The hunger games: if Cato saved Clove

Chapter eleven

Chapter eleven: thirteen dead

After a day of useless trekking in the woods attempting to find Katniss, night approaches and there's still no sign of her.

"I can see a fire over there." The four girl points over to a small, orange light that does look like a fire.

"Great, let's go!" I say.

We run over to the fire and find the district eight girl, she hasn't noticed us so I deliberately step on a twig, it snaps and she looks around to see us. The girl starts to beg saying "No! Please don't kill me!" Cato plunges his sword through her chest and she screams before falling to the ground, dead. We walk to a group of willow trees and stop about ten meters away from them. Why haven't we heard a cannon? She should be dead. "Shouldn't we have heard a cannon by now?" I ask.

"I'd say yes." Cato says, "Nothing to prevent them from going in immediately."

"Unless she isn't dead." Comments Marvel.

"She's dead. I stuck her myself."

"Then where's the cannon?"

"Someone should go back. Make sure the job's done." Glimmer decides to join in the argument.

"Yeah, we don't want to have to track her down twice." Marvel says.

"I said she's dead!" Cato shouts.

"Look, if she's been stabbed then she's not going to be able to hang on for that long, I say she's dead." I say. We continue to argue about it for about ten minutes before Lover Boy says "We're wasting time! I'll go finish her and let's move on!"

"Go on then Lover Boy, go see for yourself." He walks off holding the hopeless knife in the direction of the eight girl.

"Why don't we just kill him now and get it over with?" Glimmer asks.

"Let him tag along. What's the harm? And he's handy with that knife." Cato replies.

Not has handy as me. I think to myself.

"Besides, he's our best chance of finding her." Cato continues.

"Why? You think she brought into that sappy romance stuff?" I ask.

"She might have." Cato answers. "Seemed pretty simple-minded to me. Every time I think about her spinning around in that dress, I want to puke."

"Wish we knew how she got that eleven." I say jealously.

"Bet you Lover Boy knows." Glimmer says.

I hear footsteps that I know must be Lover Boy's and we all go silent.

"Was she dead?" Cato asks.

"No. But she is now," a cannon fires and Lover Boy continues. "Ready to move on?"

We start to run before finding a good place to sleep and put the four girl on watch. Marvel finds a spot on the ground and place his jacket over him as a blanket and uses his arm as a pillow. Cato lays down and decides to put his jacket on. I lay down and use my jacket as a pillow. Glimmer does none of the above and instead, decides to use Cato. A rush of jealousy runs through me and I want to pounce on Cato and yell "MINE!!!" But I push this feeling away, if Cato wants to be with Glimmer, he can be with Glimmer I think to myself. I stare up at the stars and think to myself thirteen dead, ten to go.