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-Reader's Pov-
I sat on the end of the couch sniffling like a little baby all because of the man sitting in front of me. He sits in just a regular chair, his blue eyes glued to me as he seemed to think over our argument. We had been fighting over, once again, the hunger games. We had both been chosen by district two to go into the hunger games. Which would mean that we would have to kill each other, or one of us would have to stay behind and be safe.
I cuddle my knees closer to my chest and press my back as far into the couch as possible. Cato sighs from where he sits and leans froward, resting his elbows on his knees. His eyes never leave my face and after a few awkward moments he stands.
"Look ____, just stay behind. You know that I can get through this by myself. I will kill every single one of them to come home to you." A shudder runs through my body as I think about watching Cato from a t.v. screen as he rips through person after person. I quickly shake my head and Cato runs a hand through his hair in frustration.
"I wouldn't be able to watch you kill all those people. That's not the Cato I know and love. You, the person you are right now would not come back to me if you left." I stand from the couch as well and look him in the eyes, not backing down no matter how much he glares at me. Cato takes a step forward and puts both hands on my waist.
"You are not going in there without me. You know that if you left, they would tear you apart." Cato speaks the truth and I know it, yet to hear him say something like that to me makes me flinch.
"At least I would die myself. Besides I was the one who stayed alive in the mountains, not you." Huge mountains loom at the edge of district two, I had been wanting to build a house up there because you could look down over the entire town. So last winter I had decided that was exactly what I was going to do. I may be small and skinny, but that doesn't mean that I'm not persistent. Cato smiles at the memory of me walking back to the house we shared with a picture of the house I had built. It was small, but I loved it all the same.
I lean into Cato and rest my head on his chest. "We go in together, or not at all." I say in a whisper. I can feel Cato sigh as he places his head to rest on top of mine.
"Fine, we are a team though. We don;t worry about having to kill each other until everyone else is gone." I nod in agreement. We were in this together, but I knew that by the end of the hunger game, my heart would be broken.
I sat on the end of the couch sniffling like a little baby all because of the man sitting in front of me. He sits in just a regular chair, his blue eyes glued to me as he seemed to think over our argument. We had been fighting over, once again, the hunger games. We had both been chosen by district two to go into the hunger games. Which would mean that we would have to kill each other, or one of us would have to stay behind and be safe.
I cuddle my knees closer to my chest and press my back as far into the couch as possible. Cato sighs from where he sits and leans froward, resting his elbows on his knees. His eyes never leave my face and after a few awkward moments he stands.
"Look ____, just stay behind. You know that I can get through this by myself. I will kill every single one of them to come home to you." A shudder runs through my body as I think about watching Cato from a t.v. screen as he rips through person after person. I quickly shake my head and Cato runs a hand through his hair in frustration.
"I wouldn't be able to watch you kill all those people. That's not the Cato I know and love. You, the person you are right now would not come back to me if you left." I stand from the couch as well and look him in the eyes, not backing down no matter how much he glares at me. Cato takes a step forward and puts both hands on my waist.
"You are not going in there without me. You know that if you left, they would tear you apart." Cato speaks the truth and I know it, yet to hear him say something like that to me makes me flinch.
"At least I would die myself. Besides I was the one who stayed alive in the mountains, not you." Huge mountains loom at the edge of district two, I had been wanting to build a house up there because you could look down over the entire town. So last winter I had decided that was exactly what I was going to do. I may be small and skinny, but that doesn't mean that I'm not persistent. Cato smiles at the memory of me walking back to the house we shared with a picture of the house I had built. It was small, but I loved it all the same.
I lean into Cato and rest my head on his chest. "We go in together, or not at all." I say in a whisper. I can feel Cato sigh as he places his head to rest on top of mine.
"Fine, we are a team though. We don;t worry about having to kill each other until everyone else is gone." I nod in agreement. We were in this together, but I knew that by the end of the hunger game, my heart would be broken.
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This is in first person, just because the stories that I have been writing that I don;t put up here are in that form and so I find that easiest at the moment. I hope you enjoy the story, and I can;t wait to upload the next chapter. Love you all, bye!
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