No one guessed who was in the greenhouse correctly, but I predicted that so.. happy reading!

Cato's POV:

So we're back into another one of our disagreements. I just don't get why she can never just accept what I say to her. And now, here we are, on the roof, and I'm trying not to admit that I would sacrifice myself for her, but I guess I'm just going to have to tell her. It's like she wants me to express myself like a wimp.

"I don't want to win," I finally tell her, turning so that I wouldn't have to look her directly in the eye. I could see her expression from the corner of my eye, and it was too fucking cute.

"Why?" she asks me after a while of her shocked staring.

"Because," I sigh, combing through my hair with my hand, "that means that you will die. And.. I don't want that to happen." There, I finally said it. It's out there. I feel like I'm whipped already.

Rose's face breaks out into the most beautiful smile I have ever seen, her eyes gleaming bright and her lips upturned. She looks completely perplexed, and surprisingly, she looks happy.

"But.. why?" she asks again. I fight the urge to roll my eyes.

"I hate the fact that you have to be here because of the Games. It's like they're corrupting you or something. You don't deserve to be here. You're innocent, sweet, and you definitely should not have to die because of a mistake one District made 74 years ago," I explain, hoping that she would understand and that I wouldn't have to explain anything anymore. I just want to make out.

"Really?" Another fucking question.

I nod. "I wish that I could have you to myself forever, but I can't. And that hurts. I want to punish the Capitol, and I've never felt that way before now. But trust me, I'm going to take care of it, and you." I pull her closer. I don't know why, but it's like when I start confessing my fancy of her, I cannot stop, but I never know what else to say.

"What do you mean, you're going to take care of it? What are you gonna do?" she asks worriedly.

"Nothing. Just know that I'm taking care of it," I answer. She doesn't know of my plan, but it's quite brilliant.

"Are you going to get hurt if you do whatever this is?"

I keep my mouth shut and face the opposite direction, not wanting to hurt her any more than I do on a daily basis.

"I don't want you to get hurt because of me," she says, trying to look me in the eyes.

I shrug. "It's really none of your business."

"It is, if you're doing this for my sake," Rose says with a bit of fire. There's the sexy angry girl that I like. She's getting upset, meaning we may argue.

"Just forget about it, okay? You'll know that it's happening when it does. And when it does, look for me," I say, finally looking her in the eyes. She looked scared. Yeah, I was doing this mostly for her, but I also have my reasons. Reasons that she does not need to know about. One of them is my brother. Next year he would be 12 years old, and I don't want him being reaped into the Games, especially since he's not ready. He was not trained his entire life like I was, and I want to make sure that it stays that way.

"Okay. But why are you doing this for me?"

"Why do you keep questioning me?" I snap. "Can't you just be content for once?"

Rose shuffles away from me a little bit, taking her arms away from me. "I am content. I just really want to know why?"

"Because," I sigh, "I keep telling you that I care about you more than anything right now. It kills me, and I don't know why I even feel this way about you, but I want to do whatever it takes to save you. I try to get you out of my head Kitten, but I just can't. It's so difficult to think about what might happen to you. If I have the chance to try and get us both out of here alive, I'm going to try, and if that doesn't work, I'm going to get you out. I need you, and if I lose you, I don't know what I'd do," I confess, yet again. This time, she better understand. It seems like she does, because she has her lips on mine in seconds and her arms back around me.

Everything was normal, as normal as things could be, and Rose was kissing me as if her whole life depended on it. Her small, velvety tongue met mine over and over again, making my head swarm with the many inappropriate thoughts that I'm sure would definitely do some damage to her. It was all great, but then it all went down the drain when we were interrupted by the sound of a girl's voice. That's when I realized that we were finally caught.

"Well, well, well. What do we have here?" I looked up and saw the girl standing a good distance away from us. It was the girl from 10 that Rose was talking to me about yesterday.. Cher? Something like that.

Anyway, Rose froze immediately and when she saw Cher standing there with her tantalizing smirk, she scurried back as fast as I would think she possibly could.

"Cherche? What.. what are you doing here?" Rose asks her, obviously nervous from the fact that we had been discovered. I was cool with it. People would find out anyway.

And, now I know what this girl's name is. I like Cher better, so I think that I'll stick with that instead of her real name. She looks kind of feisty, so messing with her would be fun.

"I was just taking a stroll when I found you two. I knew there was something going on between the two of you," she said, taking short steps closer to where me and Rose were currently sitting. We both stood up and Cher finally reached us at the edge of the building.

"How did you know?" Rose asks her shakily.

Cher shrugs and eyes us both. "I dunno, it's kind of hard not to notice the tension in the room whenever you two would look at each other during training. It's a shame, though. I was going to call dibs on him."

Rose scowls and takes a step closer to me, and I just smirk at the situation. It was funny to see two girls that wanted to claim me. I don't blame them, and who would? Not to toot my own horn here, but toot, toot. I'm gorgeous.

Everyone goes silent and we just stand there, wallowing in the awkward situation that we were in. While I was cool about it, I knew for a fact that Kitten was afraid that Cher would tell someone about what was going on here, and that the Capitol may find out. I think the Capitol would be so happy if they found out something like this. It only makes the Games more interesting than it actually is, because not only do you have killing, you have a complicated relationship.

Fuck that, I may like the girl, but this is no relationship. I didn't go too soft.

"So," I say, breaking the awkward silence, "since this is probably running through all of our minds, why don't I just address the elephant in the room. Cher, are you going to tell anyone about this?" I ask, motioning my hand between me and Rose.

"Hmm." Cher puts a finger to her chin as if in thought. "I don't know. What can you guys offer to keep my mouth closed? And my name is Cherche," she asks slyly and says. Well, well. Looks like we have a manipulative bitch on our hands.

"Umm," Rose speaks up. "It's not like we can offer you anything long term, or short term for that matter, because two out of the three of us are probably gonna be dead in the next few days." I wince at her words, them making me picture what could possibly be her if that were to happen.

"She is right," I state, rolling my eyes at Cher.

"I know that. I'm not dumb. What I'm thinking is an alliance," Cher says.

"So what do you have in mind? Because you really can't say anything about this. It would be so bad for the both of us," Rose says.

"Well," Cher sighs, "I'm assuming that there would be some sort of alliance in agreement between the two of you, since it doesn't seem as if you guys would want to separate any time soon. So, I want in."

Rose and I glance at one another and frown. "We never discussed some sort of alliance with one another. It's not going to happen," I state, causing Rose to frown.

"What do you mean, 'it's not going to happen'?" she questions. "I thought that at some point we would meet up and stay together," she says defensively. Looks like I hurt her feelings twice in one day.

"No. I never said that would happen, and I'm sticking to my original plan," I retort. Cher chuckles.

"Uh oh. Looks like an argument is brewing," she says with a smirk.

"Shut up Cherche," Kitten snaps, causing me to laugh. Cher gapes but keeps her mouth shut as Rose turns back to me. "Why can't we be allies? You have no problem shoving your tongue down my mouth."

I smile knowingly at her, causing her to blush. She knows that she loves it when we make out. "Because, and trust me when I tell you this, you would be dead the moment my eyes are not on you," I tell her truthfully. It's true. It's obvious, and pretty well known, that none of the Careers like any other Districts, and plus, Clove hates her and wants to kill her now.

"But you were the one that said that you'd protect me. Doesn't that fit this category?" Rose asks. Looks like she has completely forgotten the fact that her friend was standing right in front of us, chuckling at this entire encounter.

"No. That isn't protection. That's putting you right in the middle of the danger," I retort. Rose needs to just listen to me because I'm not changing how I feel.

"What if I want that, huh? What if I want to be in the middle of danger? You don't think I can handle it?"

"Should I go, or..?" Cher interrupts, pointing to the direction from which she emerged, ruining our moment.

"Whatever, leave. We'll figure something out with you later," I tell her, not even looking her in the eyes. I hear her feet movements and the sound of a door slamming, signaling that we were finally alone. Good. That chick was annoying me. "Look, Kitten. I'm only looking out for you, and putting you in a group with all the Careers will not be a good idea. I want you to be alive, not the complete opposite," I try to explain to help her understand why I didn't want her in the group. That was the reason I never even brought it up. Of course I've thought about it.

"But why, exactly? I haven't done anything to upset the other Careers, and I can hold my own," she whines, pouting her lips.

"You really can't. They already hate you, especially Clove, because for one, you're not a Career, and two, you're an easy target. Clove would attack you in the blink of an eye and you won't be able to fight her off. She's way too strong," I continue, trying to put some sense into her brain and make her realize that this is not some type of negotiation.

"Are you saying that I'm weak?"

"Yes. That's exactly what I'm saying."

Rose scoffs and takes a step back as if I've offended her. It's the truth. "Well, that's kind of surprising, considering I did better than you and all your friends during the assessment. You know what? Whatever, I won't be a part of your group, or your life anymore. Bye, Cato." Rose turns and begins to stomp away. I try to pull her arm but she snatches it away and continues to walk.

Why can't we go a day without some sort of fight?

"Rose, I'm sorry!" I force myself to say, especially since I despise saying please, thank you, or any of that crap. Once I tell someone to do something, it gets done. Rose is so stubborn, and she forces me to say and do the things that I do not do on normal occasions ever. She likes to play hard to get, and I can honestly say that I'm trapped into her spell. And I don't want that any other way.

Yes, I said it. So stop your fangirling. Be lucky I even said it with all you guys reading this.

Anyway, back to the pint. It seems as if this time, I may have to fight to have her forgive me, because she hasn't stopped walking away yet.

"This time I'm not going for just a sorry, Cato. Try harder," she yells over her shoulder before walking through the door and slamming it behind her, leaving me alone on the roof.

I stood there for a moment in the dark, thinking about what to do. What do guys do in situations like this? Guys like me specifically.. I'm not sweet and sensitive.. fuck that! Sometimes Rose forces me to be that way, but by choice, I would always choose rough. But, I don't really think the rugged me would win in this situation, so it's time to be sweet, time to be a wimp.

I leave the roof and travel the 10 flights of stairs back down to my floor and quietly walk into my room. I'm going to sleep on this and if I still don't know what to do, I'll ask the most sensitive guy I know.. Jeffrey. He seems like the type of guy to think like a woman, I mean, c'mon, he dresses like one. So he would be perfect for advice.

When I wake up the next morning from the same dream and I still have no clue on what to about the whole Kitten situation, I take a shower to wash off all the sweat from last night before rushing to the dining hall to find Jeffrey. He was sitting at the dining table, decked out in a pink suit, with Clove, our advisor nowhere to be found. That's kind of normal, since Clove and I really do not need his help.

I take a seat as the same red headed lady we always have starts to serve me breakfast. She makes sure to put a lot because she knows that I would always ask for more. I smile and thank her and she returns my smile. Honestly, she is the first person in a while that I do not have to force myself to be nice to. The woman has been through a lot, so she really does not need an angry teen lashing out at her because she didn't bring the right jelly. She doesn't deserve that.

Clove and Jeffrey were talking about tonight and the clothing that we were going to wear before they finally addressed me. I wasn't really paying attention since I still was trying to come up with ideas for my forgiveness.

"What?" I questioned after I noticed the two staring at me expectantly.

"I asked what you thought of my ideas for your outfits for tonight?" Jeffrey repeated, eyeing me warily.

"Oh," I started, "I really don't care. But, I do need to ask you something." It's time, although I'm not sure if I should be asking him this type of thing in front of Clove. She may get the wrong idea, and we all know that she digs me.

"What's the issue? Is it the food? I asked them not to add the-"

"It's not the food," I interrupt. This man could go on for days about the menu and how he makes sure that it is 110% up to standards.

"Oh. Then what is it?"

"Uh," I stutter, "okay. So, what do you do when you're trying to get a girl to, like, be with you? And she doesn't want to unless you prove something to her?" I ask.

Jeffrey smirks. "Is this about a specific girl?"

"No," I answer quickly, trying to cover up, "I was watching a show on television last night, some stupid teenage drama."

"Really?" Clove says. I glare at her and she stays quiet, returning to her ham.

"Yes," I growl.

"Well," Jeffrey starts, "in most of those shows, the guy does something spontaneous, like something she would never expect. Sing her a song, or declare your love in front of the entire school.. something like that," he explains. I nod my head slowly, processing his advice. It means that I have to do something for her that she wouldn't expect. What would she like, though? Rose is not the type to want me to declare my 'like' in front of a huge crowd.

"Thanks," I say after a while, and continue to eat and think.

"Are you sure this isn't for someone specific? I can help you if you'd like," Jeffrey tries again. I glance back at Clove, who is staring at me like she expects me to say that it is for her. Never in a million years would I be into her. Yeah, she's pretty, I guess. But, she's not my type.

"Yeah, Cato. Is there anything that you would like to confess?" Clove asks with a bit of deduction edged in her voice. I scowl at her and she returns it. That was signal enough that I do not, in any way, shape, or form, like her.

"Okay, fine. There is a girl. But, it's definitely not you, Clove. So get over your little school girl crush, because it's not gonna happen," I sneer at her. Clove frowns as if I've hurt her and stands before she stomps away and walks toward her room.

"Wow, that was harsh," Jeffrey comments, making me send a glare his way as well. He throws up his hands in defense and smiles. "So, who is this girl, anyway? Is it the blond girl, Shimmer, or whatever her name is? I heard some rumors about the two of you," he rambles. I throw up a hand to stop him.

"Hell no! I hate Glimmer. I hate all the Career girls," I scoff. Why on earth do all these girls think that I feel anything other than hatred for them? Well, come to think of it, Rose thought the same thing of me, but that definitely turned out to be wrong. At first I intended for it to be some type of game, but now it's definitely turned into something more.

"Well then. Who is it?"

I hesitate for a moment before answering. "It's, uh, Rose, from District 12," I finally say.

Jeffrey gapes at me for a long moment, completely shocked for who I fancy. "Primrose? That small girl that you always stare at?"

"Mhm."

"Well, I'll be damned. I had no clue that you would ever even feel pity for her, and now here you are, with a crush," he teases, causing a stupid blush to rise up my cheeks. First apologizing, now blushing.. what the hell is going on with me?

"Yeah, whatever. Can you just help me out? She's pissed at me for something and now she wants nothing to do with me," I explain.

Jeffrey grins wide. "No problem. I'll be happy to help. I'm glad you chose her and not one of these other corrupted chicks. She's someone that I think can change you for the better."

"Fuck that," I state with a mouth full of eggs. "Nobody can change me," I say, even though I know for a fact that she's already doing her damage. He doesn't need to know that, though.

"You can believe that all you want. But if you want things to work with her, you're going to have to change just like I imagine you expect her to," Jeffrey says quite wisely.

"Can you just help me out?" I stress, not needing one of his lectures. That one trainer already told me that I couldn't have her, and that wasn't true, so I think that I'm doing pretty well.

"Sure. I know exactly what we can do. How about this..?"

A/N

Soooo, Cato's point of view is finally here after quite a while. What do you think Cato is going to do for Prim? I would love to hear your suggestions because I'm kind of clueless on what I want to happen. I already have ideas on how to end this book! No! Don't be sad already.. there will be a sequel! I know that for a fact!

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