Icy Blue

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Clove`s POV

I lie on my back starring up into the night sky. I wonder if those stars are real, I wonder if the moon is the same moon I see at home, I like to pretend it is. Cato lies besides my picking at the grass while starring upwards. "I wonder if these are the same stars I see back home" Cato says looking wondrously at the night sky. "They have the same constellations, like over there is the big dipper and look over there is Clover" I say pointing to the weird jumble of stars off to the horizon. Cato had named that constellation after me because we both could not figure out what it was. "I hope they are real" he says back while throwing a pile of grass at me. I laugh and pick up the pieces throwing them back at him.

He gets up with a wide smirk on his face. I notice that he is carrying a huge pile of grass. I scream and roll onto my back as he throws it all at me. It hits me and grass explodes all over me. I scowl and jump up; as I do Cato puts a wad of grass in my face. I laugh as Cato takes of daring me to come after him. "COME ON CLOVE DONT BE A WIMP COME AND GET ME" I laugh as he yells these dares to me. "THIS WILL BE TOO EASY" I yell back as I start picking grass like crazy. I manage to get a little bit of grass but not enough to get back at Cato with. I devise a plan a smile creeping up onto my face.

I sneak towards our back packs and I grab our water bottles. I smile when I see that they are loaded up to the brim with water, Cato must have filled them up. His mistake. I grab them and sprint towards Cato smiling at my new and improved foot. I am glad it got fixed for tonight; this night is lifting up my spirits. I really needed my spirits lifted. I notice Cato standing with his back to me scouting where I had once been lying. I smile and slow to a walk tip toeing towards him.

I sneak up to him and open the water bottle caps. I pour the water down his shirt before he can turn to catch me. He jumps up and down for a second before reaching for me. I try to dodge his large hands but I don't in time and the next thing I know and I am strung over his shoulder. He runs towards the lake and I shiver I know what is coming next.

He gets to the edge of the lake and he throws me into the water. I shiver; the water is ice cold colder than it was in day light. I frown as he reaches out his hand. My frown turns into a grin as I pull him into the water. He shivers and splashes me with water. I laugh and splash him back. We go on for quite a bit splashing each other with water and laughing our heads off. After a while the water starts to get colder making me shiver brining up unwanted memories.

I remember that dreadful night. I had been visiting my grandparents they were always sweet I had always loved them. My grandparents had been driving me home when a car went in front of us speeding and slipping from side to side. We had been on a bridge and grandpa who had been driving swiveled out of the way trying not to hit the other car. We had hit the railing and the railing had broken. The car had slipped into the river drowning us in the cool water. Cato had been in the car too he was there with me he had always been my best friend. He had saved my life but he had not been fast enough to save my grandparents. I will never forget the feeling of me hitting the icy cold water. The water swallowing me up, engulfing me in its blue folds.

Cato`s POV

I look over at Clove she must not have heard what I had said. "Clove the water is getting cold we should get out now" she still doesn't respond. She looks distant like her mind is elsewhere. She turns to look at me tears in her eyes. "Clove what's wrong" I ask confused a second ago she was laughing having a good time. "Nana, Papa" she tries to say but instead it comes out as a whisper. The memory shoots into my mind and I know what reminded her of the terrible accident. The water we are standing in now must remind her of the icy water we had plunged into then. I frown and make me way over to her; I always blame myself for not being quick enough to save them too.

"I`m sorry Clove" I say. She looks up at me the tears are gone now and they are replaced by anger. "I wish I could find out who was stupid enough to be driving that fast on a dam bridge, I would kill them" she says angrily. I frown again "Clove we should get out of the water now we will get sick" I say she just nods and makes her way to the beach shivering in the process. I follow her and once we are both standing on dry ground I pull her into a hug. She leans into my chest burying her face into my shirt. "It`s okay Clove" I whisper "Its all going to be okay". She nods turning away from me. I feel truly bad for her, her beloved grandparents died followed shortly by her parents she has lost a lot of people.

We walk silently back to camp. I have my arm over her shoulder trying to keep her warm but I shiver in the process. I grab some blankets and throw them to her while wrapping some around myself. "Want to go tribute hunting tomorrow there has not been a lot of deaths recently" I say looking over at her. She looks back to normal except for the sad glint in her eyes. I guess the thought makes her happy because she nods furiously. "Yea don't want any mutts released on us or anything" she replies before turning to climb into our tent. She hops in I follow all the running around has made me really tired.

Once I am lying down I pull Clove onto a good night kiss. She kisses me back before turning onto her shoulder. I smile and close my eyes happy to be back with her again.

Cloves POV

I can tell by Cato`s slow even breathing that he is asleep. I try to ignore the memory and fall into a pleasant sleep like Cato but I can't. I wait for what seems like hours but the wonderful thing called sleep never comes. I sight and carefully sit up. I might as well go on guard because we probably should have one. I sneak out of the tent careful not to wake Cato. Lucky he is a deep sleeper so that he does not wake up.

I stand in the cool night air breathing in the earthy scent, the scent of soil and grass and night. Everyone told me that night didn't have a different smell but I can smell it. I smell the animals that hunt out at night and I can smell the change in the air. The air is no longer musty and sweaty like it is in the day but cool and breezy. I sink to the ground and just sit there with my back against the big tree that stands in the middle of the field. I slowly begin to drift off letting the night air and the wonderful night sounds rock me to sleep.

Hope you liked this chapter. I promise I will stop with the chapters about nothing in general and get on with the feast. I guess you have found my weakness, I love writing little sweet things ;).