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Chapter IX

2 months had passed.

"Oh, fuck, Cato, fuck !" the boy yelled as he reached his orgasm.

Cato closed his eyes at that moment. For two months, a lot of guys in District 2 had shown their interest towards him. He was trying to get over Peeta, and sleeping with other guys seemed like the only way to do it.

All of them, even the hottest ones, disgusted him. Every time he had sex, he felt like he was cheating on Peeta. Often, at night, he cried himself to sleep. Not very manly, but there was nothing else he could do.

"Are we done ?" he asked the boy who was in his bed.

The guy looked at him curiously. "Yeah... I guess."

"Then go."

The boy stood up and started picking up his clothes. "That was great" he said nervously. Cato mumbled. He didn't want to answer that. "See you around" the boy said as he was leaving the room.

"Yeah."

Alone in his room, Cato started thinking. The Games, then the Victory Tour had left him broken. The tour had ended two months ago, yet he was still sad. He and his parents finally got along well. They had finally accepted his sexual orientation. It was about time.

Suddenly, he heard a ring. Standing up, he moved toward the door. He finally understood that it was the phone ringing. Who could it be ? The phone had never rung as long as he'd been here. He picked up.

"Hello ?" he said.

"Ca-Cato ?" a familiar voice asked. Cato couldn't believe his ears.

"Peeta ?" he asked. "Peeta, is that you ?"

"Yeah, it's me ! How are you ?" Cato was in shock. This voice, this voice he had been missing for months. He felt his body getting heavier. He reached for the chair next to him and sat. "Cato, you still here ? This thing must have a problem."

"No, Peeta." he breathed. "I'm still here." He realized he was talking with the person he was trying to get over.

"How are you, Cato ?"

"I'm fine" he mumbled. That was a lie, but he wasn't going to tell him how much of a wreck he was on the phone. "And you ?"

There was an awkward silence. Peeta finally said, "I miss you, Cato. I miss you so much, like I'm going crazy."

Cato did not know how to answer, because to him, it was the exact same thing.

"Peeta..."

"Cato, I want to see you. I need to." Peeta's voice sounded broken.

"So do I" Cato answered. "Peeta, I feel like my life is empty without you." He could hear Peeta sob on the line.

"Cato, there is a way." he eventually said.

"What is it ?" he asked, not sure whether it was good or not. He did not want to have false hopes.

"You could come to District 12. At least, for a while. The life would be very different from the one you have in District 2, but at least we could live together. I talked to Haymitch, he thinks it could be possible."

"Tell me how, Peeta !" He cried, standing up from his chair.

"You need to talk to your mentor. See if it's possible. There's enough room for you here."

"I'll try to talk to Brutus. How do I call you back ?" As Peeta was giving him his number and telling him how to call him, Cato wondered if it could be really possible for the two of them to actually live together. Nothing would please him more. "I'll call you as soon as I know what he thinks about it." Cato said. That was it, it was time for him to hang up the phone. "Peeta... I... I..."

"Cato, don't say it." Peeta forbid. "You'll tell me face to face, when you're here, in front of me, in District 12."

Cato sighed but nodded, even though Peeta couldn't see him. "You're right. But it doesn't change anything about how I feel." As hard as it was, he hung up, and got ready to go out.

Shortly after, he found Brutus' house. He knocked a few times. The man opened the door a few moments later. "Yeah ? Oh, Cato, it's you." he mumbled. "What do you want ?"

Cato knew how Brutus rolled. He couldn't get anything from him if he wasn't reckless.

"I need to go to District 12. I know it's possible."

The man sighed. "I can't do anything for you, kid."

"Yes you can, and you'll do it right now. Or something just might happen to you."

Brutus frowned. "Is that a threat ?"

Cato sighed. "Nope. I'm just saying. If you help me get into District 12, you're doing both of us a favor."

The older man grumbled. "Fine, I'll see what I can do."

Cato got back into his own house. Later that day, he heard the phone ring again. He rushed towards it. Could it be Peeta again?

"Hello?" he said.

"Cato, it's Brutus," said a tough voice. The boy was disappointed it wasn't Peeta.

"Yeah?

"Pack up your stuff, you're going to District 12."

The man hung up the phone. Cato couldn't believe it, he was going to see Peeta again! He took Peeta's number and considered calling him, then stopped. He preferred it to be a surprise. He started packing up his clothes, some of his training stuff, and other things. He took a pencil and a sheet of paper and started writing to his parents.

Hey,

I know the last few months haven't been easy, on any of us. But I just wanted you to know… I forgive you. I'm leaving the District, call me at this number if you want any news. I wish you happiness. That's what I'm chasing now.

I will miss you.

Sincerely,
Cato

He put Peeta's number next to the note, took his luggage, and left. He soon saw Brutus waiting for him at the train station.

"You ready kid?" Brutus asked. Cato nodded. "Is there anyone you want to see before you leave?"

He thought about Clove's family. They were still mad at him for letting Clove die. And he could understand why, he still blamed himself. "No, I'm ready to go."

"Great," the man said.

A peacekeeper came up to them and said with a capitol accent, "It's time, the train is ready to go."

Brutus reached for Cato's hand, "See you soon, kiddo."

"Not to soon, I hope," Cato joked.

"Enjoy your life. District 12 is not an easy district to live in, but since you will live in a victor's house… I guess it will be pretty much the same as here."

"Goodbye, old man, " the boy said as he was jumping up onto the train, even though Brutus wasn't old at all.

"Goodbye, kid."

Cato sat in a wagon. The train was kind of empty, so he had all the room he wanted. The train soon started moving. He waved one more time to Brutus as he was heading away from the platform.

Now, alone on the train, he started glancing through the window. He looked at the mountains, far away. He started thinking, how would things go in District 12? He still couldn't believe he was moving there. That would be so great. He was even going to be able to see Katniss and Primrose and… And Greasy Sae! That old lady sure was one of the few people he actually wanted to see again.

But mostly, he was actually going to live with Peeta Peeta and Cato. Cato and Peeta. That sounded so great, everything was perfect. He smirked.

Silently giving goodbye too the mountains and the forests of District 2, he surprised himself at thinking that he could actually spend the rest of his life with Peeta, in District 12.

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