Disclaimer: The Hunger Games is,once again, not mine.
Author's Note: The italics is the dream. Written for Palmer.
She hurts for him. She really does. This boy-because that's all he's ever really been- is killing her. More often than not, she's awoken to his screams. They chill her to the bone. And then, if she manages to fall asleep again, she'll dream of him. Her latest dream haunts her the most- He was screaming, drowning in what seemed to be his own blood. His head was tilted up, and he was begging. To the angels, it seemed.- She barely remembers any of the things he was saying, really. She remembers the one last image she had before she awoke and the line that went with it, though. -Suddenly, his screams ceased. He was staring at a figure dressed only in white. The wings on her back seemed like something out of a picture. He whispered quietly, voice trembling. "Clove?" The girl nodded, tugging on him gently. "Come with me. Just let go." The boy nodded, about to just release it all, when a spear broke through the misty figure, making her crumple and drown in the blood that was pooling around Cato.- Then, she awoke, realizing without the blood and Clove being an angel, that that dream wouldn't have been a dream. It would've been cruel reality.
Then, she heads off to his room, shaking his shoulder gently to wake him from his nightmares. She forces herself to forget about her own. "Cato, wake up." His eyes are bloodshot, dark circles under his eyes. "It was so real. I saw her,'Baria. She was on the ground again, and the spear was in her." The woman blinks back the tears and nods softly, whispering. "Go on." The boy continues. "But this time, she said she hated me. She was angry with me for not saving her." His eyes become panicked, and he starts to wail, voice cracking as he whispers so only she can hear,"But what if she is? What if it's all real?" She shakes her head, sitting beside him. "It's not real,Cato. They're just nightmares. I know how sometimes it all blurs together, the fine line between reality and nightmares, but you have to fore yourself out." And it's at that moment when she breaks, letting out a long overdue sob. "But sometimes, you'll have to soldier on." And then she leaves him alone, pretending like nothing ever happened like the good Career she is. Or maybe that she once was, she really doesn't know.
Please review! I'm really trying to add in the Gloss/Enobaria, I swear.