Author's Note: Alright. I know I haven't updated since Thursday but I have my valid reasons. First, I went to the new horror movie at the theater then I went to watch the very end of my brother's football game. I then went to spend the night at my friend's. We did sleep for a change though. It's a miracle! I'm not even lying. I was babysitting today and I will be tomorrow before I have my first dance practice. Oh my. This was a packed weekend. I'm lucky I have time to update. So since I'm starting to drag on this note, here it the forth chapter of Over Protective.

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Chapter 4 - Let's Talk

Cato POV

Okay. It's official. I hate school. Well, I hate Ms. Trinket. She is such and old bag. She looks and talks funny. My gaze drifts over to Clove. She sticks her binder in her locker. I can't hep but notice how good she looks. She was in a light blue jacket over a black tank top. She was in a white lace skirt over black leggings. She was also wearing blue Sanuks. Her hair was half tied into a braid. The bottom half was down. I felt like I could die right now and not care. I heard some yell at Clove. I looked at my locker. I did NOT want Clove to know I was looking at her. I watched Foxface run up to Clove. They were talking when Foxy's gaze lifted to me. She said something and Clove's head whipped in my direction. I tried to make it look like I was just at my locker to get my binder for the next class. I grabbed my binder and tried to act casual. I looked back at Clove who was writing something down and hand it to Foxface. Clove grabbed her binder and locked her locker before walking off. Foxface walked past me in the direction of Marvel. She slipped the piece of paper into my hand as she walked by. I watched her hug Marvel before I read the note.

Dear Cato,

Hey. We need to talk. It's urgent. Meet me in the music room during lunch break today.

Love, Clove

I rubbed my hand over the second last word of the note. She said LOVE Clove. I look again. I take out a pen and write a C before the word love. Hey! You can't spell Clove without love! That's so cool! I feel a head on my shoulder. I turn my head to see Marvel. I jump knocking Marvel hard in the jaw.

"What the heck man? Are you gay or something?" I barked.

"Dude, Clove must like you back. She wrote love when she could of wrote from," he smirked.

"Do you know what she wants to talk about?" Foxface asked in a sly voice.

"No. Do you?" I asked pinning her to the lockers.

"Lay off my women dude," Marvel barked.

I released Foxface. She snuggled into Marvel's arms almost instantly. I was not impressed. I knew Foxface knew what Clove was setting up. I ran my fingers through my blonde tuffs of hair.

This would be and interesting lunch break.

*Lunch Break*

I stood outside the music room. I was waiting for Clove. She hasn't showed up all. I notice Katniss and Madge walk by in a deep argument. I called the two of them over to where I was standing. They walked over.

"Hey ladies. Do you know where Clove is?" I asked as coolly as possible.

"Well she got out of class early so she went to the music room to play piano," Katniss explained before she and Madge took off.

I opened the door quietly. Clove was sitting at the piano. She was currently playing music so she didn't notice me come in. She was playing Clarity by Zedd.

High dive into frozen waves where the past comes back to life
Fight fear for the selfish pain, it was worth it every time
Hold still right before we crash 'cause we both know how this ends
A clock ticks 'til it breaks your glass and I drown in you again

'Cause you are the piece of me I wish I didn't need
Chasing relentlessly, still fight and I don't know why

If our love is tragedy, why are you my remedy?
If our love's insanity, why are you my clarity?

(Hey-ay, hey-ay-ay. Hey-ay, hey-ay-ay. Hey-ay, hey-ay-ay. Hey-ay, hey)

If our love is tragedy, why are you my remedy?
If our love's insanity, why are you my clarity?

Walk on through a red parade and refuse to make amends
It cuts deep through our ground and makes us forget all common sense
Don't speak as I try to leave 'cause we both know what we'll choose
If you pull then I'll push too deep and I'll fall right back to you

'Cause you are the piece of me I wish I didn't need
Chasing relentlessly, still fight and I don't know why

If our love is tragedy, why are you my remedy?
If our love's insanity, why are you my clarity?

(Hey-ay, hey-ay-ay. Hey-ay, hey-ay-ay. Hey-ay, hey-ay-ay. Hey-ay, hey)

Why are you my clarity?
Why are you my remedy?
Why are you my clarity?
Why are you my remedy?

If our love is tragedy, why are you my remedy?
If our love's insanity, why are you my clarity?

She took her hands off the piano. I clapped. She jumped and turned to face me. She stood up. I heard her feet tap across the floor while she walked to the door. She stuck her head out the door and looked around. She shut the door and locked it. She leaned against the wall.

"I feel like I need I should warn you. My brothers will try to threaten you about dating me. Be warned," she said before leaving me in the room.

I was confused. I walked out of the room. I started to follow Clove but I saw Jett step from around a corner preventing me from following Clove. I turned around and saw Cephas a few inched behind me. I turned around and Jett was right in my face. The boys pushed me against the wall. Both their eyes flashed red. I felt Jett pressed a sharp bade against my neck. It was slowly being pushed deeper and deeper into my neck. All I could see was white before I heard Cephas whisper into my ear.

"No one is allowed to love our little sister."

...

I shot awake. I was in a cold sweat. Was this all a dream? I pick up my phone off my nightstand. I looked and saw Marvel had texted me.

Dude. I should give you a fair warning. If you ever want to even think about dating Clove, you need to deal with Cephas and Jett. They are over protective brothers. They will give you a 'Rules For Dating Our Sister' talk. Be warned though. They will turn that into a physical fight. Be safe. Be warned. Be careful.

Oh no. Cephas and Jett will give me a talk that could turn violent?

My nightmare could become a reality.

And here ir is. My very late chapter four. I'll try to update tomorrow night but no promises. Please review, favorite, and follow.