Never Let Go (Book 2)

Chapter 20

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"My, my, my, Ms. Sevina. I was not expecting to see you on these terms," President Snow said with a wild grin. The kind that put you on edge. I wanted to run as far as possible, but kept my face level.

Nodding, I responded with a simple, "neither did I," with my eyes looking straight forward at him. He kept me on the edge every time I saw him. After all, he was the man who ordered the death of my parents.

He evaluated me for a moment, trying to read my body language. Unfortunately for him, I was raised by two victors, I knew how to give nothing away from my demeanor. After a brief pause, his face twisted up into a wicked smile, and he laughed.

I bit back a smart retort, but I did have to say I had no clue what was so funny to him. One of his appointed officials had just been exposed as an abusive man, word had already spread across the District, I was sure of it. If anything, he should be threatening me.

"I have to say Ms. Sevina, I was quite shocked to hear of the stunt you pulled at school today. Yes, I know it was you who planned everything. I must congratulate you on your ability to avoid our cameras and recording devices while planning this though," he smiled, I felt my heart beat even faster when he paused, "and I must also thank you. I realized within the first six months after my appointment that I had made a mistake. You see, I have been racking my brain for ways to get rid of him without it being a disaster for me. But you, you were his weakness, I never even realized it, but he let all of his horrible characteristics roam with you around. You brought him down without me having to do a damn thing."

I didn't know how to react to the revelation. I helped the President, that had to be something, but not something good. Once you do something for him, you will always be a pawn in his mind. My parents would be disappointed in me, sure I stood up to the powers that be, but what did I really do? Nothing.

"What happens now?" I asked after a moment of hesitation, keeping my voice as level as possible.

"Now, my dear, he gets stripped of his position, and I owe you a favor," he smirked. I felt uncomfortable when he called me dear, but I held it in.

"I don't need a favor from you Mr. President," I replied evenly, "my actions were entirely self-serving. I am no hero, and I do not need a favor. His removal is all I could ever want."

President Snow nodded slowly, seemingly taken aback by my refusal of his offer. He looked at me with curiosity before nodding once again, and saying "if you ever change your mind on that favor, have Edrina send a message. I am good to my word when I am indebted to someone. You are dismissed," he finished, motioning to the door.

I stood up slowly, thanked him for his time and exited the study confidently. It was only when I shut the door solidly that I let my shoulders slump forward and let out a sigh of relief. I was sure that he was going to ensure I was in the next games or something, but instead he tried to get me to make a deal with the devil.

I looked around the hall for a sign of anyone else, but found myself alone. I resolved to go upstairs and take a shower. Hopefully once I finished Cato would be back from whatever meeting he had been called to.

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Cato's Meeting: Trigger Warning here, some talk about abuse.

"Mr. Hadley, come in," the feminine voice announced from the other side of the door after I knocked. I was nervous, they probably thought I had planned what happened today. In all honesty, I was shell shocked. How could I have known what was going to happen, even Clove looked shocked.

"Good afternoon," I smiled in a greeting, not knowing who the woman was seated in front of me. She was definitely an official, though she didn't look like a Capitol woman, but in all of my time in District 1, this was the first time I had met her. She motioned for me to sit in the chair across from her, so I nodded and sat before looking at her again.

"Do you know who I am and why I'm here Cato?" the woman asked me, this time opting for simply my first name. I was guessing this was about my father, but I simply shook my head no in response to her question. She smiled back at me before nodding and speaking again, "I am Doctor Carina Triffle, yes, sister of Edrina. I know, we look nothing alike," she laughed, "anyways, President Snow asked me, a trusted advisor to the President, to talk to you about everything that has been alleged against your father over the past hour. After the video came out of what he had done to Miss Sevina, we reached out to your mother, ad she informed us of some, abuse. Is this true?"

I took in a deep breath before attempting to say yes, but only being able to muster up a nod. Words were not leaving my body at this point. They must have known everything. I don't know why they were meeting with me.

"Cato, I was asked to evaluate you. We are afraid that this may be too hard for you, being around your father and seeing what he did to Clove, who you are in a relationship with correct?"

"I'm not sure I would call it a relationship. We're just lonely kids with screwed up lives, we bonded," I lied. I did not want to tell anyone who was an adviser to Snow that I was madly in love with Clove, "and I'm doing just fine. He doesn't bother me anymore. I grew up with his violence, I would be lying if I said it didn't upset me to find out he had hit Clove, but that was just because no man should ever hit a woman, its just wrong. And before you ask, I have no clue how any of what happened at school happened. I was just as shocked as everyone else in that damn gym."

"I believe you Cato, obviously we're just concerned about the mental impact your father left on you and your siblings, and we have to ask, did he ever hurt you or your siblings physically?" Dr. Triffle asked me.

I didn't know whether to lie or tell the truth, I guess I had to tell what I thought was the truth so my mother doesn't get in trouble for lying, "I can't speak for Liam or Cami, but yes, he physically hurt me. It stopped hurting after a while. He had preferred methods and I don't want to talk about it. Those memories are buried and it took me a while to get past them. Please don't make them resurface," I finished, hoping she would respect my request. When I saw she wanted to ask more questions, I turned and showed her the scars on my back. I had avoided even showing them to Clove. I couldn't let her see me weak when she's been going through hell.

"Of course, we just needed confirmation that the alleged acts were committed by your father. I hope you know we do take abused of power very seriously. Our youth are the nations future, and you seem to have a very promising future," she smiled in the only way a person who lived in the Capitol could. It was like they didn't know what life in a District, no matter the district, was it's own form of hell. Most people in District 2 end up working in the Nut.

Besides being a victor in the games or a Peacekeeper, I don't know what bright future she's convinced lies ahead of me.

"Am I excused ma'am?" I asked after a brief silence. She nodded and I moved to get up, before being interrupted.

"Cato, if you ever need me, don't hesitate to call," she said, either truly concerned or feigning concern. She passed a business card over to me, and I took it before thanking her and leaving the room. I needed to find Clove immediately. Sure I had been safe, but I had no involvement, I realized on the way home Clove and maybe Marvel had planned the whole thing.

I had sworn to myself to never let go of Clove once I got her back. I wasn't going to let my dad take her from me again.
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