A/N So I thought I'd upload the next chapter a bit early. Thank you all again for your lovely comments, I couldn't do this without you guys! Feel the love!
Katniss is almost completly submerged in water, but I'd recognise her braid anywhere. "We hate to put a dampener on things girl on fire, but you might want to consider running right about now!" Glimmer calls tauntingly to her. This is the first and only time I feel the slightest bit of gratitude towards her. Katniss whips around at the sound of Glimmer's voice and a brief look of panic crosses her face. We begin to run towards her and she drags herself out of the water. However she is is clearly injured and knows we'll catch her without too much effort on our part.
"I want this one!" Cato yells as we charge after Katniss. I feel a flicker of annoyance. I could bring a pretty satisfying end to the Girl on Fire, but I let him go after her. The trees make it difficult to track her, but she is slow.
She stops suddenly, realising she won't outrun us. So she begins to climb the nearest tree. We race each other to the tree and stop at the base. "Keep climbing, it won't help you up there Katniss!" I shout at her, my voice filled with malice.
"How's the weather up there?" Cato calls up to her.
"Bit hot for my liking. Why dont you come up and see for yourself?" Katniss shouts back.
Cato glares at her. "Think I will." He says.
"Get her Cato!" I yell encouragement as he begins to scale the tree. He gets halfway when the branch that supports most of his snaps, sending Cato to the ground. He stumbles to his feet, snarling.
"Let's just wait her out." Comes Peeta's voice from behind me. Marvel rounds on him, "What?" he demands. Peeta holds his ground and doesn't even flinch. "She can't stay up there forever. It's either come down or starve." He explains in a calm and steady voice.
Cato turns away from the tree and mutters under his breath, "Just you wait 12. Just you wait." Glimmer takes his arm and sits beside him on the forest floor. It takes every fibre of my self control not to knock her feet out from under her. Or lodge a knife in her back for that matter,
The sky begins to turn a deep shade of orange, indictaing that tomorrow will be another sweltering hot day, and the forest around us darkens. Marvel lights a fire with matches he acquired in his backpack and a pile of dry twigs.
I settle down opposite Cato and Glimmer and sit a little way away from Marvel and Peeta. I begin to arrange my knives inside my jacket and pretend not to notice as Glimmer rests her head on Cato's shoulder. Cato puts the tip of his sword into the flames and spits on it, making the metal sizzle. Glimmer rolls her eyes, "Boys." she sighs.
"I'm going to sleep." I say, a little too loudly. I want Glimmer to catch on to the irritatin in my voice. She doesn't, but Cato does. He looks at me with concern, but I look away quickly and he doesn't press the subject.
I take a knife in my hand and arrange my jacket under my head. The others follow my lead and with Glimmer on watch, it doesn't take long for us to drop off.
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After what can only have been around an hour, I'm awoken by the sound of someone whispering. I open my eyes and look across the ashes of the fire to see Glimmer leaning over a still sleeping Cato, stroking his hair away from his face and whispering to him. I can't hear exactly what she's saying, she's too quiet. But she's so preoccupied I am able to roll over to see them properly. I'm boiling inside, but I don't say anything yet.
Then Glimmer bends down and when her lips are just centimetres from Cato's, I can't lie still any longer.
I throw myself across the ground and knock Glimmer away from Cato in a way that won't wake him. I slam into her and pin her to the ground. At first she's shocked, but quickly regains her strength. We tousle on the floor for what seems like ages.
We roll away from the camp and into the trees and I get on top of her. Grabbing her hair, I yank her head down with such force it disorientates her. I don't care who hears what I'm about to say. "Cato is mine. Do you hear me? We've been together for years and I'm not going to let a sad, desperate little bitch like you ruin what we have. How do you even have the nerve to pretend he was noticing you?" I hiss at her. "You're just another obstacle in my way of victory, and do you know what I do with things that get in my way? I get rid if them." I spit.
I take my knife and press it to her throat. She doesn't even try to fight back. She knows I've beaten her. I can hear a sound like wood being sawed somewhere above me, but I won't be distracted. Just as I go to make the fatal slit, a noise like a paper ball being split open behind me and we are surrounded by an angry swarm of tracker jackers.
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