AN: I have finally gotten this chapter right! And there is some of Cato's POV in here… Yay! I would also like to acknowledge a review from a guest. It gave me many corrections for my story. And just to let you all know, I appreciate reviews like these very much, so I can get better! Anyways, read on!
Katniss POV:
I jumped away from Peeta. He started walking to me and I slapped him across the face- hard. His face immediately started to develop a red handprint, but he only smiled. He grabbed my hips roughly and pulled me to him. I pushed my hands against his chest trying to get away. He only smirked at my futile efforts to get away. I heard Cato shouting obscenities and he started to pull Peeta off me. That's when I kneed him. Hard.
Right where the sun don't shine.
I laid, curled up in my bed. My back was pressed to Cato's chest, and I could feel his slow, even breathing. His arm was wrapped protectively around my waist. Comforted, I let myself fall asleep. I could've only been asleep for a few minutes when a loud crash came from downstairs. I sat bolt upright, and crept silently out of my room and down the stairs. I screamed when I saw the living room. Cato was lying on the ground, his head bloodied and shards of a vase laying around him. I ran over to Cato and put my head on his chest, listening for anything. I heard a faint beating, and I knew he was alive. I began to stand up to get help, but something ran into me and knocked me into the ground. I struggled, trying to see who my attacker was. My blood ran cold when I saw him.
"Miss me?" Peeta whispered as he lifted my head and slammed into back into the ground. My vision spun, and my body slowly gave up as I drifted into unconsciousness.
I awoke with a pounding headache. I squeezed my eyes shut, willing the pain to go away. Tears slid silently down my face. I had duct tape over my mouth, and my hands and feet were bound. Suddenly, the door slammed open, causing me to whimper in pain. Peeta sulked in the room and slammed the door shut again. He paced angrily over to the bed I was laying on, and he ripped the duct tape off my mouth. I screamed for Cato, but Peeta slapped me across the face.
"Your boyfriend can't save you now," he yelled as he leaned in to kiss me
Cato POV:
I slept besides Katniss, but woke up. I stayed still, enjoying the calmness that only came over her in sleep. I played with her hair, let down from its usual braid. I sat up slowly, feeling that something wasn't right. My suspicions were confirmed when I heard footsteps from downstairs. I removed myself from the bed, careful to not disturb Katniss. I walked quietly down the stairs and saw Peeta peering around.
"Mellark," I growled. How dare he break into my house! He only laughed. I advanced cautiously, and when I was within distance, I lunged. I took him by surprise and knocked Peeta over, but he rolled out from under me. I stood up, and he crashed a vase down on my head. Stunned, I stumbled, and Peeta punched me in the face. I fell to the ground, still conscious. I saw Katniss as she crept down the stairway. I wanted to scream, protect her, anything, but it was like I was glued to the spot. She screamed and ran over to me. She put her head on my chest and I was vaguely comforted, except for the fact Peeta was behind the couch, waiting to capture her. She stood up, and it was like everything happened in slow motion. Peeta jumped and bowled Katniss over. She turned, and her face went pale when she saw him. He slammed her head into the ground, and my vision filled with red. He scooped her up and left, and the only thing I could think as I passed out was that I had failed Katniss.
My Katniss.
I awoke, blinding lights suspended above my head. A faint and rhythmic beeping could be heard from somewhere to my right. I sat up, causing the beeping to skyrocket. I realized I was in a hospital. Someone stood up from a chair placed in the corner, and I recognized her as my sister, Marianna. She walked over to my bed and sat down, her soft golden curls falling around her shoulders. My head spun as I tried to form a logical thought process. Only part came out though.
"Katniss?" I whispered. Marianna only shook her head, but I suppose she decided I deserved an answer.
"We don't know Cato," she sighed, "We just don't know"
Katniss POV:
Three days. Three days I have been stuck with the monster from my district. Despicable things have been done to me. I don't know if I can rid myself of these memories. But these three days didn't have to happen. Where's Cato?
Does he still love me?
AN: I hope you all liked it! I'm so sorry to keep you waiting!