Part 31
I scream, even though I know it is useless. I kick, even though I know it won't matter. I reach for my bow, even though I know I won't reach it. Whoever has grabbed me has a tight hold on me. I look down at the hand and I know it is Cato. Who else would it be? Thresh and Peeta didn't beat him in training, or had a better interview, or blew away the crowed at the opening ceremonies. He must have seen me coming or followed me until he caught me off guard. He releases his hand over my mouth, but puts both of mine behind my back. I scream as loud as I can and he punches me in the face. He stuffs a rag in my mouth and tells me to shut up or he will pull out a knife. He ties my hands and picks me up. I look at him and he smiles evilly, "So you're the little brat that killed Clove. And Lola from District 4. Both of those kills were interesting. A homemade arrow, hiding in the bush. You know, you got me too. That wasn't very nice considering I will be deciding how you die. How long and painful it will be." He laughs a low laugh. He sets me down and lifts his shirt. "You see this? That's what your arrow did to me." He says. He has a deep cut and it runs along his entire side. "It hurt when you first hit it, plus my wound from Glimmer. It took a while to heal enough to walk again. Those past three days have helped me recover and now I'm ready to win. Though I have some very, interesting ideas on how to kill you and Peeta. The Capitol will love it." I spit the rag out and he looks mad. All I say is, "I heard you, in the bush. About Glimmer. Yes, I shot her in the head and knocked her out of a tree. But why were you so mad at her?" I ask him. If I stall, maybe Peeta will come looking for me. He must know what I'm trying to do, but he answers anyway, "Well, That little, I'm not even going to say it. Anyway, She told us during training that she didn't want to be part of our alliance. She said she could do better off. If you were a career, you would understand why this would piss us off. So when we got into the arena that first day, she decided to join us. Only that night, she took most of our supplies and weapons and went for the woods. We all agreed we needed to find her. When she jumped out of the tree and hit me, my blood boiled. Marvel was mad about her coming back that first night. I don't know why it bugged him so much, but it did. So we have been trying to find and kill her since the first day." He looks at me and I think by asking it only made him madder. "Cato, that's not what she told us. She said Marvel told her to stay away or he would kill her." I tell him. He looks shocked and says, "It doesn't matter now anyway. All I need to do it kill Thresh, and Peeta will be taken care of. And you are going to help me with that." He says with an evil grin. "By the way, I have noticed you haven't been injured yet Prim." He says still smiling. He pulls out my bow and arrows and aims it on the side of my shirt, "Wait!" I try to get out, but it's too late. He pulls back the bowstring and the arrow hits me in the side, just like his. He walks over and pulls out a knife. He cuts hard and deep into my arm, just like him. The pain is horrible and I have to feel everything he did. He sticks the rag back in my mouth while I scream. He smiles, looking into my eyes. Wait, he isn't looking in my eyes. He is looking at the stitches above my eyebrows. He walks over and rips them out one by one, opening the cut again. I'm screaming in the rag, but that doesn't seem to matter. I'm still very loud. He looks mad as he says "If you don't shut up, I will kill you right now!" It takes everything I have to hold the scream, but I bite down on the rag very hard.