The Story of Us

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Chapter 6

"Tristan?" I ask. We came back from the last day of training and Cato kept making weird faces and saying weird things to me. Well for other girls its called flirting, but time it's just plain weird. I still have the conversation me and Clove had in my head.

"Yes?" He answers.

"What do we do? I mean, in the arena?" I ask.

"Survive" He says.

"Yes but when one if us, when one of us dies, what do we do?" I ask. He looks me in the eye.

"I don't know" he answers honestly.

I look down.

"We fight" He says. I look back up.

"Huh?" I ask confused.

"We fight for them, and when its over, we remember them, and we help their families" He says. I hug him.

"Agreed" I whisper.

He strokes my hair.

"I love you Tristan" I say.

"I love you too Katniss" He whisper's.

"Goodnight" I say getting up.

"Goodnight" he says.

Did I just say I love him. I mean I meant it, but as a brother, or maybe more? Ugh boys, so confusing.

I make my way up to the roof.

I think about Prim. Dad. Mom. Gale. Posy. Rory. Vick. Greasy Sae. Hazelle.

"Oh god" I groan wiping my unnoticed tears.

"Thinking about family?" I hear from behind me.

I turn and see Max there.

"How'd you know?" I ask.

"I can tell, and plus you were crying" he says. I smile.

"Why are you up here? Not that it's a bad thing" I say.

"I come up here to think" he says.

"About what?" I ask.

"My sister" he says.

"You have a sister?" I ask.

"Yeah" He says.

"How old is she?" I ask.

"Five" he answers.

"Oh" I say.

"I want to come home to my sister, just like you. The difference is she doesn't have anyone else" he says.

"I'm so sorry" I say.

"Don't be, it's not your fault, its the Capitols" He says shrugging.

I nod.

"I better go, Wouldn't want Mags getting worried right?" He asks.

"Nope, goodnight" I wave.

"Goodnight" He says.

Couple minutes later the door to the roof opens. I turn and see Cato. Oh joy.

I silently go to the hidden bench I found the other day.

Peace. Something the Capitol doesn't have.

Freedom. Something the Districts yearn.

Death. Something 23 tributes will encounter.

Victory. Something 1 tribute will get.

Loss. Something families will have.

Rebellion. Something Districts aren't strong enough to start.

Love. Something that makes you weak.

"Hey" Cato says, disrupting me from my thoughts.

"Hey" I say.

"What are you doing up here?" He asks.

"Getting fresh air" I answer.

"Why?" He asks.

"It's too humid for me down there" I say.

He nods.

"How'd you find me?" I ask.

"Saw you when I opened the door" He says. I nod.

"Cato?" I ask.

"Yes?" He says.

"Why were you flirting with me?" I look at him in the eyes.

"Because, your different, your a fighter, your brave, your strong, your smart, and your beautiful" He says.

I blush and look down.

"Especially when you blush" he says lifting my chin up. That make me blush even more.

"I gotta go" I say getting up quickly.

"Wait!" He says grabbing my arm. I look into his eyes.

Suddenly were both leaning in. Eyes closed. And then we kiss.

Sparks. It's what I see. Everywhere. Our lips mold perfectly together.

He bites my lip softly, asking for entrance. I happily let him.

He slips his tongue in my mouth and we both fight for dominance.

We break up for air. He leans his forehead against mine.

He smiles at me. I smile back.

My father used to say that true love is great, it's beautiful, that when you meet them, the whole world stops, that its like your the only people there, that you will love each other no matter what, and most importantly, that your love never dies.