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My own OC and Cato from the Hunger Games

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Chapter 11:

Sometime during leaning my head on his shoulder I had fallen asleep, I quickly open my eyes, and find I have been placed onto the bed, my head resting on one of the large pillows, a heavy red blanket thrown over me, I sit up and glance around the room. I look over beside me and see Cato sleeping peacefully, I smile looking him over, his hair tousled, he had changed into a white t-shirt and dark blue jeans. I lean over and place my lips next to his ear and blow softly, he laughs and turns over looking up at me "I was sleeping." He grumbles running his thumb on my cheek. "You looked so peaceful I had to wake you up." I wink before laughing. "Bitch." He laughs sitting up. "I'm so sorry." I lied biting my bottom lip. He shook his head, "Liar." He smirked; I glare at him, "No." "Yes." He laughs pinning me down onto the bed. "Confess, you liar." I laugh wiggling under him, "Never. Ever!" He places deadly small kisses onto my collarbone. A knock on the door breaks us apart. "Yes." He calls as the door opens.

"You should be getting ready, its 8:25." His mother smirks entering the room, I look her over Cato doesn't look much like his mother only there hair is the same. "Mom she need other clothes." Cato points out as his mother rolls her eyes, "Ill get Richard to bring in something for her." She smiles sweetly at him, "Cato, dress in something more suitable for the situation." She adds before leaving the room. I take a deep breath… "Why does she hate me?" Cato looks at me, "She doesn't hate you… she just hates your mom." I roll my eyes sitting up, "Why?" "Well our moms came from the same district." Cato says standing up. "They were friends weren't they?" I groan. "Yes." Cato smirks stretching. "How where their districts effected by this?" I wonder looking at him. "All the districts are affecting in different ways, Mel." Cato tells me siting back down onto the bed. "What you mean? Two has the best? Two gets a break? While twelve's women are rapped on the streets? While eleven's women are sold on the street?" I hiss rubbing my temples.

"That's not what I mean…" Cato groans, "Yes all the districts take the industry differently, yes two does get better privileges in a way. At least you don't have to go into marriage straight away in two not unlike every other fucking district. Not unlike four or three where your parents choose." I groan, "There will be buyers from different districts wont there?" Cato nods, "Yes, but not from twelve, four, or three." "Why not twelve?" I mumble, "Twelve doesn't want to be involved." I look at him, " Ten to Twelve rooms of people from districts I don't even know." Cato groans, "My father is normally always in room one." I nod pulling the blanket off of me and get out of the bed. "Where can I take a shower?" Cato points toward a door in front of me, "Towels are under the sink." I nod and quickly enter the bathroom closing the door behind me.

I quickly undress and shower surprised how he had placed unopened bottles of floral smelling shampoos and body wash on the bathroom counter. Turning off the water I quickly dry off, wrapping the towel around myself and exiting the bathroom Cato had changed into a suit, dark grey, a black tie hung around his neck as he stood in front of a mirror tying it. He grumbled as he undid it again and re tried before shaking his head and undoing it again. I laughed, "Let me help you." He turns and looks me over, "Fine." He sighed as I stood in front of him, I gently undid the messed up tie and redid it. He looked down at me, "What?" I snapped looking at him before repositioning the tie. He shakes his head, "Nothing, just admiring you in your towel." He purrs, wrapping his arms around my waist and kissing my neck.

I shutter with pure desire and move into him, letting him send kisses down my neck. A small knock at the door brings us back into reality and Cato clears his throat before yelling, "Yes?" The door slowly opens and a older man steps in he has a small bag in his hand which he places on the bed before nodding to Cato and I. "These are the clothes your mother has send for the girl sir." He says leaving the room. "Lets see what my mother wants you to wear." He smirks walking over to the bag and opening it, he pulls clothes out and places them on the bed he pauses and pulls out a black lace bra and matching panties. "I like these." He winks at me before throwing them over I catch them and feel my towel slowly begin to undo. "Look away!" I hiss, he nods and turns.

I quickly drop the towel and put the undergarments on. "Okay what next?" I ask as he looks through the small pile on clothes on the bed, he smirks and tosses me a tight black short panel skirt. I groan slipping into it, the skirts ends at my thighs. "I still need a shirt." I roll my eyes looking down at the lace bra; a small black bow sits in the middle. "Come here." Cato laughs his back still turned away from me. I do as asked and walk over looking at the clothing on the bed; he had given me the most covering pieces. "Please tell me girl don't have to wear stuff like that?" I groan feeling sick. Looking at the skimpy clothing. Small pieces of fabric, which just covered the most private areas.

"Sadly yes." He said pulling out a yellow ruffle blouse. I grab it, turn around and sit on the bed before buttoning up the shirt, Cato groans coming to stand in front of me. I look up at him letting my hands fall from the shirt. I watch him as he caresses my cheek, move my hair to fall behind my back before he comes to his knees so were eye to eye. I stay silent as he unbuttons the three buttons I did in the wrong holes, "Let me do this for you." He smirks I close my eyes as his fingers skim over my bare skin before he takes the button from the middle right under my breasts.

I take a deep breath and open my eyes, he quietly takes his time doing and undoing buttons knowing the effect it's having on me, a wide smirk on his face. "Hurry up." I moan digging my nails into the blanket. "I don't want to…" He smirks. "Please." I groan leaning my head back and arching my back. He laughs, "I love the effect I have on you, and only by doing up buttons. I suck back air as he runs a finger from my belly button to my one closed button by my breasts. "Just close them already." I grumble looking at him.

He laughs before quickly doing the buttons up. "Thank you." I sigh falling back onto the bed. He laughs getting up and standing in front of me. "Just to let you know your shirt is slightly see through." He smirks leaning over me, I roll my eyes as he slides his hands up my legs.

"Cato?" I hear a familiar female voice shriek. "Mom!" Cato gasps stepping back from me. "Its time to go." She says running a hand through her hair. I quickly rise and Cato throws simple black strapped heels, I quickly put them on and pause to look into the mirror on his wall. I glare at my reflection my hair is a tousled mess behind me, my shirt slightly see through like Cato had said. I see him watching me and I turn, "Lets go." I smile slightly before he brings me closer to him to lay a soft kiss on my forehead. "Come!" His mom hisses from the doorway, he gently pushes me forwards towards the door.

I take a deep breath as we make our way outside into a dark black car and down the driveway. "Everything's going to be fine, Me." Cato assures me wrapping his fingers with mine. I look up at his mother who is sitting in front of us, she watches me with a stare that makes me cold. "Here we are." She sighs waiting for the driver to open the door and help us out. I step out into the morning sun. Staring up at the Justice Building, ill be waiting for you when its over." Cato smiles kissing my forehead. "And if I don't?" I gulp. "Ill get you." He tells me squeezing my hand tightly before I am ushered into the building. White light blinding me.

Holy shiz! whats going to happen? Will Cato's father be able to win Mel? Or will Cato be going on a crazy man hunt? Stay tuned until the next chapter to find out!

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