the couple exit my eyes wary of Cato's.
"They shot him, Katniss's cousin." Cato announces. "Blew his brains out all over the stage, right in front of all of those children." Cato announces. "The sister was fine if you needed to know." He adds sitting next to me. I hold him close tucking my head under his arm.
"I saw that little toddler's corpse to." He says. It doesn't take a rocket scientist to know which toddler, the girl with the bear. I blink as tears fog my eyes. "Cinna will want me to get ready in a few hours." I announce. Cato nods rubbing my shoulders. "I'm always here to talk love." He assures. I nod softly. "If the odds stay in our favor." I say. He smiles trying to ignore the serious tone in my hollow voice. "How long can we escape this Cato?" I say. "They saw hope in my love, and if the lower districts can rebel off a crazy girl from a district they hate, what's to stop our whole nation from being eliminated?" I ask. Cato soothes me. "I don't want to think about that Clove.
Hours later.
"Here they are, our vicious love birds from two!" A voice announces. I blink, my newest dress is designed to look like a mountain mid- avalanche, bits of rock and snow rotate around my frame, and the rocks crumble the slowest I've ever seen. Cato takes my hand his suit almost as beautiful as mines, his frame makes a nice mountain, whereas Cinna had to alter the dress skirt to fit my frame more.
Ellie had warned us we would be touched a lot and not to worry, but I hadn't expected it that much. Hard and soft hands rub me as I make my way to the large mansion. The women would probably go crazy over Cato if I hadn't been clinging on to him for support.
Snows granddaughter sits in a lovely blue dress greeting all of the guest. "When I get older, I want to be just like you." She smiles. I look into the innocence of the small girl, not seeing how such a nice girl could descend from a monster that killed twenty four children each year. I don't want to know as Cato pull me inside. Almost automatically I'm pulled away from him, it seems everyone want to dance with me, which is weird considering how ugly I found myself.
After a while I decide to wonder off on my own. I look up a long mahogany stair case. A fat man rubs me. "Congratulations." He smiles awkwardly. I nod. "Sure." I shrug. I wait until the area clears before I venture upstairs, I walk down a long corridor a large oak double door opens as I turn to it.
I timidly look inside of what seems to be an office. A warm breeze hits my face as I look in. several polished shelves sit loaded with books and knick knacks. A large plush purple chair sits in front of a neatly cluttered desk. I don't move as the chair turns around. A man with a glass of white wine in hand smiles his blue eyes reminding me of snakes, which unbelievably scares the shit out of me. "Hello Snow." I say weakly.
