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Chapter 2

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"Clove!" Sam called through the house. I was in the bathroom again, trying to clean up the latest bruises on my face from Ashton. She always got really worked up when she saw them.
"In here!" I yelled, making sure to cover my eye with a bit more makeup.
"One thing I've noticed is ever since you got back from the Capitol, you spend a lot of time in the bathroom doing your makeup." She leaned in the doorway and I shrugged in reply. "Here" she smiled, thinking it would be funny if she smeared her hands across her face, wiping away the freshly applied makeup.
"Sam! What the hell!" I cupped my face, but it was too late. She caught my hand and pulled it away from my face.
"Clove" her voice quivered, but I was speechless. I wasn't sure what to tell her. "Why do you let him do this to you?" She let go of my hand and I busied myself with washing off the makeup. There was no point anymore.
"I-" I took a long look at myself in the mirror. "I don't know."
"We'll if you don't know, why don't you try and get rid of him! There's obviously some reason you stay with him!"
"I'm lonely, godammit!" I turned to her angrily. "His abuse makes me feel less lonely"
"Well that's just fucked up. That's no reason for him to hurt you" I shrugged again, pushing past her and into my bedroom. "Have you talked to Cato lately?" I stopped dead in my tracks. We never talked about Cato. I had made a rule of it, but apparently she was trying to figure me out at that moment, so I guess she felt obliged to test me.
"No" I answered simply.
"Do you plan on it. You're gonna be with him again in a month for the Victor's tour you know. Might as well patch up things"
"Patch up what things? If you think we're getting back together, think again. That ship sailed a long time a go."
"You were just so happy-"
"I don't want to talk about Cato, okay?"
"Well when you decide to tell me the truth, call me" she picked up her jacket and tossed an envelope on my bed before leaving. When she left, I picked up the envelope. It was addressed to me from District 4, and inside I found a letter.
Dear Clove,
I know you're probably feeling really lonely right now, with the games being over and whatnot. I can relate too, when I won my games I felt really alone. But I can't Imagine what it's like without either parents or a boyfriend to turn to. I know we've only met once or twice, but I was wondering if you wanted to come visit me in District four. I know you've never been and I figured being around your moms family would be a good way to get away from all the craziness. Plus, after my games I had no idea what to do with my life. I can only imagine you're feeling the same way; no longer going to training and stuff. So send me back a letter so I can get a train arranged. Oh, and feel free to bring... Anyone you want to.
-Your Cousin, Annie Cresta
It was nice to hear from her. The only time I had met her was my mother's funeral, but other than that Annie and I had never gotten the chance to get to know each other. I actually hadn't seen her since I was like seven, but judging from the picture Finnick had shown me before last years games, Annie was my age.
An invitation to district four. Well that was a bit random. But it seemed fitting; I'd lost both parents and my mothers side of the family wants me to visit. I guess that's just a really human thing to do, get support from family, so I sat down and wrote back to Annie. I would go to District four. I would bring Sam. I would meet my mother's family.

I double checked that I had most of my things. It wouldn't really matter if I didn't have everything, because by now I could buy things that I needed on the spot. At about four in the morning, I met Sam at the train station. The place gave me the creeps, reminding me of the games, my dad, not to mention Cato. "You okay?"

"Yeah I'm fine" I smiled slightly. By then, Sam and I had resolved our dispute. I guess we had fights like that a lot, but always resolved them a couple days later. Maybe all friends had those. I was still trying to figure out the whole friendship thing.

The train pulled up slowly; eerily almost. Like a ghost from last year's games returning back to the present. Sam almost had to take my hand and lead me on the train, I was frozen in place. But I eventually found myself on the train, admiring the interior.
No matter how many times I had been to the Capitol, the Capitol smell always got me. It was like a wall of perfume and the smell of chalk hitting you in the face. "No fucking way" Sam, obviously taken aback by all of the food, ran forward and started to eat.
"What? I never get that reaction when I cook diner?"
"But... They have sweets!" She picked up some sort of powdered pastry. "You're such a health nut" she too a bite. "You need to learn this recipe, cause is shit is good"
"Whatever" I laughed at her casualty. It was almost weird being on the train without seeing Brutus or Enobaria or... Never mind.
Brutus and Enobaria! I almost forgot! Well, over the past couple months, they've both returned to their normal district two lives, working at the training center, and pretending to hate eachother when I really know that they love eachother. How I know? Well I just see the way they look at eachother.

I was in the middle of catching up on the latest Captiol news when the train came to a stop. "We're here!" Sam exclaimed, peering out of the window. She turned around and looked at me closely. "You ready?"

"Yeah" I nodded, trying to reassure myself more than her. We picked up our bags that we had so carelessly dropped on the ground and went to the door.
When's he door opened, I was instantly blinded by the sun, which gave me a mini heart attack because the last time that happened, I was in the hunger games. When my eyes adjusted, I saw that the justice building looked exactly like the one back home, that was a bit of a relief.
"Clove!" I heard a voice and was suddenly hit by a hug. When I came to, I noticed the person hugging me was short, with long brown hair. Annie.
"Hey Annie. Good to see you too" I hadn't expected such an upfront greeting. She hooked her arm into mine and lead me off down the road.
"C'mon Sam" I called to her. As we walked, I noticed recourring patterns; sand, docks, boat, sand.
"Welcome to District four" Annie smiled, stepping over a rope as we walked down the sidewalk. I looked all around me, noticing the fisherman and cute side shops, but the biggest thing I noticed was the clear blue ocean. The only bodies of water I had ever encountered were the cold lakes up in District two, but I had never seen the ocean.
We reached a large, three story orange house that had its own sliver of beach. Annie led us inside and into a small guest room with two beds where we put our stuff down. "Where are your parents?"
"They're out fishing, you won't get to see them until tomorrow"
"So what are we supposed to do now" Sam asked rudely.
"We'll, some of my friends are eager to meet you so I put together a beach bonfire, if that's okay with you guys. I mean, as long as you're not too tired."
"I'm always up for a good party" I smiled.
"Great"

I found the bonfire much less interesting than I had anticipated it being. The district two parties were always raves with glow sticks and alcohol and people pretending they weren't doing drugs in the corner. This district four party was just a get together literally a time when people were called together and we sat and talked.
At the beginning of the party, Annie would lead me around, introducing me to all of her friends. But halfway through, her boyfriend showed up with his buddies. Finnick. I remembered him form the games, he seemed to remember me to. H was a bit surprised to see me.
"Clove! What are you doing down in district four?"
"Annie invited me"
"We're related" she said, looking up at Finnick with those big green eyes.
"Nice" he smiled. "It's great to see you're doing good"
"Ey Fin!" One of his friends called from the truck they had driven up in.
"Be right back, got to get the keg" okay so district four-ers weren't total goody two shoes. At least they had alcohol. While Finnick and Annie went off to help, I did my best to find Sam. She was standing by the fire, twirling a price of her hair as a guy was talking to her. Typical.
"Hey, you're Clove, right?" Someone said.
"Um, yeah" I turned around and was met face to face with a tall boy. He had black hair and freckles, not to mention those icy blue eyes that reminded me of Cato's.
"Congratulations on the games"
"O thanks" normally when people said that, I took it literally. Like someone said congratulations on not dying, you're cool. It i didn't want to be rude, and in that moment, I wasn't thinking. Just staring in his blue eyes.
"I'm Jackson" he outstretched his hand.
"I'm still Clove" I laughed, shaking his hand.
"Can I get you a drink?" It was a bit more of a command rather than a question. He walked over to the keg and filled a cup for me. When he returned, he handed me the cup gingerly. I subconsciously downed it, refusing to look away from his eyes. "Um" he laughed. "Do you want mine?" I nodded, taking the cup and finishing off that one. "Yeah, okay. I'm going to cut you off officially." I giggled slightly. His face relaxed a bit. "You want to take a walk? I'd love to learn mor about you"
"Sure" he hooked his arm in mine, I guess that's what all district four-ers did, and led me down the beach, along the water. Somewhere along he way, I found my lips planted on his.
Now, don't get me wrong It was nice to kiss someone other than Cato, but Jackson was a terrible kisser. NOt to mention that my incentive for kissing him was probably because his eyes reminded me so much of Catos.
We were in the sand, and he kept pushing farther and father. I was too drunk to stop him and he pushed me down in the sand, crawling on top of me. "Clove?" I turned my head and saw a dark silhouette against the moon. I finally pushed Jackson off of me and looked closer. It was a tall boy, who probably once was muscular. Probably not as skinny, but it seemed as though he had abused drugs and alcohol and now his body was ten years older than he really was. His blonde hair was a lot longer and flopped to one side.
"What are you doing here?"
"Finnick's my half brother" he said.
"Are you fucking with me?"
"Nope" he laughed slightly, running his hands through his hair.
"Whatever dude, you can have her" Jackson stood up and stomped off.
The silhouette was Cato. What are the odds.

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