Cloves POV
I wake up in a bed in a huge white room, I start panicking wondering if I'm still in my dads reach. I hear footsteps towards the room and I can't breathe I feel hot tears running down my face when I see Cato step into the room with food. I wanna say 'Cato!' But I can't cus I'm still trying to catch my breathe. He obviously sees my panic and rushes to me "shh he's not here he's not here" my eyes widen "Cato...where is here?" "It's a cottage near my parents house they let me stay here while I'm in training" he says as he puts a hand on my cheek "clover how long has he been doing this?" I freeze terrified that he'll somehow hear me tell anyone.. "he-he's been doing it for about 3 years"
I see Catos face fill with anger "where is my dad Cato?" "I left him on the staircase he's lucky I didn't kill him" I see his fist tighten "you know clover you can stay here...I know you probably don't feel safe there and I got some clothes for you" my eyes water up, someone cared...I've tried to report my dad to many people teachers, neighbors, even a nurse but no one believed me no one. But...someone cared now, Cato cares.
Okay so I know this is a really really short chapter but the next one will be pretty long
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Two halves of a whole (Clato)
浪漫What if Cato and clove met before the games? What if they were enemies? Turned friends, turned to something else... What if Katniss and Peeta weren't the only star crossed lovers?
