~ HEART SHATTERED ~
''Hey Sweetpea." My uncle Gloss said softly.
"Hi.." I trail off.
My voice chokes and I realise I've been trying so hard not to cry.
"Oh Honey.. It's okay."
With that, I broke into tears in my uncles arm.
"H-he." I sobbed unable to form words.
"I know Indie, I know. And I know it hurts but you'll get over it." My uncle tries to say soothingly.
"You mean because soon I'll be forced to fight him to the death? We told each other everything, at least that's what I thought. And the fact that he humiliated me. Everyone in District 1 would've seen that!"
"Indie, keep all that rage for tomorrow. You'll need it. But that's not what I'm here for."
"You're not here to give me tips?" I sniffle.
"Of course not. You don't need them, I know you'll win. I'm here to give you this." My uncle pulls out a beautiful locket and when he opens it, there's a picture of my mother and father, just before their games on one side and my aunt and uncle on the other.
"I was told to give this to you when you needed it most. Your mother was very strict about that. There's a letter to. I'll leave you alone to read it but Indie, your aunt and I love you so much and when you enter that arena, we will be with you every step of the way."
"I love you too Uncle Gloss."
Placing the letter on my bed, I decided I wasn't in the best emotional state to read it.
As much as I wanted to know what my mother had written for me all those years ago, I needed to clear my head so I could be focused for tomorrow.
Apparently, Cato decided to ruin that plan as the knock at the door was him.
Opening the door, I came face to face with what appeared to a frustrated Cato, he seemed to be waging a war inside his own head.
"Uh hey Cato, do you want to come in?"
"Thanks." Cato mumbled before shutting the door behind him.
"So, what's up?" You say awkwardly trying to diffuse the sudden tension between you two.
"Um, I'm not sure. I wasn't sure if I should come but seeing you in that dress and then what Marvel said. He's lucky I didn't beat him. Little shit. Too blind to see how amazing you are" Cato seemed to ramble to himself.
"Cato." I cut him off placing my hand on his arm.
Cato stops taking and takes in deep breaths looking at my hand on his arm and then back up at me. Consciously, I go to remove my hand from his arm but he grabs it and pulls me towards him.
"I know I've only known you for about a week but it feels so much longer than that." He whispers before crashing his lips on mine.
"Wait, we can't do this. We're going into the arena tomorrow. We'll end up trying to kill each other. And no amount of feelings can change that.'' I try and reason.
"All the more reason to do this then." Cato argues.
At that point, I decide he's right and give in pressing my lips against his once more. Cato deepens the kiss and pulls me down onto the bed on top of him.
3RD PERSON P.O.V
Cato and Indie were too busy with each other and enjoying their possible last night on Earth that they failed to notice the door open and close soon after.
Marvel walked back to his room with tears falling down his face, with each step his heart shattered more and more.
He should have been happy, his plan of pushing Indie away had worked so why did it hurt so much to see her with someone else?
(A/N: Sorry this chapter was so small. It was a filler but it was also important)