Broken Glass Chapter 11, a hunger games fanfic

Author's Note: Hey my babies. Mama's here and typing. I normally would write a longer note but not in the mood.

Disclaimer: I don't own the Hunger Games or anything else recognized.

This chapter is dedicated to both Clatoforeverinmyheart and Chelsea Hunger Games Fan.

Chapter 11 - Pain and Hate

Clove POV

A lazy Friday night. Perfect. I slip on my blue, green, and teal striped pajama pants and a white tee. I pulled out my iPad and collapsed on my bed. I opened up Oven Break and just about start a round of Gut Instinct when I heard something hitting my window. I pulled my curtains and a rock hit my window. I opened the window and saw Marvel as he threw another rock and he hit me on the face. He did sign language saying sorry. I rolled my eyes and yelled at him.

"What do you want dipstick?" I demanded.

"I know you said something about the girl code preventing us from being together but \i decided to just tell you how I feel," he said hitting play on a wireless CD player.

1-2-1-2-3-4

Give me more loving than I've ever had
Make it all better when I'm feeling sad
Tell me I'm special even when I know I'm not
Make it feel good when it hurts so bad
Barely get mad
I'm so glad I found you
I love being around you
You make it easy

It's as easy as 1-2-1-2-3-4
There's only
ONE thing (one)
TWO do (two)
THREE words (three)
FOUR you... (four)
(I love you) I love you
There's only
ONE way (one)
TWO say (two)
Those THREE words (three)
And that's what I'll do... (four)
(I love you) I love you

Give me more loving from the very start
Piece me back together when I fall apart
Tell me things you never even tell your closest friends
Make it feel good when it hurts so bad
The best that I've had
And I'm so glad I found you
I love being around you
You make it easy

You make it easy
It's as easy as 1-2-1-2-3-4
There's only
ONE thing
TWO do
THREE words
FOUR you...
(I love you) I love you
There's only
ONE way
TWO say
Those THREE words
And that's what I'll do...
(I love you) I love you
(I love you) I love you
1-2-3-4
I love you
(I love you) I love you

Jett came up behind me while Marvel was singing. He didn't stay long. He left laughing. I leaned out of my window a little bit to talk to Marvel.

"Listen dipstick. Don't go all Romeo and Juliet on me. I don't like you but one of my friends do. End of story. End of discussion. Leave me alone," I said slamming my windows shut.

I pulled my ear buds in and laid down. I listened to the song Marvel just tried to serenade me with. 1,2,3,4 by The Plain White Tees. I rolled onto my side and turned my music off. I laid my iPod on my nightstand and pulled my blanket up to my chin. I listened as I heard more rocks hitting my window. I lightly fell asleep to the light tapping on my window.

*The Next Night*

Lazy Saturday too? How did I get so lucky? I laid down with my iPad again as I heard rocks against my window. Marvel again? I swear to god. I run to my window and open it up.

"I swear to god Marvel! Ge-" I cut myself off when I saw Cato.

I shut my window and went downstairs. I saw Jett asleep on the couch. I see the door is locked. I guess Cato couldn't get Jett to answer the door. I open the door and wrap my wrap tighter around me. I walked out to Cato. He pulled a guitar case out from the bushes. I looked shocked. He explained.

"I know music is a huge part of your life. I thought maybe I could get you to at least not hate me if I sung to you," he explained.

I grabbed his wrist and pulled him inside. I took him into the piano room. It was soundproof somehow. He started to play.

My heart is paralyzed
My head was oversized
I'll take the high road like I should
You said it's meant to be
That it's not you, it's me
You're leaving now for my own good

That's cool, but if my friends ask where you are I'm gonna say

She went down in an airplane
Fried getting suntanned
Fell in a cement mixer full of quicksand
Help me, help me, I'm no good at goodbyes!
She met a shark under water
Fell and no one caught her
I returned everything I ever bought her
Help me, help me, I'm all out of lies
And ways to say you died

My pride still feels the sting
You were my everything
Some day I'll find a love like yours (a love like yours)
She'll think I'm Superman
Not super minivan
How could you leave on Yom Kippur?

That's cool, but if my friends ask where you are I'm gonna say

She was caught in a mudslide
Eaten by a lion
Got run over by a crappy purple Scion
Help me, help me, I'm no good at goodbyes!
She dried up in the desert
Drowned in a hot tub
Danced to death at an east side night club
Help me, help me, I'm all out of lies
And ways to say you died

I wanna live a thousand lives with you
I wanna be the one you're dying to love...
But you don't want to

That's cool, but if my friends ask where you are I'm gonna say
That's cool, but if my friends ask where you are I'm gonna say

"I know it doesn't describe my feeling but-" I finished for him.

"It's one of my favorite songs."

He smiled and pulled me into his arms before whispering into my hair.

"I need to know why you hate me."

I pushed out of his arms. His question was amazingly confusing. But I knew how to respond.

"I don't. I don't know how to explain my feelings. If I do, I explain my whole history. It's just I can't explain. You don't need to know what changed me. I need it to stay that way. But if you play your cards right, you might get a chance," I said before walking to my room.

I heard Cato knock Jett to the ground to wake Jett up. I listened as they started playing video games. I drifted off back to my sweet dreams.

My dreams being about Cato.

And chapter 11. I liked the ideas I was given and I hope you like how I played them into my story. If you have any suggestions, you might just get your idea turned into a chapter and have the chapter dedicated to you. Please review, favorite, and follow.