Cato And Clove: The Truth of Their Past

Chapter 18: Clove

I can't believe he kissed that stupid District 1 girl. I can't believe it! I WILL KILL YOU DISTRICT 1! I WILL KILL YOU! I think to myself. I hate her. I hate her. And I will kill her, my way, if it's the last thing I do. Stupid name that matches her stupidness and that matches her stupid pretty little face. The face that I will demolish, the pretty little face that will be destroyed by my knife.
"I will kill you district one. Just like I tried to do to that girl who wanted to volunteer for me." I whisper, glaring at the door.
I turn around, not wanting to even get close to seeing her face. I don't care about her. I wish she would have a heart attack, and die, so that she can't kiss MY Cato anymore.
"Clove, we need to discuss our strategy." Cato says, standing in my doorway.
"I'll be out in a minute." I mutter, the rage from before still burning inside of me.
"Ok." Cato says.
"District 1 won't be there, right?" I ask, not wanting to that stupid blonde girl, mainly because I would be getting in HUGE trouble for killing a tribute before the Games started.
"Nope."
I smile. Good. Now all of Panem can see District one's, Glimmer's, painful and cruel death.
"Clove, why would they be there? It's District 2's plan." Cato says.
"Because of you love birds." I say hotly.
When we get out, I watch as District 1 leaves. Cato and Glimmer kiss one more time, then Glimmer leaves. Cato has a smile on his face.
Maybe I won't kill Glimmer. She made Cato happy. I want him to be happy. Maybe I won't kill her. I think to myself.
Maybe.