TRIGGER WARNING: RAPE; This chapter mentions and describes the action of rape. It is very lite but please take it into consideration that rape plays a role not only in this chapter but possibly a few more after.

Hey Guys! Sorry this chapter took a while :/

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S: Thank you for being nice about the lateness of the chapter:) I'm gald you understand! Everyone beside Gloss and Cash are in the same grade level, yes.

Jocelyn: Haha, no one really like Cashmere right now :3

Guest: Clatoness! Everyone seems to like clato ess so ill be adding more of that :)

Last Time on Freshman Year: (Hardly anything is needed to know for this chapter tbh) Finnick and Clove and an odd friendship going on. They're friendship is more deepier than eitherone of them like to admit it. Clove and Glimmer have been friends foever and met both Cato and Marvel (who are best friends) the first day if school. Clove and Cato became boyfriend and girlfriend at Homecoming and they've been together ever since. It's November now and Thanksgving is here!

Chapter 18 "Monster" (Part 1)"

Clove's POV

"I can't believe my mom is making me go see this asshole," I mumble on the phone as I enter the train station. "Why do I need to go? What has he ever done for me?"

"Clove," Finnick says sleepily. "Thanksgiving is all about forgiveness. Give your dad a chance."

"I thought Thanksgiving was all about giving and being grateful for what you have."

"It's six am, give me credit for getting the holiday right."

I laugh. "Sorry for waking you up. I should have called someone else. I'm sure Cresta wouldn't like this very much."

"If I had to put up with Gloss, she can put up with you." Finnick yawns again. "Well, I'm going back to sleep. Is there anything else before I hang up?"

"No." I shake my head. "Get your beauty rest on."

"Bye, Clove."

"Bye," I say sadly.

"Call me if you need anything," Finnick says. He must have heard the sadness in my voice. "I mean it."

I thank him and hang up.

As I wipe away a tear, someone tackles me to the ground.

Marvel.

"Why so sad, Clove?" Marvel asks, lying on top of me. "Gonna miss me?"

"Get off of her, Marvel," Glimmer says standing over us. "If Cato was here he'd kill you."

"What are you guys doing here?" I ask, pushing Marvel off of me.

"Your dad thought you'd enjoy your visit much more if you had a couple of your friends to come out with you," Glimmer says as she helps me to my feet. "He paid for the tickets and all."

"Why didn't you tell us you were rich?" Marvel asks me.

"I'm not rich, my dad is."

"Same shit."

"You guys should have said no. Don't you have families to be with?"

"My bitches of sisters came home last night and I couldn't have been happier when your mom called my mom," Glimmer says.

"My parents both work this holiday weekend, so they were fine with me going," Marvel says.

I roll my eyes.

"Why aren't you happy about this?" Glimmer asks me. "For the past week you've been complaining about having to visit your dad; I would have thought us going would make you happy."

"He's trying to kiss up to me and he only does that when he's fucked something up," I say. "Look, I don't want to talk about this right now. Can we please get on the train so I can prepare for my next couple of hours of hell?"

Going through security and all is a breeze and we make it just in time for our train. Apparently, my dad arranged for us to have a private cart. I didn't even know you could get a private cart. It's a small cart, but it has couches, a TV, a stocked fridge, and a bed. Whatever my dad did, he fucked up big time. After all, I'm only going to on this train for three hours. A private cart seems like a lot for that.

As we get settled in, the train starts to move. I look out the window as we pass by this familiar town. I don't want to go. I begged my mom to let me stay home but my parents agreed on my dad having me for the holidays since my mom gets me for the rest of the year. This is why I hate the holidays. I have to spend them with my dad, Little Miss Whore, and her stuck up son my age that hits on me all the time. It's creepy as fuck, but I guess it's a small price to pay since my parents actually never went to court to fight over custody. They just reached an agreement.

"So what's the story with your dad?" Marvel asks me. "You know, if you're willing to share. We've only known each other for a few months, so I understand if you don't want to tell me anything."

"You're going to find out anyways."

Glimmer has known about my dad for years. We've been best friends for most of our lives. She knows everything. I'm okay with telling Marvel. Not just because he's going to find out, but also because I trust him. Marvel is one of the only people I do trust back home, but I'd rather he not see me cry over the jerk.

"He left my mom for a younger woman when I was six and I'm still not over it. End of story."

The train ride is pretty peaceful. Glimmer, Marvel, and I watch some TV, play some games, and just talk. It's really easy to be with these two. Glimmer has been my friend since forever, so that isn't a surprise. Marvel is the one who surprises me. I don't make friends very easily like others do, but something about this weirdo gets to me. Lately I've started to really care about Marvel. In the beginning he was just Glimmer's weird friend, and then he became my boyfriend's best friend, but now he's more than that. Something about his rude remarks and cluelessness makes me comfortable with him. He really does feel like the brother I never had.

…

"So tell me why my dad sent you two with me but not Cato?" I ask as we pull up to my dad's house.

"Your dad said he'd rather not have his daughter be in a room with a bed it in for three hours," Glimmer says, climbing out of the car.

"I still can't believe your dad has a driver," Marvel says, grabbing out bags out of the car.

"Relax," I say annoyed, because he hasn't shut up about that for last twenty minutes. "It's not a fucking limo."

"Do you have a limo?"

"No."

"Does your dad have a limo?"

"…Possibly."

Marvel and Glimmer giggle and I roll my eyes.

"Okay!" I shut them up. "Before we go in there some ground rules. Number one, don't talk about my mom. Number two, don't ask about my childhood, and Number three, never leave me in a room alone with my stepbrother. Got it?"

"Got it."

…

Glimmer and Marvel manage to break all the ground rules within the first ten minutes of meeting my dad. I am going to kill them.

My dad offered to take them around the block in the limo. I was going to go, but dad thought I should stay and keep my stepbrother company. Miss Little Home Wrecker is far too busy getting dressed to set up the table for dinner, so I'm doing it with him.

"I haven't seen you since July, Clove," the creep says. "You look better than I remember."

"Ew," I say, then = move to the other side of the dinner table.

The more distance between him and me the better.

I'm placing the flowers on the table when he gets closer to me, too close. I shove him away from me and he stumbles and falls to the floor.

"Someone likes it rough."

I roll my eyes and continue to set the table.

"Oh come on, Clove. You don't want to play?" He has his hand on my back now.

"You are fucking sick!" I burst out and shove him away again. "First of all, we're step siblings, second of all, your mom is a fucking whore and I don't want to get a disease she may have passed on to you, third of all, you're a fucking little perv, and lastly I have a boyfriend who won't hesitant to kick your ass. So I am telling you for the last time, don't fucking touch me."

And what does the idiot fucking do? He grabs my wrist and forces me against the table and shoves himself on me.

"Get off of me!" I shout.

He tightens his grip around my wrists. "Let go of me—"

He puts his hand over my mouth.

With my free hand I punch him in the gut, grab the glass vase with the flowers I just set on the table, and smash it on his head.

He screams in pain. The glass shattered on the floor starts to drip with blood. He has a cut on his forehead, but it isn't anything a huge Band-Aid won't fix. He's just being pussy about it.

His mother comes running down the starts in the lowest cut dress ever, of course. She runs to her son's side and gasps way too dramatically.

"What the hell did you do to my son?" she spits out at me. "You come into my home and you do this? You ungrateful little—

"Ungrateful! Well, I'm so sorry I smashed a vase on his stupid face after he tried to force himself on me!"

"My son would never do something like that."

I snort. "Oh yeah. I totally just hit him for the fun of it."

"That women is such a horrible influence one you. I'm glad your father is going to take her to court."

"Don't talk about my mom you little home wre—court?" I heard her wrong. I must have. She didn't say court. She didn't. "What are you talking about?"

Laughter comes from the living room. I can hear Glimmer, Marvel, and my dad talking cheerfully with each other. Then they step into the dinning room and fall silent.

"Son, are you okay? What happened?"

"Why don't you ask Clove? She's the one who hit me with the vase."

"What?" Dad turns to me with his arms crossed in disappointment. "Clove, is this true?"

I can't help but roll my eyes. "I don't know, dad. Is it true you're going to take mom to court? Yeah, the slut over there let it slip out."

"Don't you dare call her that!"

"I'll call her whatever I want because I'm never going to living here with them or with you," I shout at him. "Is this why you had my friends come? Did you think that would just make up for the fact that you're going to try and take me away from mom?"

Dad sighs. "Clove, you don't understand. I'm trying to help you. Honey, you're talking back to teachers, your grades are slipping, and you already have a boyfriend. You were never like this. The best thing for you right now is coming to live with me and start over."

None of that is mom's fault. I'll admit I'm a little shit at school. If a teacher tries mess with me, I'm going to talk back. I'm getting mostly C's because I couldn't care less about school, but it's only November anyways.

Mom met Cato right after I told her I had a boyfriend. She interviewed him for two hours before I could go out on a date with him. On a school night I'm to be home by eight, and the weekends by ten. If I fail any classes my mom warned me that I'd have to stop seeing Cato. My mom is handling this boyfriend thing pretty well. I'm not stupid; I know getting pregnant is a possibility when it comes to sex. It scares the shit out of me. That's why I'm waiting until I'm married. If Cato doesn't want to wait then he's not the guy I want to be with.

"Mom is doing a fine job with me, thank you. What am I going to learn from you? Cheating is a good thing? You don't have to be in love to have sex? Ignoring your family and only thinking of yourself is the best way to go? How to be selfish—"

"Enough Clove!" Dad shouts. "My mind is made up—"

"And so is mine," I interrupt him. "I hate you."

I push past him and walk out of the dinning room, out of the house, and head straight for the train station.

…

Glimmer and Marvel are heading to the station with my suitcase. On the phone Glimmer told me after I left my dad started to cry. I don't feel bad about making him cry at all. He chose to ruin this family when he cheated on mom. He made his mistakes and now he deservers everything he gets. A daughter who hates his guts and loves her mom so much more.

I've been standing in front of the train station crying ever since I got here. I can't seem to stop crying. I tried calling Cato, but he didn't pick up. I called Finnick, he did pick up, but he said something about hanging out with Annie and not having time to talk to me. He hung up the phone before I even said a word. Jackass.

"What the hell? Clove, is that you?"

My heart jumps at the sound of Cato's voice.

I turn around and see Cato standing right in front of me.

"Cato," I breathe out and jump into his arms.

Cato doesn't hesitate to put his arms around me.

"Your mom knew you were upset about going to visit your dad. Since he didn't want me coming, your mom invited me instead. She wanted it to be a surprise—"

I interrupt him with a kiss. "I don't care I'm just glad you're here."

Cato stares at me strangely before he caresses me.

"Clove, were you crying?"

"…No."

"Clove."

I sigh. "Yes."

"What happened with your dad, Clove?" I don't I've heard Cato sound so concerned before.

"He wants me to take me away from my mom."

"Take you away? As in…you living with him?"

I nod. "With him, his slut of a wife, and her disgusting son who has no boundaries."

"You know that's not going to happen, right?"

"How can you be so sure?"

"Let's see, a hard working devoted mother or a cheating husband? You have nothing to worry about."

I know Cato is right, but part of me is scared. I don't want to leave anything behind. My mother, who I love more than anything, my best friend Glimmer who has been there with me through everything, Marvel who I can't help but love almost as much I love Glimmer, and Cato, who I can see myself falling in love with.

I kiss him again.

"I take it the blood on your hands belongs to the pervert? He hit on you again?"

I look at the back of my hands. There are little bloodstains all over my right hand. The hand I used to smash that vase in his head. I hadn't even noticed I have blood on me.

I nod.

Cato smiles. "That's my girl."

I can't help but smile. "You would be proud that I drew blood."

"Did he scream?"

"Like a little girl."

"Fist?"

"Vase."

"Nice."

I snort. "Only you can make me look back on something horrible and laugh."

"And that's why we're meant to be."

Cato kisses me on the forehead before letting me going.

"Let's get you cleaned up before some calls the police on us because of your bloody hands," Cato says.

When I come back from the restroom Glimmer and Marvel are there already but I doesn't see Cato anymore.

"Clove, are you okay?" Marvel asks me as Glimmer pulls me into a hug.

"I'm fine." I pull away from Glimmer.

"We're sorry, Clove. We shouldn't have left you—"

"It's okay," I say, and I mean it. "Now I don't have to sit at dinner with people I hate. So thanks for that."

"If it makes you feel any better the pervert asked for my number and I slapped the shit of out him," Glimmer says with a smile.

I laugh a little.

"Where's Cato?" I ask looking around.

"He's outside talking to your dad."

"What?!"

Cato and my dad are talking about me? This is not going to end well.

Before I can go to the door, Marvel holds me back.

"Clove, chill. Someone needs to talk to your dad and we know you weren't going to," Marvel says.

"Glimmer, can you please go make sure they are both still alive out there."

"On it," Glimmer rushes outside.

"Are you okay now?" Marvel says me softly.

I nod.

Marvel starts to let me go, but stops when his hands reach my wrists.

I give Marvel a weird look as he stares at my wrists.

"Dude, let go," I tell Marvel as I pull away from him.

Marvel silently walks outside. I look down at my inner wrists and see the hand shaped bruises.

Fuck.

I run outside just in time to catch Marvel heading towards my dad. Him and Cato are shouting at each other and his family is sitting in the car.

I pull Marvel back inside before anyone notices him.

"Don't do it," I say holding his hands.

"You don't know what I'm going to do to that fucking little shit," Marvel practically growls out.

"It's not worth it, Marvel. Please, let it go."

"It's not worth it? Clove, he could have—"

"I know," My voice cracks. "But he didn't."

Marvel looks down at my wrists. I hold on to his hands tighter than before.

"He isn't worth it," I say. "Don't do anything stupid. Please, don't tell anyone especially Cato."

Marvel looks up at me. "You didn't tell him?"

I shake my head.

"He just thinks I was hit on and nothing more. I don't want him to know. Please don't tell him. You're listening to me but he…Cato will lose it."

Marvel closes his eyes and takes a deep breath. "I won't tell him but…I—why did I leave you?" His voice cracks. "You told me not to. You told—"

"Shhh," I interrupt him. "It's not your fault," I can see the water start to build up in his eyes. "Please, don't cry. If you cry I'm going to cry too."

Marvel pulls me into tight hug. Feeling how protective he is of me, I can't help but cry again.

"Cato is going to ask why you're crying and I don't think I can lie to him," Marvel says.

I pull away from Marvel to wipe my tears away.

In only a few minutes Glimmer and Cato come back.

"Clove," Glimmer says. "I called your mom and told her what happened. She thinks that the best thing to cure your sadness right now is a weekend with your friends. All our tickets to go back home are for Saturday night so she suggests staying in a hotel and enjoying the weekend with us. It's up to you. Do you want to go home or do you want to stay?"

As much as I'd love to go home right now Mom will notice my bruises and she won't let it go. At least with Glimmer and Cato I can hide the marks with long sleeves and bracelets.

"I wanna have some fun. And I just so happen to have the credit card my dad gave me. I'm all for blowing his cash on crap."

"Great!" Glimmer exclaims. "Let's go get a cab."

"Clove, do want to borrow my jacket?" Marvel asks me. "It's kind of chilly outside. I don't want your hands to get cold." He hands me his jacket.

I take it and quickly put it on. "Thanks, Marvel."

Marvel lightly smiles at me.

Cato takes a hold of my hand and leads me outside. Glimmer is on Cato's other side talking about all the fun things we're going to do; Cato is making fun of Glimmer's idea of 'fun' and all the meanwhile Marvel is holding onto my other hand protectively. I lean on Cato's shoulder as we walk together and I squeeze Marvel's hand.

I was wrong. Marvel isn't just my boyfriend's best friend. He's my best friend too and I love him.

This chapter was harder to write than others. Clove's attack is going to effect her in the story and will better explain her in the other stories. (I already have it worled out). This will play a role not only in this story BUT the next story as well. aka the one after Trip to the Capitol.

So sorry to say, more sadness coming up. Next is Peeta and his mother.

Please review! Let me know what you thought about this chapter. I was ify about this chapter so please share your thoughts with me. Not only with this chapter or story. Maybe something about Peeta and his mother you want to be clear? Or something you might like to see in the new story? I am open to suggestions!

(P.S I got my midnight movie tickecta for Catching Fire :) )