Chapter 21:
"Do you think there's a reason she's not texting back? I haven't talked to her in a week!" Thresh complained. He hadn't seen his girlfriend in a week and she hadn't texted him or called him since.
"If a girl doesn't text you then she's either sick, lost her phone or she doesn't like you anymore and can't figure out a way to break up with you." Clove said, her eyes closed as she leaned her head against Cato's shoulder.
"If she doesn't answer her phone she's either lost it or she's pissed at you for a stupid reason" Cato said and received a light slap in the face from Clove. "Hey, it's true!"
"You totally freaked when I put tampons in your bathroom. I had a right to be pissed" Clove said, her head lifting from his shoulder and she gave him a look.
Cato sighed. "I did not totally freak. I was just surprised that they were in there."
Clove turned to Thresh. "I have a right to be pissed about this right? He basically just said he's surprised I have a period. News flash, Cato, every girl has a period every month."
Cato rolled his eyes. "You could have asked me or even told me before you put them in there. I know you have a period. Trust me, I'm thankful every damn month, I was just surprised to see them in there."
"What do you mean you're thankful every month? Are you saying you don't want kids?" Clove asked, her voice rising.
"Yeah, maybe!" Cato yelled. "I mean, not right now."
"So if I were to get pregnant you would leave?" Clove asked, her voice now quiet.
"What? No way" Cato said, taking Clove's small hand in his own. "I would never leave you, especially if you were pregnant. I'm planning to marry you someday, Clove. I'm not going to throw that away." Clove tried to force down her smile and the blush that was climbing up her cheeks. Cato grinned and placed a kiss in her teasing lips.
Thresh sighed, upset that the amusement the couple's argument had given him was fading away. He looked at his phone again, longing for a text from Foxface. It wasn't ten seconds later that his phone came to life and a text from his girlfriend lit up the screen. He excitedly hit the "read" button, but his heart sunk when he read the message.
"I've been dating Marvel for three months" he said aloud, breaking apart the couple. "We've been dating for three months!" Thresh's temper flared.
"Fuck" Cato murmured under his breath and buried his head in his hands. He thought he saw her leaving Marvel's room a few weeks before but he just thought it was someone else.
"That jackass!" Thresh yelled. "I'm going to kill him!" Thresh tried to run out of the room but Clove grabbed his arm and forced him back into his chair.
"Thresh, look at me" Clove said. "Look at me" she repeated and his brown eyes met Clove's grey ones. "He didn't know you were dating her. You didn't know Marvel was dating her. This is not Marvel's fault though. There is no blame in either of you, ok? Foxface is a bitch, don't let her tear apart your friendship with Marvel just because she is a bitch."
"Ok" Thresh said. Foxface tore a huge hole in Marvel and Thresh's friendship, hopefully they will be able to fix it.
"Good, good. Maybe we can go egg her house or something. That sound cool?" She asked. Cato agreed, still shell-shocked and guilty. Thresh didn't say anything, just stared off into space.
They sat in a silence, just watching a movie for a few hours before it was disturbed and Marvel came barging into the room. "I can't fucking believe you!" He yelled. "I'm going to fucking kill you!"
Marvel lunged at Thresh, his fist making contact with the other boys face. Thresh hit Marvel in the groin and threw him off, onto the ground. They caught for a few minuets before Cato pulled them apart. He forced Marvel in a chair and brought Thresh into another room.
Clove placed both her hands on the armrests of the chair and looked into Marvel's face. "Marvel, look at me" Clove said. "Look at me" she repeated and he looked up. Marvel's eyes were filled with sadness and betrayal. "He didn't know you were dating her. You didn't know Thresh was dating her. This is not Thresh's fault though. There is no blame in either of you, ok? Foxface is a bitch, don't let her tear apart your friendship with Thresh just because she is a bitch."
Marvel tore his eyes away from Clove's. "Whatever" he said.
"No, don't whatever me, mister. You and I both know I will castrate you if you say whatever to me" Clove warned. "Now, you are going to go in there and apologize and Thresh will apologize to you too or neither of you will have a penis. Got it?"
"I don't want to apologize right now. I just found out that I was dating the same girl as one of my closest friends. I'm not going to apologise yet!" Marvel said and left.
"Hey, um, excuse me, Ms. Trinket, what room is Finnick Odair in?" Annie asked, twirling her long hair around her finger. She was wearing what she usually wore, only her skirt had managed to get shorter and the V neck of her shirt lower.
"And you are?" Ms. Trinket, the secretary at the SF hospital asked. She eyed Annie and sighed.
"Annie Cresta" she said. "Finnick's... Almost girlfriend."
Ms. Trinket nodded, typing in her keyboard. "Room 289."
"Thank you" she said and walked strait to the elevator. She was in Finnick's room in minutes. Other than Finnick asleep in bed, the room was completely empty. She sat down in the chair next to his bed. "Hey, Finn, wake up. It's me, Annie" she said, shaking his shoulder slightly. His head had a white bandage wrapped around it, but other than that, he looked just like his regular self.
Finnick's sea green eyes fluttered open. "Annie..." He trailed off. His expression was of pure panic and regret but Annie didn't see that.
"Hey! How was your surgery?" She asked, grinning.
Finnick gulped. "It was a success" he said quietly.
"That's great!"
"Yeah. I'm like a normal person now. I can go to school and have actual friends..." He said and Annie took his hand. "It also means I can't see you anymore."
"What?" Annie screeched, retching her hand away. "I thought you liked me!"
"I did, Annie, but you think you're fourteen. You are a beautiful woman and smart woman, but it would be wrong to date you. I'm twenty four and you have the mind-set of a fourteen year old. It might not be illegal in society, but it's illegal in my world."
"Fuck you, Finnick Odair! You just lead me on to get in my pants, huh? And then you chickened out and decided you didn't want me? Well, you're a jackass and I never want to see you again!" Annie screamed and sprinted out of the room.
"I'm sorry, Annie" Finnick whispered and a single tear trailed down his cheek.