CATO's POV
I run through the forest, panting, sweating, bleeding.
Where is that girl? I think about where I would be if I were her, probably looking for me. That doesn't help me at all. I peer through the tree's small opening, and I see a large waterfall. At the bottom, I see land that is unsecured. I peek over the flowing water, and I see the bottom is hundreds of feet below. I look around for another way down and I spot a stairway made of rock. It's unstable, but safer.
I make my way down, cautiously minding my step, and I refuse to let myself look down. I step on a loose rock and watch as it plunges into the water, and I feel my hands shaking. I leap down from rock to rock until I'm about 20 feet above the river. A rock falls out of the wall and the last I see is the rock aiming in between my eyes until I totally black out.
I open my eyes to a wet cloth on my fore head, Clove? I open my eyes, shakily and I see Clove's vest of knives, she was here. I feel a large bump on my forehead and observe it. It's bigger than usual, and I look at myself in the reflection. My lip is bleeding and I still feel dizzy. Why would Clove leave her vest here? Was she going to find an ally? No Cato, why would she do that? I hear a scream in the distance and I immediately run towards it. My legs turn into jello and I flop over on my face.
"Clove!" I yell. She's too far away. I assume the scream is coming from her. I push myself back to my feet, only to make it a few yards before my knees buckle again.
I hear her scream again, but this time it's softer. Something doesn't feel right about her scream though, it's too, how you put it, mature. Ok, slap me now, but Clove's screams are a tad more girly. I pull myself up again and I push through the bushes. I explode through the wild berry bush and I only see Thresh, and Foxface. Where's Clove? I watch as Thresh spins around and growls at me. "Did YOU kill Rue?"
He's big, really big actually. I point a stick I found off the ground that I sharpened at him. "Where. Is. CLOVE?" I demand. He picks Foxface off the ground, and throws her into the bushes. She moans with pain, and I don't feel pity on her. I throw the spear hard at Thresh, but he dodges it and charges at me. My eyes widen as I fumble backwards and run for my life. I snatch up Clove's vest when I get to the camp, and I chuck the remaining three knives at him. They all miss, and I throw the vest down as I plunge into the water. I hold my breath and wait for him to tackle me, but it appears he's fled.
Why?
I emerge from the surface and I back up onto some one's feet. I expect it to be Thresh and wait for death, but when I turn around, I see Clove's face inches away from mine and we kiss.
Finally my search has come to an end.
CLOVE's POV
I kiss Cato for a while, oh how I've missed him. I want him to tell me it's going to be ok, and I'll be safe, but nothing comes out of him. No laugh, no kind words, just silence.
I pull away for a minute, looking into his deep, brown eyes.
"What's wrong?" He asks, seeing the concerned look on my face. I lick my lips, and study the new Cato. His body is cold, unlike the warmth that usually opens up to me when I was ever struggling.
His blonde cut hair, now ragged and dirty, with eyes of an animal. His eyes twitch as I try to look at them more closely. Then, he pulls away.
"Marvel killed the girl from 11, right?" I nod, wondering why he would ask a question like that
"Well, I assume he did." He looks around; studying the area like it could give him clues to figuring out this puzzle of a game. My head drops, remembering what kind of world we live in. Marvel killed Rue. In the arena, that's normal conversation. At least in district 2 we'd actually talk about how we are, not who was killed by who.
Cato's cheekbones are high, and full, but they almost look deathly skinny, and boney.
"Are you ok?" I ask, with a worried tone in my voice. He nods, concentrating on something, that doesn't relate to me at all. His eyes trail away from mine, and he stares at the floor. My small hand, finds his chin and forces his eyes to mine, inches from me. He tries to kiss me, when I suddenly scoot away. He tries to read me, but I'm just not in the best mood.
"Now, are you ok?"he asks. I look at him, harder this time.
"No." I reply. "Something happened before you came, before Thresh and the river."
Ooh a mystery! Sorry I really don't have a lot of time to write now, so the chapters are going to be shorter, which is more waiting for you. Don't worry I promise there will be another chapter waiting for you next week! Read my other Foxface story if you have time, and it won't be updating anytime soon because I can't figure out where I saved the story :(