The Hunger Games! {ClovexCato}

Chaper 1, Part 6

This takes place on reaping day!!!!
Clove pov:

I sit in front of my mirror while my mom laces flowers into my hair. It's a sort of flower crown thing. I fiddle with the bottom of my white flowy dress. Every year there is a new dress code each age group must follow. This year for 18 year olds, it's white.

Like the favorite color of president snow.

i'm obsessed with showing her fits ik🙉🙏🏻:

My dad walks past the door frame of the bathroom. He's wearing a suit, he has to show up to reaping, so does mom who's wearing a light pink dress. "You look beautiful darling" she whispers. A horn can be heard from the outside signaling that we need to leave for town square. My mom kisses my forehead for what seems like the last time

"come back to me please.." i stare at her blankly. I don't know what to say. I hug her tight "Come on already!" my dad yells from the front door where i can see the flooded atr full of people.

At town square i line up behind a bunch of other girls. A lady dressed in Neon Pink steps onto the stage. I hold back a snort at her extraordinary outfit. She goes on and on about how this is doing us good and how we'll be bathed in riches if we become victors. "Now the time has come to choose one courageous man and woman for the honor of representing district 2 in the 74th annual hunger games! As usual ladies first!"

She waltzed over to the large glass dome and dangles her hand for a minute before quickly snatching a slip of paper. I prepare myself for whoever's name is getting picked; because i'm going to be volunteering for her. A smile paints into her pale face before she begins to read "Giulia Peregrine!" the crowd is silent before a scream can be heard from the parents section "I volunteer as tribute!" I yell as loud as i can "Oh? A volunteer? oh wow how pleasant!" Everyone clears a way in the the crowd so i could walk up to the stage

As i approach i realize i have to look confident and fearless or i'll get no sponsors. "Now what's your name darling?" she tilts the mic my way slightly "Clove Kentwell" i say with all the confidence i can build up. "Wonderful!" she claps her hands which are covered in a light pink glove together. "Now for our male!" she walks over to the other large dome and from a distance i can see Cato take a deep breath in.

"Reed Sawhi-" before she can finish i hear the deep voice of Cato pierce my ears "I volunteer as tribute." She laughs wildly all while jumping up and down. "And your name is?" she questions when he steps up to the stage "Cato Hadley." he seems stern and tense. "Ok everyone give it up for our district 2 tributes!" as expected nobody clapped, i mean why would they?

I'm grabbed by the arm and dragged inside a room with soft red couches. Only seconds later i can hear my mothers broken cries "Take it!" she shoves something into my hands. It's her wedding ring. "I don't have much longer ok? I love you so much! Stay safe!" just then the last thing i remember is my mother being dragged out the room leaving me in tears. Then to my surprise Tatum walks through the door. "Tatum? W-hat are you doing here? Shouldn't you be in D3?" i kneel down to her height.

She hugs me tight. "Good wuck" she whispers into my ear "know who the real enemy is." i pull away from her and she skips out of the room. I feel chills all down my body suddenly, and my neck is itchy. Did she poke me or something? and what could a 3 year old possibly know about enemies? Maybe Cato knows? "Let's go." a peacekeeper screeches at me. I reluctantly follow his white suit of armor.

As i enter the train i see Cato sitting at a table, his eyes are almost blood red. "Cato." he looks up at me with a smirk "are you ready for it?" he asks me, i automatically assume he's talking about the games. "We will be victors!" he shoots up and i can tell he's not in the right mind "i'll kill half of those losers within the first 10 minutes of these dumb games!" he lets out a small chuckle "you and me both.." though the cameras are hidden i can hear the little twitch they release as they track our body movements.

"we will train our hardest and make it out alive" he reaches his hand out to me to shake it "It's us against the world babe~" when i finally give in to his hand shake he pulls me into a hug. "Know who the real enemy is" i pull back in an instant "know who the real enemy is clove" he repeats himself multiple times till i find myself cornered "no.. no shut up!" i scream at him

"know who the real enemy is clove!" a few tears fall down my face as i fall into the corner.

I shoot up, drenched in a cold sweat. Just a dream. I'm on the train. In a nice comfy bed. That felt so real. Tate, Cato, saying goodbye. I look to my ring finger and still find my mom's ring laced around it.
I need air

I step out of the room and i'm hit with the pleasant smell of sweet pea and lavender. The walls of the train are covered in gold and white specks, from a distance i can see Cato sitting at one of the windows. His attention turns to me when i step on a creaky board "bad dream?" he says, his voice is coarse and intimidating. Also super sexy. "come sit" i walk over to him slowly. "cute pjs" i roll my eyes, "i can't remember anything past saying bye to my mom, do you know why?"

he looks out the window, we pass through only the rest of our district before we already see the gleaming lights of the Capitol. "Jules said we blacked out or something" i think hard, how? i'm not malnourished or anything so what... "Tatum. It was Tatum" his eyes widen "what? she's 3!" he exclaims "i think she injected us something.. check!" i turn my body and unbutton the front of my silk pjs. "holy shit"
he gasps

"what?" i say trying to look back, he reaches his hand up and touches whatever is on my back "your veins are popping out like crazy" he runs his fingers all the way down my back "hold on check me!" i turn my body around again and his eyes drop to my chest. "turn you perv!" i scold him and he flips around quickly, pulling his shirt over his head. He has what i assume to be similar to mine on his back. His veins are a blackish red color. "whatever the fuck she put in us cannot be doing us any good."

then the doors swing open and the train comes to an ultimate stop. Then i'm out like a light again.

Tatum.. what have you done?