Hey guys! I hate school… BUT THEY OFFICIALLY CASTED FINNICK WOOP WOOP! My reaction:
Me: AHH OMG YES! THEY FINALLY CASTED FINNICK!
My family: Who the hell cares exactly?
My family doesn't understand the life of a fangirl… Now for the story!
"Hi, Gale," I whisper in a terrified manner.
"Aw, little Clovey is scared." He walks closer to me and grins at me deviously.
"What do you want?"
Gale softens his eyes. "I want to see you, Babe. I love you." He places a hand gently on my shoulder and smiles. I shake his hand off me and he mutters to himself, "Well, there goes that approach," before grabbing my wrist and shoving me towards the stairs.
I try to scream, but he covers my mouth with his hand. Gale shoves through the crowd with me being pushed in front of him. No one notices me being forced against my will. They all ignore me and carry on their conversations with a red plastic cup of alcohol in one of their hands.
Gale stops at one of the rooms and throws me in. I pull myself beside the dresser and prepare myself for whatever he tries to do to me. Stay strong.
He closes the door and saunters over to me. He presses himself up against me and smiles. I shove him off me and his face twists into an angry expression.
"Gale, you cheated on me. We have been over for a long time. I don't want you." I yell. He obviously wasn't taking no for an answer.
"But I want you Clove." He reaches out for me and pushes me to the ground. My head hits the ground and I look up to see Gale above me.
"Help!" I shout, but it is most definitely pointless with how loud the music is playing and how drunk people are.
Gale kicks me in the stomach to get me to shut up. It feels like someone has just thrown a spear through my stomach and left me to die. I curl in a ball. I'm completely helpless. I start crying from both the pain and him. Does this man not know what he has done to me?
The bedroom door swings open and hits the wall. "Hey bastard." The voice is familiar, but I am too scared to look up to see who it is. I hear a few punches and grunts. Something sounds like it dropped to the floor heavily and everything went quiet.
"Clove it's okay," the person whispers next to me. They touch my forehead and gently move hair out of my face. "Clove, it's Marvel."
My eyes shoot open and see Marvel kneeling next to me and Gale knocked out on the floor behind him. I jump up and launch myself into a hug. My tears fall onto his shirt and he rubs my back soothingly.
"Thank you," I mumble into his chest between sobs. If he didn't get here when he did, things would have gotten a lot worse.
"He shouldn't be doing this to you." I pull my face away from Marvel's shirt and look up at him. "You are a strong girl. Look what he turned that into." He stood up from the floor and helped me up after. "I'll be out here waiting. You go get cleaned up."
I walk off to the bathroom and look at myself in the mirror. I look like a mess. My mascara is running, my eyes are puffy, and my hair is a disaster. I wipe of the running mascara and run a hand through my hair to fix it. I redo my eye makeup from what I find in the bathroom drawers and meet Marvel outside.
He's still there, lying on the bed, staring at the ceiling. Gale is still unconscious on the floor. Marvel sits up and smiles.
"Shall we go?" He stands up and offers his arm for me.
"We shall." I loop my arm in his and walk back downstairs.
We push through the crowds of people into the kitchen where I find Katniss, Madge, Annie, and Peeta. They all have drinks in their hands which is definitely alcohol.
"Clove! Where have you been?" I break off my arm from Marvel and walk over to hug Katniss. "Have you seen Foxface?"
When Jackie and Katniss first met each other, they absolutely hated each other. Katniss always called her 'Foxface' because of how she looks like a fox and Jackie called Katniss by her last name. After a few years, they became friends, but the names stayed.
Jackie runs into the room and squeals with joy. "Everdeen! Where've ya been?"
"I've been trying to find you." They embrace and they start talking with the rest of us.
I lean against the counter and look around the room. It's packed with tipsy teens flirting with one another. Some of them are making out, too. Ugh, sick. I look over at Marvel and he mouths "Are you okay?" and smiles. I nod and look around the room again.
I drone out their conversation and think to myself. I have probably not been listening for an hour when I hear commotion in the cramped hallway. I look over and freeze at the sight of who is causing the ruckus. "Move it," the gruff voice says. It's Gale pushing through the crowd toward the kitchen.
My face drains into a pale color and my mouth hangs open. Gale looks up and sees me in the kitchen; he growls and speeds up. Shit. Frantic, I run out of the room into the living area where the band is playing. I can hear Gale behind me.
I make it to the stage and step up. Am I really doing this?
"Do we have a volunteer?" A guy about 20 with dyed blond hair asks excitedly.
I gulp, "Yes." He hands me a microphone and I head to the front of the stage. "Hi, I'm Clove and this song is for Gale," I say happily. Gale stops shoving himself through the crowd and looks up at me. "Say hi to everyone Gale!" Gale scowls at me and I walk over to the guy and whisper into his ear. He smiles and starts the band off.
Almost everyone is looking at me. My group of friends are leaning out the kitchen and staring at me in shock. I dance around the stage a little and start singing.
I remember when we broke up the first time
Saying, "This is it, I've had enough," 'cause like
We hadn't seen each other in a month
When you said you needed space. (What?)
The crowd is into it. They are singing along with me. I smile and get in the groove of things. No one likes a nervous performer. Let loose, have fun.
Then you come around again and say
"Baby, I miss you and I swear I'm gonna change, trust me."
Remember how that lasted for a day?
I say, "I hate you," we break up, you call me, "I love you."
They like me. They laugh when I put personality into the song. This is fun.
Oooh we called it off again last night
But oooh, this time I'm telling you, I'm telling you
I walk to the left of the stage and point to Gale.
We are never ever ever getting back together
We are never ever ever getting back together
I gesture to some of the people around him.
You go talk to your friends,
I gesture to the rest of the crowd.
talk to my friends,
I point to myself.
talk to me
I run back to the middle of the stage and sing out to the crowd.
But we are never ever ever ever getting back together
Like, ever...
I laugh and look over to my friends. Marvel waves and the rest give thumbs up. I wave back and smile.
I'm really gonna miss you picking fights
And me, falling for it screaming that I'm right
And you, would hide away and find your peace of mind
With some indie record that's much cooler than mine
The crowd laughs at my dramatic statement.
Oooh, you called me up again tonight
But oooh, this time I'm telling you, I'm telling you
We are never ever ever getting back together
We are never ever ever getting back together
You go talk to your friends, talk to my friends, talk to me (talk to me)
But we are never ever ever ever getting back together Oooh yeah, oooh yeah, oooh yeah
Oh oh oh
I used to think that we were forever ever
And I used to say, "Never say never..."
Huh, so he calls me up and he's like, "I still love you,"
And I'm like... "I just... I mean this is exhausting, you know, like,
We are never getting back together. Like, ever" No!
We are never ever ever getting back together
We are never ever ever getting back together
You go talk to your friends, talk to my friends, talk to me
But we are never ever ever ever getting back together We are not getting back together,
We oh, not getting back together You go talk to your friends, talk to my friends, talk to me (talk to me)
But we are never ever ever ever getting back together.
The crowd bursts into a deafening applause. I shrug my shoulders at Gale and laugh a little. He storms away through the crowd and slams the front door behind him when he exits. "Thank you." I wave to everyone and scurry off stage.
The dyed blond guy runs after me and talks to me. "Holy shit! You are amazing." I blush and let a smile creep on my face.
"Thanks. Only one person has heard me sing before, so."
"Well you are absolutely fantastic." He smiles and walks back on stage to his band.
I squeeze myself through the crowd; I get stopped every few feet by someone I don't even know complimenting me. I keep moving until someone places a hand on my shoulder and turns me around. Cato was standing there with in a button down and jeans smiling.
"So can I tell people you are a really good singer now?"
"Well it's not much of a secret now, is it?" He laughs and pats me on the back.
"CLOVE!" Before I had time to react, Katniss, Madge, Annie, Jackie, Marvel, and Peeta attack me from behind and envelop me in a group hug. They all shout things at me at the same time.
"Oh my gosh I didn't know you sang."
"You were amazing!"
"Gale looked pissed!"
"You rocked it!"
"Everyone loved you."
"I don't think she can breathe." Everyone steps away and laughs. Everyone left to go back to the kitchen except for Marvel. We stood there for a minute before Marvel comes to me and gives me a friendly hug
He walks away and yells back to me, "You are awesome!" I stifle a laugh and turn around to leave the crowd when Jackie's voice rings out from the stage making me stop in my tracks.
"We will now start the games! We will start with 7 minutes in Heaven." A lot of hoots came from the crowd. Jackie was standing on stage holding two bowls filled to the brim with slips of paper. "Girls take from this bowl." She lifts the bowl in her left hand. "And boys take from this one." I turn around to walk away, but I hear Jackie talk into the microphone once again. "Clove Morrison you better play the game."
I sigh and walk to the stage and take a slip of paper. This is going to be terrible.
"Let's start with numbers 1 through 5." 10 people walk up on stage and get directed to rooms. This is going to totally suck.
Every 7 minutes, 10 more people would be called to the stage. I lean against the wall and clutch the piece of paper in my hand.
"25-30." 9 people walk up to the stage and stand there. Jackie is scanning the room. "We need a 28!" She looks throughout the room again before she shouts. "Everyone check your numbers."
I unfold my number for the first time and see a number printed in small black ink. 28. Shit. I try to slip through the crowd unnoticed, but almost everyone sees. "Clove! Come on up here! You are paired with Cato!" I hate everything.
"Ah fuck," I complain loudly. I drag myself to the stage and step up.
"Watch your language, missy," Jackie scolds in a sarcastically motherly tone. Everyone laughs at her comment and laughs at me when they see that I am the only one who isn't happy about making out with some random person.
As soon as I make my way over, Jackie drags us off and splits us off into assigned rooms.
Cato and I walk silently down the hall to the room. He opens the door and I hop onto the bed and lie on my back staring at the ceiling. Cato walks over and lies next to me.
"Don't you dare do anything to me or I will cut you." He scoots away from me and stares at the ceiling.
"Can we at least talk?"
"About what?" I snap. "About my life? All you want to do is learn everything about me and use it to get in my pants. I know your type. You are popular, muscular, attractive, can charm any girl, and only care about banging hot chicks." He seems shocked at my accusation. "I am NOT the girl you are looking for. If you want someone, go get Glimmer." Cato's mouth hangs open and he has a look of hurt in his eyes. I turn over and face away from him. I hate that I have to be here and I hate that I have to be with him.
"Clove, I just want to know what happened between you and Gale."
"See? You want to know everything about me so you can get in my pants."
"I never said I-"
"You were thinking it."
Cato places a hand on my shoulder and I shake it off. I jump off the bed and speed to the other side of the room.
"You want to know everything? Fine. I loved him. I loved him more than anything." Tears start to fall down my cheeks. "I wasn't careful." Cato runs over to me and hugs me. His tender embrace reminds me of how Gale used to hug me. Cato leads me back to the bed and sits me down.
"When he asked me out, I was ecstatic." I hug my knees and spill my heart out to him. "A hot, popular guy asked the shy girl out. Who wouldn't be happy? I believed everything he said. Every "I love you" was real to me. We were soon attached to each other. There was a lot of kissing in public. I got in trouble a lot more because we would sneak off during school. I was head over heels for him. I did everything he said. One day I went to my best friend Emily's house. We were going to a movie and I stopped by early. Her dad let me in and I went to her room. I opened her door and found her having sex with Gale. I left and got in my car, but Gale followed me and managed to get in the passenger seat. I jump out of my car when it was speeding down the road. That's how I got these." I lift my arms and show Cato the fading, white scars on my arms.
"The day after I caught him, he pinned me up against his car when I was walking to school. He said he loved me and couldn't bear to be without me. I told him to stop when he started touching me, but he punched me in the face, threw me on the ground, and kicked me in the stomach. Then, he called me a bitch." I cry harder.
"Clove, you are not a bitch." Cato wraps his arms around me and whispers in my ear. "Shh it's okay."
"Another day he came to my house when my mom wasn't home and beat me with a bat. He told me that we will always be together. I have tried to protest against it, but he just beats me. I couldn't stop him. Do you know how weak that made me feel? I felt so useless." I start sobbing into my knees.
Cato hugs me tighter. "Shh you are definitely not useless, Clove."
I lay my head on his chest and sit there for a minute. "Well, now you are one step closer to getting in my pants. Are you happy now?" I mumble. I roll off of him and walk to the bathroom. I slam the door shut and plop onto the floor. Why did I break down like that?
There's knocking at the door. "Clove, open up."
"No."
Cato groans on the other side of the door. I hear his footsteps and the bedroom door swing open and slam shut. He's gone.
I wipe off my makeup and wash my face in the sink quickly before heading back into the bedroom. The moment I open the door, someone swoops me up throws me onto the bed. I see Cato's blond hair flash in my eyesight before he lies on top of me. Why do I always fall for this?
"Cato!" I struggle under his weight and he just laughs.
The bedroom door swings open and Jackie enters the room. "Time's up- Oh. You two carry on." She winks at me and backs outs of the room before closing the door.
"JACKIE!"
Cato laughs again and rolls off me. "Aw someone's embarrassed."
"This never happened."
"What never happened, Clover?"
I wince at the nickname. "I never cried in front of you and don't you dare call me that ever again."
"Whatever you say Clover," he smirks.
I growl at him and storm out of the room. I make it down the hallway and find Annie drinking more alcohol.
"Annie, can we leave?" I ask her stubbornly. She twirls the alcohol in her cup and laughs.
"But why? I'm having so much fun!" Annie stumbles over her words. She usually isn't a drinker, so something is up.
I leave her for a minute to find Finn. I find him flirting with a group of pretty girls. "Finn. Here. Now." Finnick slides his way between the girls and follows me. I stop a distance away from Annie and point to her. Finnick connects the dots and walks over to Annie.
He scoops her up and walks with me out the front door. I find her car and I get inside. Finn places her down in the back. He is about to turn around and walk away when Annie grabs Finnick and smashes her lips into his.
Finnick has loved Annie forever. Annie was always hated it how Finn flirted with every girl that was near him. She always loved him even though she wouldn't admit it. I guess it's the drunk talking.
Annie pulls away and gazes into Finnick's sea green eyes. "I love you," she whispers.
Finnick is dumbfounded. He smiles like an idiot and whispers in reply. "I love you too, Annie."
"Are you two lovebirds done yet?" I complain loudly.
"Can Finnick come, too?" Annie asks enthusiastically. She's definitely drunk. Anything could happen if Finnick comes and stays over.
I shudder at the thought and sternly reply to Annie. "No. You're drunk and you will regret it in the morning."
"Do you not trust me?" Finnick gasps in sarcastic way. "I am offended!"
"Fine, but tomorrow I expect that my friend will still have her virginity and will not be pregnant."
"I agree to those terms," Finnick agrees and sits next to Annie in the back of the car.
"No nudity either."
"Fine then, Clove, take away all of our fun," Finnick pouts and crosses his arms. Annie giggles at him and blushes. She would totally not go for any of this sober.
We arrive back at Annie's house around midnight. Finnick and I lead drunken Annie into the house and lead her up to her room. Finnick walks in after her and shuts the door behind him.
I walk to the guest room next door and fall onto the bed. Thoughts about Cato flicker like a small fire. He just makes a reappearance every once in a while. He starts showing up more and more and, soon enough, he is spreading like wildfire and burning all other thoughts.
Daww :3 So cute. What will happen in the Fannie relationship? Hmmm
Sooo I have a crap load of homework and that means it will take about a week maybe per chapter like in the summer… See in the summer that was because I was asleep for half the day, but now it's because of high school. So review and I will try to update as quick as I can and I am so so so sorry for not updating sooner…
Oh and one more thing, I absolutely LOVE all the reviews and I am so thankful for them. You make me feel so special and I absolutely want to punch myself for delaying this update. Love you guys :) See ya in a week amigos! (Yea I'm a Ludwig fan… HE'S MAKING AN ALBUM!)
