I really hated my smut ok. Soz. It was poop.
Anyway, I promised a nice chapter and I always provide. This chapter may have the best spelling as its done on my phone which has a nice little spell check.
Anyway, I hope you like it, please do review and stuff. I love reading them I'm not gonna lie ^-^
Trained to be a Loverboy - Fire and Ice.
~Cupid had me in his chokehold. I just wish I'd met him somewhere else~
A few days into the games, we found her. Kat-Bitch. It was obvious she wasn't at her strongest, she was limping and was having a swim. When we found her, I saw it. A huge fire burn. The gamemakers were working, subconsciously with me. They'd put her right where I could get her. Finally, the biggest pain in my ass, the thorn in my side, my true nemesis right there, weak and pathetic. I honestly thought she'd last longer but no, she'll die soon.
Trees. Fucking Trees. All they do is get in the way. Why did they make the arena a forest? Why would any normal person do that? Kat-Bitch escaped. Up a bloody tree. We'll stake her out and I will get what I want. Her blood.
Tracker Jackers. Get stung too much and you die. Get stung little enough that you don't, die that is, you'll simply trip like a bitch. Its obvious the Kat-Bitch has something to do with this. I hope they got her the worst. Luckily, in training they train you for a quick evacuation of 3 people, I could save 3 of them, including myself. Of course I'd save Peers. I'd be forced to save Clove due to districts and all. After that its whoever is closest I guess. I get Peeta out, I then see his 'girlfriend' stumble around, she's been stung. Good. But no, tracker jackers don't get this honour. I tell Peeta, "Go, save her. Save her. You're the 'Loverboy of District 12' remember!" He springs into action, if I didn't know better I'd be jealous, but I knew it was his own little way of doing things.
Luckily, she was able to see enough to see Peeta tell her to run and she goes. Runs off. That small girl from District 11, Kat-Bitch's shadow from Games Training will find her no doubt. She'll be fine. Well, sort off.
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She's gone. Glimmer. The tracker jackers got her. Its a shame. Underneath all the sexy bravado, she was a nice, funny and actually intelligent girl. Until you pissed her off, or if your name was Clove and you were from District 2. Glimmer told me during our insomniac nights awake that Clove really got on her tits. Its little things like that that make her the funniest person you'd probably ever meet, she was honest; she didn't bullshit you. If she didn't like you, you'd know about it, or you'd be dead. That was our only difference. She'd kill for fun; I only killed when I had too. The Games change people and I know if I win, I'll never kill another soul. I'd move district, I don't care. But I know that'll never happen. I'd rather save Peeta than win myself. I love him so much.
So that's it really. I ADORE writing Cato its just too fun. Next chappy soon, I pinky swear. I'll start writing it now!
*trip is basically when you imagine stuff. Its what I think tracker jackers would be like ^-^
