Cato POV

I didn't like the chains connecting me and Evie so I took them off. I didn't like her name so I changed it for her. I didn't like her so I was going to kill her.

a/n I just rly wanted to write that in so yeah but back to Eve... or Evie as Cato called her.

Eve POV

Even though District 2 was fairly close to the capitol, it was still a 3 hour drive. And me and Cato were still attached.

He turns to me and I wait expectantly for him to say something, I'm bored out of my mind.

"How tall are you?" There's an amused look on his face and I pout. I knew I was short. He didn't have to rub it in.

"5 foot" I mumble and he laughs. So naturally I punch his arm. But he just laughs harder. I could tell that he was at least 6'2.

He smirks down at me and I can't help but smile a little. The door bursts open and Stephals back.

He gives Cato a disdainful look and Cato glares right back. It's like a staring contest between two arrogant children.

I sit there awkwardly and finally Stephal looks away. "Whatever. There's food in the next car."

Cato basically runs to the food and I have to jog to keep up since my legs are so much shorter than his.

I shriek when he accidentally spills his entire glass of water on me. "Cato!"

He rolls his eyes, mocking me "Evie!"

I laugh, tryng to wring out my dress. Suddenly he shuts down. The smile fading from his face, and moving as far away from me as the chain will allow.

I stare at him but he doesn't even look back.

I'm so confused. He was literally JUST fine. It's not fair. Suddenly I'm really mad.

Maybe it's just the stress of everything going on but I want to hit something. Someone.

So I punch Cato in the jaw as hard as I can. I hold my fist because apparently punching someone hurts a lot. Like a lot, a lot.

I go to push him put he grabs my arms.

"You'll regret that."

Tears prick my eyes and I pull my hands back hard so I can wipe them away.

"Fine." I sniffle, I know I sound like a child but I'm angry and hurt and confused. And my hand hurts like fuck.

Stephal slinks in quietly and doesn't alert us of his presence until he's right be hind me.

"I can take those off for an hour or so." He whispers touching the handcuffs connecting me and Cato gently.

Cato immediately grabs my wrist and pulls me away from him. I just glare at him and put my wrist forward delicately.

Stephal makes quick work of my chains and soon I'm free. I rub my sore wrist and smile in false sweetness.

"Evie." Cato says softly. I almost stay. But then I remember something.

I don't have to. He's going to kill me soon enough anyways. I don't owe him anything.

"Bye Cato." I say without turning around. Stalking out of the room I toss my hair and slam the door for good measure.

I decide taking a shower would be the most productive use of my freedom.

The cold water pounds down only head, I had selected the coldest water and hardest water pressure.

I let my brain become numb and stare at the wall in front of me. The only thing in my head is Cato.

Something falls off the counter outside of the shower and I freeze.

There's a man moving around, I can see his shadow.

The curtains rip open and someone pins me to the wall.

"Mine. Not his."

Hi guys! I know this is hella short but it's juicy af. Who do u think the guy is? Don't forget to review, it means the world to me!