Katniss' pov
The boy runs at Cato pinning him against the wall. sadness is washes over me . my face turned red as I released I had feelings for this brute.
Anger over powers me as I lunge for the boy from one. I tackle him to the ground and start punching him. he yelled at me but I couldn't stop. I felt like some sort of beast being let out of its cage after years of captivity. I would of kept going if the peacekeepers didn't pull me back. I was thrown back. I decided to leave before I do anymore damage. I hear a girl yelling. probably clove , the bitch hurting friend. well at least I consider him a friend, I'm mean I did bash up a guy for him. I turn and glance at him. his warm blue eyes were an icy cold blue. then it hit me.
I'm on love with the brute...
"Katniss!" I hear a voice yell from behind me. I turn to see peeta. I don't understand him. he likes me but he is the biggest douche ever when he is around Cato. he probably thinks he likes me. Doubt it. I'm horrible I can't even hold my temper when someone hurts a career. I don't like him at all. he's hopeless and is going to die unless he has Allies. I pity him. it is obvious that his mothers actions have taken a toll on him.
"What's up Katniss?" He asks clearly puffed out of breath breathing heavily on me. his breath smelt like crap.
"What do you want peeta?" I sigh.
"Just you kat baby."
I roll my eyes and sigh. I try and turn my back and walk away. I overhear arguing behind me as I turn around I witness clove hitting Cato. the brute. My brute... he pulls away from her and rushes away. I turn my back to the situation. suddenly I felt a tap on my should anger overcomes me and I turn around expecting to see the boy from one. Surprisingly I see Catos warm blue eyes staring into mine. his two fingers lift my chin up as he slowly leans in and kisses me. long and passionate. His hands clasp around my waist and my hands find there way up his torso and clasp at the back of his neck as we continue kissing. I feel cold hands grab my waist and pull me from Catos firm and comforting grasp. The embrace that we once shared was over as I turn to see peeta. I swear I hate him. Suddenly he does the unthinkable and kisses me. I try and resist but he is surprisingly strong. I push away and am almost there. I get released from his grasp. "c'mon baby you know you want me." he says in a douchy tone. I become worried and slowly walk to Cato. I have this unexplained safe feeling around him. peetas eyes were filled with rage as he lunges at me. no at cato..
Peeta is on top of Cato beating him. there's blood and loud sounds as they continue to abuse eachother. Unexpectedly Cato goes wild on peeta. punching him continuously in the face. I don't like violence. I rush down and push Cato off peeta. the boy with the swollen eye and bleeding nose and mouth. I run over to peeta panicking because he was my only ally. I'm not going to join the careers. I was just standing there frozen questioning my love for Cato. Until the peacekeepers rip Cato off if him. my heart is beating out of my chest when they pull him off peeta. I rush to his side. not Catos, peetas. "Is he ok?" Cato asks clearly not giving a shit. He's breathing, that's a good sign right?" My voice is shaking with every syllable. "What's wrong?" Cato asks. the anger bottled up inside me "OK DO YOU WANT TO KNOW WHATS WRONG? YOU BEAT UP MY PARTNER. HE WAS MY ALLY. DO YOU REALLY THINK THAT I WOULD TEAM UP WITH A BRUTE LIKE YOU! YOUR A HEARTLESS CAREER YOU WENT BLOODY WILD ON HIM!" I scream.
"He tried to kiss you..." he says sheepishly. "And it's your job to monitor what I do now is it?"i reply. clearly frustrated. He looks at me with a sorry face hopefully understanding that I can never love him and that I absolutely can't join the careers because you know I value my life. I actually question having an Ally myself. I turn my attention back to peeta. God I don't know what do do with him. he knows I don't really like him right? But I like Cato. a lot but I can't have my heart broken by something as horrible and twisted as the hunger games. no matter how I feel.
