"And she said

'if you were me you'd do the same,

'cause I can't take any more.

I'll draw the shades and close the door

everything's not alright and I would rather...'

And as the sun went down we ended up on the ground

I heard the train shake the windows

You screamed over the sound

And as we own this night

I put your body to the test with mine

This love was out of control

Tell me where did it go?"

-Pierce the Veil (Hold on till May)

Today was nothing new Cato would be going to the Capitol for a few days leaving Clove alone. He hates leaving her but she doesn't know and hopefully will never know why he goes. When they first won the games the president wasn't happy about it; especially that Clove -from the strongest district in Panem- was completely and utterly broken. So Cato and president Snow had a deal: Cato would sell his body to the women of the Capitol but would be allowed to return to Clove for a few weeks with him being gone only a few days. She would never find out about it and she would stay safe or else the deal was off.

He hated it. The guilt eats him alive; but he knew that if he didn't do it then Clove would be captured and murdered. But of course it would be made to look like an accident. Cato wasn't able to sleep at all that night because he knew what would be happening to his body not 24 hours from then. At around ten in the morning he feels Clove stirring on his chest. Then he feels her long eyelashes flutter open on his chest. Clove tilts her head up to look at him. "Hey baby doll." He says stroking her hair "Hey." She replies; leaning up to kiss his cheek. "How long have you been awake?" She asks very innocently. "Not that long only about 20 minutes or-" "I can tell when you're lying mr. Kentwell." She cuts him off. "How long have you been awake?" She asks again just as innocent as before. "An hour or so." He lied again but was much more convincing. "Why didn't you wake me?" She asks batting her eyes involuntarily. "Because you need the sleep. You always tell me how you don't sleep when I'm not here." He responds rubbing her back lightly. She sighs in defeat "I guess you're right, Blondie." He chuckles at the name; she hasn't called him that since before the games.

Clove suddenly changes the mood and has a sad look in her eyes "When do you have to go?" He sighs and kisses the top of her head "12:30" "But that's less than three hours from now!" She says loudly with tears forming in her eyes. Cato sits up and pulls her up too so she's holding on to him at his waist and he has both arms around her shoulders. "I don't want you to go." She cries into his shirt "I don't want you to go." She whispers, still crying. Cato strokes the back of her head and tries to calm her "Shh. Clover everything will be okay." He coos. "You never lie to me." She says lifting her face from his chest. "What?" He asks. "You never lie to me. Cato everything is not okay. Okay? You are always in the Capitol doing god knows what. And I'm insane. Snow never invites me because he thinks I'll have a panic attack. Cato, I'm insane." She says shaking "Im insane." She whispers again. Cato holds the small girls wrists and shakes her slightly, tears starting to form in his own eyes. "Angel listen to me. You are going to beat this. You are not insane. You are so strong." Clove screams and jumps as the first clap of thunder is to be heard. Cato moves his hands to his lovers face. "Darling, you'll be okay." And she said "You can't leave. Not now." "Babe it's just a storm. It'll pass before you know it." He says with a kiss on her head. "Do you remember the last time you weren't with me and it was storming? I don't want to watch that happen again." Cato sighs remembering what happened.

Every other time storm has rolled into district two Cato has been there but the last time she was alone was in the hunger games, a little time has past sense the feast and they were hunting thresh. In the rain. Clove was alone in his field and Cato was in the other side of it. Clove heard loud food steps presuming it was Cato she carelessly continued to walk when she felt something was not right. She turned around to take hold of Catos hand for comfort. But instead finds thresh leering over her, sickle in hand. Surely he could slit her throat with the curve of the blade easily but she knew she wasn't getting off that easy. "So, you here to kill me with one of your little knives? Or will your murderer of a boyfriend do it for you?" Thresh laughs darkly. Clove stays quite deciding if she should tell him he's way over on the other side and let him kill her now or lie to him. Both seem useless to her now. Thresh chuckles again. "Oh I see he's not here to protect you now little girl." Her eyes go wide as thresh raises the curved weapon then squeeze shut as he starts to swing. BAM. Her arm is grazed by the sickle but would that have made such a loud noise? No. She opens her eyes to see Cato wrestling thresh into a headlock on the ground. "Cato!" She screams in terror. "Clover, I'm going to need you to grab my sword. It's over by the tree." Without hesitation clove runs to one of the only trees in this field. 'Cato must've been hiding here, watching me. Or maybe he saw thresh long before I did and he didn't see me till he started talking.' Clove thinks as she's running back over to see that thresh is passed out. Good. He won't have a painful death. The thunder booms loudly as Cato sticks the blade into thresh. And then another boom witch would be presumed by any other tribute to be thunder, but it was his cannon.

By this point clove is hysterical. No matter how much Cato try's to comfort her the tears just won't stop. "Shh. I'm so sorry clover." "But it was all my fault!" She screams. "Clove. You didn't kill him. I did." He says with anger to mask the guilt. "And anyway I wouldn't be holding you if I didn't." He says much more calm. "I'm so sorry." She says. "I shouldn't have brought it up." She says very quietly. "Baby doll, it's okay. Come on, lets go downstairs." He says as he gets up then offers his hand to her. They go downstairs and sit on the couch watching the news for the weather. But with a loud high pitched beep the power shuts off and all their left with is the darkness and each other.

"Could you chase away the darkness?

To live in love and die

Last night she recited every reason she's fine.

So if we're heading there together at the same time,

You sing while I drive."

-Pierce the Veil (I don't care if you're Contagious)