Clove didn't bother getting up to greet them at the door. All she did was straighten out her dress and sit back down on the sofa in the living room.
Effie subsequently opened the door to a middle aged man wearing a shirt and tie, a petite woman
with auburn hair and hazel eyes, and a tall boy who looked scarily similar to his mother. Effie greeted them with a friendly handshake and introduced them to Cato and Peeta.
They all entered the living room where Clove and Annie were discussing something she read in the magazine.
"Clove, Annabelle, this is Mr. Tyle, Mrs. Tyle and Ryan." Effie introduces.
Clove and Annie gave the three of them a friendly smile.
Though Ryan's eyes seemed fixated on Annie for more time than considered normal.
She had clearly got his attention.
The three adults made small talk while the five children sat there awkwardly pretending to care about the real estate.
"Clove be a dear and pass me the bowl of soup and the plate under it." Effie was finicky about her cutlery, everything had to be china.
Cato watched as the girl's right hand quivered as she picked up the bowl and the plate under it.
Cato knew this was because she hadn't eaten in almost a day,
and he couldn't let her do this to herself, though he had no idea why.
She managed to trick him; she hadn't really eaten what he laid out for her this morning, that conniving little girl.
Effie passed the muffins around and everyone helped themselves except for Clove.
"Clove, Effie baked those muffins an hour ago, their still hot, you should really try them, and they are so good!" Cato said offering her the plate.
Clove faked a smile and glared at the boy. Her smile managed to cover up the rage flaming inside her.
She took one of the muffins and placed it on her plate, if she didn't, people would suspect.
Once the group had gotten back to their regular discussions she slipped the muffin into her bag that was conveniently sitting beside her on the couch.
She managed to do so without anyone seeing her, well except for Cato, who had his eyes on her twenty-four seven.
He glared at her and she snarled back.
"Children, why don't the five of you go up and watch some television or something, were probably putting you to sleep." Richard said.
Effie laughed to be polite.
I nodded and followed Annie up the stairs. "Oh, be a dear and show Ryan around the house would you?" Effie asked.
All of us nodded in cohesion.
I kept nudging Annie, because the gorgeous boy just couldn't take his hazel eyes off her, though he hasn't said a word to her yet.
Once she finished showing him around the five of us gathered around the coffee table in the TV room.
"So which school are you in, Ryan?" Peeta asked.
"Oh, Westport high" he replied.
"Hey, so I am guessing you know Silver Valentine?" Peeta asked rolling his eyes.
"Yeah, we used to date, but then she hooked up with some other dude, so I dumped her." He replied matter of factly.
"How do you know her?" he continued. Clove turned to Peeta with wide eyes and shook her head,
there was no way in hell she was going to let anyone else find out about the Aaron incident, and luckily Peeta understood.
"Oh, her brother and sister; Cashmere and Gloss, they go to our school, and she trains with Clove." Peeta replied smiling at Clove. "Oh so you're a crazy gymnast too!" Ryan said sarcastically.
"I've had to date one of your kind, and it is a pain in the ass!" he said laughing, the group joined in.
Cato was curious to know why.
"You girls are always so crazy uptight and so frigid" he laughed.
"Hey, well lucky you! You got the only slut you'll find in the sport!" Clove replied laughing. He chuckled.
"Clove, granola bar?" he asked abruptly snatching the bar from inside his pocket.
If Clove had been sitting an inch closer, she would have slapped him.
"Ironic isn't it? Cato's with Silver now." Clove said clenching her jaw, smirking. Annie, Peeta and Ryan all stared at Cato jaw dropped.
"We just danced!" he replied shocked.
"You call that dancing? You guys were grinding against each other! It was disgusting!" she spat.
"I sense some tension here." Ryan said in a loud whisper.
"Why don't you ask Clover what the tensions all about?" he said turning towards the girl ready to maul him, and this time, she did.
They were sitting on the sofa and within a second she was on top of him punching his chest left, right, center.
She grunted and yelled and clawed him with her nails that were long until yesterday.
Though she was a gymnast and her upper body strength was stronger than anyone in the room, she punched like a little girl.
Cato laughed at the girls pathetic attempt at trying to hurt him.
Before Annie or Peeta could make it to Clove and drag her off him, she picked her up with both his hands threw her over his shoulders and walked off into his room.
Clove didn't even try asking Annie or Peeta to help because she could see them, and they were both smirking like maniacs.
Clove was then dropped onto Cato's bed and he slammed the door shut.
"Well this is awkward" Ryan says fiddling with his phone.
"Annabelle, I was wondering if-" he starts.
"Its Annie" she cuts through.
"Alright, Annie, would you like to go out Saturday?" he asks smiling confidently.
Most guys would wait for at least a day before asking girl out. But this guy! His radiance is out shining and he made a move without even knowing her last name.
"I um, I have a boyfriend" Annie says playing with her hair.
Peeta couldn't help but find this moment ever so amusing.
In the mean time Cato and Clove were having quite the discussion.
"Cato, unlock the door! Let me out!" Clove yells banging at the door, its pointless Effie cant hear her from downstairs
and even if Annie and Peeta heard her, they wouldn't help.
"Just give up, sweetheart" Cato replies leaning against the metal railing of his bed.
"What do you want?" Clove asks him angrily.
"What do I want?" He replied confused.
"What do you want to get you off my back?" she asks.
Cato stops and pretends he's thinking.
"Do you want sex? I know that's what you've wanted since day one. If I give it to you would you please leave me alone! Its my life, Cato!" she shouts.
"Slow down Sweetheart!" he laughs.
She's right, he does want sex, but he wants her to want it too, theres no fun in forcing her, if there were, he would've raped her by now.
"I want you to eat," he said bluntly moving closer towards her.
Clove sighed.
"And I want you to stop throwing up." He ordered moving even closer.
"I am not going to do that Cato!" she replied.
"Then I will tell! It's for your own good, please listen to me!" he said pleading.
He didn't know why he was going through such lengths to keep her healthy, he didn't even know why he cared.
"If I eat a little more, and if I stop throwing up, will you let me be?" she asked.
Cato nodded smiling.
"Fine!" she replied throwing her hands up in defeat and rolling her eyes.
"Now unlock the door." She ordered. He nodded and walked towards the door.
"For the record, how did you know I wanted sex?" he asked smirking.
"Wild guess" she replied sarcastically crossing her hands over her chest as she waited.
"And if I had said yes to your proposition, would I have been your first?" he asked raising an eyebrow as he unlocked the door.
"Well, since you declined, looks like you'll never know" She said as she swiftly walked out the door.
A thing Cato noticed about the girl is that every time Clove walks out a door, she leaves him wanting her even more, and it pissed him off.
He hadn't gotten any since god knows when. The two return back to the TV room where the rest of them were watching House.
"What did I miss?" Clove asked sitting next to Peeta.
"Oh not much, Ryan asked Annie out, but she rejected him" Peeta said casually shrugging like it was no biggie.
Ryan laughed it off, but he was burning on the inside.
"God, really?" Cato asked laughing and took the seat next to Clove.
She immediately got up and sat on the other side of the sofa.
"What did we miss?" Annie asked Cato wiggling her eyebrows.
"Nothing interesting" Clove replied emotionlessly.
The children were soon called downstairs for lunch.
Effie served a variety of red meat, seafood, and coffee crème brulee for dessert. Cato watched as Clove kept her promise and ate all of what was served.
But Cato didn't look hard enough, Clove pretended to chew and shove empty spoonful's into her mouth,
while in reality she was shoving the food into a plastic bag on her lap. No one at the table saw the girl do so.
Soon the Tyles left, and a Annie sighed as a sign of relief, Ryan had been hitting on her since they got here.
But she had no clue; this wasn't the last she was going to see of Ryan.
It was around 5'oclock and Annie and Clove were sprawled on Annie's bed watching a chick flick.
"So, how was it?" Clove asked Annie excitedly throwing a pillow at her.
"Was what?" Annie replied shoving a handful of popcorn into her mouth, confused.
"Your first time?" Clove asked grabbing the bowl from Annie, grinning like a freak show.
"Um, it was okay, I guess, I really had no idea what was going on" Annie replied shrugging.
Clove had always been Annie's go to girl, and vice versa. Back when Rue stayed here, they were inseparable, and poor Peeta spent a lot of his time alone.
"Details!" Clove yelled.
"Yuck! No!" Annie laughed. "I swear, I really hadn't a clue what was happening!" She paused.
"Why you asking?" Annie continued, suspiciously. "Oh, no reason, just wanted to know" she replied laughing.
The rest of the day went by in the blink of an eye.
Cato managed to spend some time bonding with Peeta, while playing soccer in the yard.
Cato really wanted to tell Peeta and Annie about Cloves disorder, but he was sure if he did, they would tell Effie,
and there was no stopping Effie from sending Clove to rehab.
In addition there was something romantic about keeping a secret,
and knowing something about Clove that no one else did.
Clove sat on her bed brushing her hair, flipping through the pages of a Catherine Anderson book.
She bit into a plum savoring the taste of food. Someone, somewhere had told her plums barely had any calories.
After finishing it off she put her book down and turned off the lights.
"No sweetheart," she heard a voice say. "I will come over, I swear!" the voice continued.
"I'm sorry," the voice laughed. "Goodnight sweetheart" and it went back to silent.
The voice was coming from Cato's room, and she wasn't mistaken, it was his voice.
She rolled her eyes at how pathetic he is. Though deep down inside, there was a part of her that was disappointed, a part of her that actually thought he cared about her. Guess she was wrong.
Cato hangs up, not able to get that voice out of his head.
Back when he lived in Chicago, he was pretty tight with his foster siblings, but one in particular. Hillary was a thirteen-year-old girl who meant the world to him, they were inseparable back then, she was the only sibling he actually felt related too.
He couldn't get the sound of her crying the day he left out of his head.
But the good news was she just told him she'd be visiting him in Newport for her mid terms break.
He hit the sack soon after she hung up.
This chapter was a bit boring, I know, I know..
PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE REVIEW IF YOU HAVE ANY QUESTIONS, OR JUST TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK!:D
Also, I really really really need a few ideas for the next few chapters:
Clove's anorexia: Next chapter
Clove and Cato moments: Next chapter
I really really really need something after this! something filled with drama! hehehhe..
I was hoping you guys could help, so review your ideas, PLEASE!
