I do not own the Hunger Games or any of its Characters.

My own OC and Cato from the Hunger Games

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Chapter 23:

I jump opening my eyes and find it hard to see clearly out of my right eye. My cheek is throbbing. I sit up and gasp, everything hurts, oh it hurts so bad… what did this fat pig do to me as I slept?

I look over and notice im all alone, I let out a sob and pull the duvet over my sore naked body. I glance up as the door is opened a women walks she hold a towel and a large bowl of what im guessing to be water. She makes her way towards me.

"Hello my dear. Im so sorry of what has happened to you." She says quietly, she is older her grey hair peaking out of hair net. She places the bowl onto the bedside table and dips the towel into it. "Here… let me help you." She sits beside me and wipes my lip. It stings, "I have never seen him do this to someone before… I am so sorry." She whispers and I nod. Maybe I should have kept my mouth shut and not have said Cato's name.

The nice old lady helps me dress and I know she tries her best not to look at my naked body and I refuse to, not wanting to know what he did to me.

I hold my jacket in my hand as we walk slowly down the corridor to the front door. I see Cato's father waiting patiently he turns when he hears us coming and I see the smile on his lips fade and he seems to go pale. "Oh.. Melissa." He clears his throat holding his hand out to me.

"Marcuse! Is that you?" I hear the fat man call from somewhere behind me. I try my best to move quickly and hide behind Cato's father who doesn't fail to grab mu hand softly. "Yes…" He hollers. I hear the fat man come closer, his loud breathing is a clear give away.

"Ah you are early… its only near ten o'clock." The fat man laughs. I don't dare look at him.

"This is the time I normally come, you know that George…" Cato's father says harshly, "Im leaving now. Maybe lunch soon?" The front door is opened and I step outside with Cato's fathers help. "Yes lunch soon." The fat man calls after us. The door is shut and we walk to the SUV, the driver has the same reaction his face goes pale as he opens the door and helps me inside. Cato's father says something to him and he nods closing the door behind us. I then begin to weep.

"Oh my dear dear child." Cato's father soothes me, touching my shoulder softly, I jump at his touch and he quickly removes his hand. Saying something which sounds like 'Cato's going to kill him' under his breath.

He touches my chin softly and turns my face to meet his, he shakes his head and holds a glass of water to me and hands me a pink and blue pill. I look at him confused. "They will remove anything from last night and help with the pain." He tells me softly as I swallow the pills and finish the water.

The rest of the car ride is silent besides me letting out a sniffle or sob. I don't think Cato's father knows what to do so he gently rubs my back and after me jumping he does nothing, says nothing.

We pull up to the cottage and I'm slightly relieved to see Cato's sports car is not in the driveway. Cato's father helps me out of the car. "Would you like me to help you inside?" I shake my head, watching as he gets back into the car and drive away. I open and close the door quietly. I take a slow step forward and stop. Soft moans are heard from the laundry room. I take a step forward and look inside. Lisa sits on the washing machine, Louise between her legs he holds her close, his jeans hanging loosely around his feet.

Lisa's dress is high above her waist as she rests her head against the wall, her eyes closed, her mouth open just slightly. I frown walking back to the door to open and close it loudly. I hear a gasp and cursing as Louise and Lisa separate. I hang up my jacket and make my way to the staircase. "Melissa?" Lisa says quietly. I stop at the staircase and grip it tightly turning to face her, her face is flushed and red and soon all the colour fades, her mouth falls open. "Oh. My. God." She rushes over to me, and I see Louise stick his head out from the laundry room. He frowns at my face and quickly escapes back into the laundry room.

Lisa helps me up the stairs and into the bathroom; she runs me a bath filling it with bubbles. I stop her once she tries to help me undress. She frowns nodding, "Just call if you need help." I nod as she leaves turning and looking at my reflection in the mirror. I stand shocked, the right side of my face is red and a handprint is clear, my eye is slightly bruised and my eyes are red and puffy from crying. I open the buttons on my dress and slowly peel it off.

Looking at my reflection once more I see my hips are bruised more gross fat man handprints. I look away not wanting to look at the other bruises covering my legs. I peel off my underwear and throw them to the side walking over to the bath to step in. I gasp as the hot water envelops me. I slide down making sure the left side of my face is facing the door.

I hear a car's wheel squeak and the downstairs door is thrown open. Whispering is heard downstairs. Before pounding feet race up the stairs. A small knock is heard at the bathroom door. "Come in…" I squeak, looking ahead. "Baby?" Cato's voice is full of concern. I don't look at him as he kneels next to the bathtub, he touches my shoulder and I tense up before relaxing. "Baby, please look at me." I frown turning to look into Cato's beautiful blue eyes.

He holds my chin gently as he tilts my face this way and that way. He frowns, his eyebrows kneading together. He begins to stand but I stop his letting out a sob. "Don't leave me!" I gasp. He closes his eyes nodding his head slowly.

"What can I do? What can I do Mel?" He asks me, his blue eyes sad.

"Hold me…" I whisper. "What?" He tilts his head to the side. "Hold me…" I say louder. He nods standing. I watch as he unbuttons his shirt and kicks off his shoes, he pulls off his pants and stands in his boxers.

I slide to the front of the tub as he comes into the water, the water level rises and some of it splashes onto the floor. He pulls me into him, I lean my head onto his chest as I cry. He places his head into my neck saying soothing things into my ear. He wraps his arms around me and holds me close.

"Oh Mel. I'm going to kill him." He whispers to me. I nod, "Don't… lets just forget about this…" I whisper back, sniffling as I finish crying. "How can I forget this… look what he did to you… why in gods name would he do this?"

"I said your name." I blush, Cato freezes his arms wrapping tighter around me. "You did what?" He asks. "I said your name… well I moaned it…" I tell him. He chuckles, "Why…" "I don't know… I wanted to make him mad… I wanted it to be over." I frown looking over at Cato; he was looking at me with curiosity.

"I wanted it to be you..." I say quietly and Cato nods. "But it wasn't... I thought it I thought of you it would be better... but it wasn't it was so so... gross." I frown and Cato nods. "Ill make it up to you." He says quietly and I nod a small smile on my lips. "You better." I inform him leaning back into him and closing my eyes. "I was so scared Cato..."

"Shhhh, lets forget about him now... before I loose it and kill him... I will Mel... if I ever see him lay eyes on you again... I promise you... I will... i will destroy him." Cato tells me, his grip around me tightens and quickly loosens again.

"Okay." I whisper.

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