Gone
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A/N: This is based on the movie not the book. Enjoy.
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I was in love with the wrong person and he was in love me.
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I guess you could say it was love at first sight in a way. Well, the first time we saw each other we did nothing but stare at one another. I will admit he did look intimidating and I felt like he was looking straight through me, he even made fun of me the first chance he got.
As we got to know each other, we became friends. He would help me with training and I would teach him art. He wasn't that bad at it, I enjoyed watching him concentrate so hard on whatever he was working on at the time. They always came out beautiful.
Over time I developed a crush on him, my thoughts about Katniss were forgotten. He became nicer,loving and caring towards me. I felt special, he would only show me this side, no one else.
One day we were having one of our normal conversations in my room,he would always sneak up there to see me, he seemed a bit nervous for a moment, but it was gone immediately. Then he kissed me, I was surprised, but kissed him back and just like when we first met, his eyes were staring into mine and mine into his. When we had to break apart, he said 'I love you' and I fell even more for him. We both knew this wouldn't and couldn't last, the Hunger Games were near and one, or both, of us would not make it out alive.
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Meeting you was fate, becoming your friend was a choice, but falling in love with you was beyond my control.
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That's how we got in this situation.
I'm having a hard time breathing with his arm around my neck.
I knew he wasn't trying his hardest to choke me, if he was I would've been dead already.
We were coming to an end of the Hunger Games and I could already feel what was going to happen.
Katniss had her bow ready but didn't know where to aim and honestly, I wished I would have killed her.
I can hear him talking, the Cato I know actually wished he wasn't born in District 2, he wished he didn't know how to fight and most of all like the rest of us he wished there were never such a thing as the Hunger Games. He was so loving I thought it was a different person. We knew to fall in love with another tribute, especially a male at that, was dangerous but we chose to anyway.
I'm pulled out of my thoughts when I notice Katniss staring at Cato's hand and she pulls her arrow back a bit more.
Before she can fire I feel a light kiss being put on my head and quiet 'I love you' being whispered in my ear.
Then she releases and his arms are no longer around me.
I can feel tears trying to escape my eyes as I hear his screams. I can't even turn around because I already know,
Cato was gone.