Remembered - Cato and Clove

Chapter 11 - Who am I?

Clove's POV

Who is this boy? Where am I? Why can't I remember anything? I'm so confused. I don't know why but when I try to remember my head starts to throb with pain. At the sight of the boy my head starts to pound.

"Who are you?" I ask, staring at the boy.

The woman looks at the boy saying

"Cato, the blows Clove suffered to her head," The boy shakes his head and looks like he is about to faint.

"No, no your lying!" He shouts. He grabs his head. The nurse grabs his shoulder and looks at me as she says

"She doesn't remember anything. Clove is suffering from severe memory loss." Wait is that me? It can't be I would remember my own name. The boy looks at me with longing and begins to get angry.

"No! This isn't fair! Not us! Not her!!!" He took a chair and threw it into the hallway. Now he is crying and the nurses are trying to calm him down.

"She has to remember! Ten years! She can't forget her entire life!"

The nurses called in peacekeepers and they took him out.

"He needs to calm down and then we will send him in to talk to you. In the mean time, drink this." She hands me a glass of water. I can't help but asking.

"Who was that boy? The one you called Cato. I think I might recognize him. When I try to remember my head hurts really bad."

"He is a friend of yours. I don't know much else. He cares about you though. Would you mind talking to him once he is calmed down?" She asked me.

"I want to talk to him, he might help me to remember." I answered.

"Okay I will send him in." The nurse left the room and returned with the boy.

"Hi, my name is Cato. Do you know who I am?" He ask.

"I think I remember your face. Can you tell me anything about myself." I chuckle realizing how silly the question sounds. He replies

"Well, I'm sure your thinking about how sill the question sounds. And where should I start. I pretty much know everything about you."

"How do I know you?" I ask.

"We met at training for the Hunger Games ten years ago. We became best friends and have been ever since. When I found out you... Didn't remember I went a little ballistic."

"So what happened to me to make me... Forget," I asked. He clenched his jaw and looked at me with a stern face.

Cato's POV

"So what happened to make me... Forget," she asked. What do I say? Should I tell her about the incident, no wait. She needs to know more about herself first.

"I don't think you want to know just yet, lets see if you remember more when I tell you about your life." I say.

"Was it bad? When I got hit in the head? Was it hard for you?" She ask. I purse my lips.

"It was bad, I think knowing about it would hurt you more than help you right now. And it was probably the worst feeling I have ever had." I answered. Very truthfully it was the worst feeling I had ever had. My entire would was crashing down.

"Do I have a family?" She asked, "Your the only person here so I'm assuming I don't or they just don't care." She says bluntly.

"Um, yeah. Your Mom died when you were six and after that your Dad became an alcoholic. I don't know where he is now but a couple of weeks ago he tried to kill you so I took him out." I tell her.

"Very honest, " she says.

"You would be able to tell if I was lying," I say laughing.

"So, do I train with you? For the games. For some reason I can remember them. We're in district two right?" She ask.

"We train everyday haha. We actually met in training when we were younger. We're in district two. Your good with throwing knives and I use a sword. I'm supposed to volunteer for the next Hunger Games and you the one after." I tell her. I hope she starts to remember soon. When I was outside the doctors told me that her memory would come back slowly, but most if not all if it would come back.

"When do we have training?" She ask, "I remember it being fun, your my partner aren't you?"

"Whenever you get cleared for physical activity, and yes we have always been training partners." I reply smiling at her while she smiles back. Her face suddenly goes dark. She holds her face to her head where stitches are visible. She turns to me looking deeply into my eyes when she says,

"One last question, there's a name I remember and I don't know why but it gives me a bad feeling."

"Ask away, Clover," I reply.

"Who is Dustin?"

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Authors Note

Hey guys!!! Catching Fire trailer tomorrow!!! Gahhhh!!!!! So excited! I hope you liked this chapter, let me know what you think! Thanks for reading and...

Always Remember Clato is Forever!!!