A/N: I know. You all want to kill me. Join the club. I really am terribly sorry it has taken me this long to update but I really am in a hard situation at the moment, so bear with me. Hopefully, in a few chapters this story will finally be finished so you won't have to kill me, choke or hang me anytime soon. I really love you guys for the huge support. I cannot even tell you how much it means to me. Anyway enjoy and review:) !

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Chapter thirty one- Rectangular pain.

Seven days. One week. In a week mum will be married and Cato and I will be through. Even now we're through. We haven't talked since the date for the wedding was decided, and I'm glad because of that. I don't think I have the strength to talk to him. He'll make me fall in love with him even more, and I can't let that happen. It's funny how things turned up. You know what I want? I want to go back in time, back when I first met him and tell myself he's not worth it, even though I'd be lying my past self. He's worth every tear I shed at night. I'm tired.

''Great game, captain,'' he says, while scratching the back of his head. His hands are shaking. I know he's losing it.

''You don't have to do it anymore, you know,'' I retort, the wind blowing away the tear that accidentally fell on my cheek,''I know we had a deal, but you can drink. You don't function well without it and I understand that.'' He doesn't say anything. He looks at me with an expression that makes me want to look away, because it reminds me so much of mine. The same expression I have when I look at the mirror. Like I'm empty. Like I'm a ghost trapped on Earth, and no one can see me.

''I guess you're right.'' Just that, and he's gone.

I put my hands in my pocket and take the long way home. I can't believe it. We're in the finals. In three days everything I wished for will come true, but I'm not satisfied. Why is it that humans are so greedy? Why do we always want more?

I start shivering from the cold as I open the gate. I walk down the little road that leads to the door, but I stop moving once I spot him in the garden.

''Katniss,'' he breaths out. The way he says my name hits me like a knife. It's the first time after Cinna's visit that he spoke my name out loud.

''C-Cato,'' I try to say calmly, but fail miserably. Every time I finally face the facts and move on, he ruins everything I built until then. I guess I'll have to start from scratch again.

He doesn't move a muscle. No, he's just standing there. I glance his way one more time before I open the door. For a second his arm reaches to hold me, but he quickly pulls away. I don't look back as I shut the door tightly. I realize this might be the last conversation we'll have, since we won't be able to look at each other. Not that we can now.

''Cato,'' I call out his name and I wonder to myself if when his all alone, does my name escape his lips? Is he as crushed as I am. Is he sad? Cato sad. I find it even more painful to see him unhappy. Does that mean I love him? It must.

* beep beep*

I walk towards my bed and pick up my cellphone. An unknown number. I answer as a familiar smooth, deep voice fills my ears and calms me down.

''Hello, love,'' he says and I can almost see his grin on the other line.

''Who's this?'' I ask, even though I know very well on my own.

''I'm sure you already know,'' he replies with the same calming effect. I do.

''Baron,'' I let out a sigh.

''That's right,'' he lets out a chuckle,''If it was any other day I'd probably talk on and on, but I'll get straight to the point. I'm sure you're very well aware what I'm about to ask you. After all, your intelligence quite impresses me.''

''If it was any other day I would've probably told you you're mad, but I guess today I'm the one who's mad. I accept.''

''You catch on fast. I didn't even need to pop the question.''

''Funny,'' I mock.

''Oh, why thank you love. Your change of heart doesn't have anything to do with Annabelle and Cato's date tonight?'' he asks with a chuckle, but I know he's not laughing inside. It's quite pitiful what I'm doing. Actually, it's quite pitiful what we are doing. Playing a game with one another's hearts. We are all well aware of the situation, but we still choose to hurt ourselves even more to feel good at least for a second.

''No, guess I just realized what a catch you are,'' I laugh, but inside I'm crying.

''Of course you did,'' he says but this time there is no trace of laughter,''Katniss, I promise by the end of our date you'll only be thinking about me.''

''Bye Baron,'' I hang up.

I hope you succeed Baron. I really do.

By the end of the day a series of odd events happened. One of them including a girl knocking on my door. The curly, brown-headed girl from the picture. Sonia. That's her name. It suits her. I wonder if mum told me about her sooner could we be friends? I led her to my room. She didn't even say a word, but it still didn't stop me from crying. I've seen her for the first time after the picture was taken and the only thing I could do was cry. She seemed to understand she wasn't the problem since she placed my head on her lap and gently ran her fingers through my hair. At that moment, I remembered everything. I remembered the girl that used to come over to my house every thursday, the first person to ever see me cry beside my mother. And as always, she doesn't say a word, just sits beside me and calms me down.

''I missed you,'' I say. I really did, and I didn't even know I did. I was young, but I have never forgotten her. I just thought I did.

''I missed you too,'' she replies and kisses my forehead. Unlike me, she knew me all along. I really am no good.