Clove
I was gliding softly up the stairs, not making any noise. Why we were doing this I had no idea, but Finnick had driven Peeta over the edge from what I gathered...and we were here to finish Finnick off..
I looked in Finnicks bedroom and saw him kneeling at Finnicks bed. The guy obviously was screwed as I saw Cato whispering to him.
"Finn?" he said as Finnick stirred.
"Cato?" he awoke.
"I came back...." was the reply that Cato gave back.
He then started kissing Finnick passionately on the mouth.
"Theres something I need to tell you." Cato said as he slid Finnicks underwear off.
"Whats that?" Finnick whispered.
Cato let go and said, "You have company."
Peeta slid on the wall beside me and tried his damndest not to laugh at how Finnick, blissfully caught up in sexual arousal, had been handcuffed to his own bedpost!
I walked in and slapped Finnick in the face.
"You thought you could break me? Tear me and Johanna apart? No, not at all. Our love is stronger than that, and if we burn in hell because of this....then guess what?" I sneered.
Peeta walked in and held Cato close to him.
"You burn with us." we all said.
"You are so sick...I can't believe I ever loved you. All the lies you told me....all the games you played....why did you do it?" Cato asked.
"First off, I do not have to say shit if I don't want to....AHHHH!!" came the scream from him as I poured wax from a nearby candle on his chest.
"Care to say more?" I laughed. I was scared by my own self at this moment.
He spit in my face and I punched him in the balls.
"Fine then...." he gasped in pain, "I admit it....I get more ass than a toilet seat. But they should all know its just a fling...nothing more and nothing less." he spat out.
"Oh? Then why would you tell me u wanted to marry me if you didn't?" Cato snapped.
"Because nothing I ever told you was the truth..." came the smart answer back from Finnick.
Another punch, this time in the gut, came from my fist. He groaned in agony.
"Then tell us ..if you are so gay then why do you follow lesbian couples around? Why do u take pictures and leak them? Why do u follow us home? Why the fuck would you try to damage me and Cato? What the fuck is wrong with you?!? YOU RAPED ONE OF MY BEST FRIENDS, YOU SICK FUCK!" Peeta screeched out.
Finnick just smirked and said, "Oops..."
Cato pulled the gun out of his pocket....and gave it to Peeta.
"Any last words, Finnick?" Cato answered.
"I. Will. Return." was his defiant answer.
"Well return to this, darlin'." Peeta said in an Irish accent, his palms sweaty from anxiety as he clutched the gun and aimed carefully.
The world watched and waited until
"Tat, tat," went the gun of another person.
Finnick recieved a double tap to the head and we turned around to find none other than Mr. Gloss.
Song of the Day: Ladder Song by Lorde