Clove/Cato centric.
Warning: Language.
I'm sorry.
You were repulsive, a jerk, so insensitive. You could kill so easily, and I should have been disgusted, but...you were beautiful, you were an artist. You attracted me, made me crave every piece of your body.
It took so much effort to tear my eyes from you at the beginning, and finally, I gave up. I needed you to want me as much as I wanted you. We weren't a love story, there was nothing romantic or cute about what we had, but it was real.
You thought you were so smooth when you always made sure you had watch with me, but I knew better. Those stolen kisses, quick touches, they made me forget about the fucked up world we lived in, even if it was just for a moment. It was enough.
What we had wasn't love, but just thinking about being without you for just a moment was enough to make my heart hurt. When did we get so pathetic?
I was so stupid, so blinded by my hate for Katniss Everdeen that I failed to see Thresh approaching. The moment his hands locked around my body I knew I was going to die. There was nothing you could do. Please, don't blame yourself.
I hear your voice calling me now, but I just want to let you know that you made me happy. It was worth it. All of it.
I'm sorry.
I haven't had reviews in forever! Ah! But, I still get favorite & alert notices, so at least I get the sense that people like it. Please, reviewing will make me update faster! Pfft, whatever. Begging never helps.
Anyways, I thought I would go this route for Clove. I, obviously, just made up the parts with the kisses and everything, but a girl can dream, right? Haha. Also, I got the idea after re-reading the Hunger Games and it said something about Katniss hearing Cato's voice sounding hurt and distressed once he saw Clove, so there has to be something there. A different side to what was going on.
Tell me how you feel about this and if I should continue(;
xoxo