The girl with the knives

Chapter 4:

Hello again! I don't know if I'm gonna make Cato and Clove go into the games or if I'm going to make it an AU story (or however it is called) and don't make them go. So, if there's someone reading this (what I doubt) please PM me and tell what you want me to do.

Well, here goes the story (if someone cares).

CAP4

When I open my eyes I'm in a pink room, lying in a bed with pink blankets and every pink object you can imagine is in this room.

I get up and leave the room, when I get to the hall I already know where I am. I'm at Cato's 'home', as he calls it.

I go to the kitchen, where I find Cato cooking breakfast.

-Morning. -I say while rubbing my eyes. He looks at me over his left shoulder and smile, then turns around and continues cooking.- What time is it?

-Good morning to you too, and it's 8 o'clock.

-Shouldn't you be already at the Training Center? They'll punish you if you're late! -I say angrily. I don't want him being punished.

-Calm down Clover, I went there this morning and I told them we won't go to there for a week or so. -He answers calmly.

-We? Why aren't you going? The last time I checked I was the purple one. -I point at the bruises that are still visible. Wow, the Capitol medicine makes miracles, there are a lot less bruises than yesterday.

-I won't go because I'll be taking care of you, as I told you. And besides, what's the point of training so hard? It's not like this is my year, or yours. Everybody knows the ones volunteering this year will be Gloom and Liam. -There he has a point.

I seat in the wood table waiting for him to wait. I did offer him some help, but he wouldn't let me.

-Ready! - He exclaims bringing three plates with a smily face made of eggs and bacon. Wait, three plates?

When he turns around he trips with my crutch and almost trows our breakfast to the kitchen's floor.

-Three plates? -I ask a bit confused.

-Yes.

-Why...? -I'm going to ask him why did he made three breakfasts besides two, when he cuts me by motioning me to shut up by lying his finger on his lips.

When I'm going to ask again he shouts:

-ANNIEEEE! Bring your little ass down here RIGHT NOW! -Yeah, I forgot about little and sweet Annie.

When I hear footsteps y turn around and look at a little five year old with blonde hair and some curls at the end, light blue angry-looking eyes (what is strange because Annie is always happy), with arms crossed over her chest and wearing a bright pink pajama.

-Don't say ugly words or I'll tell mum and dad when their back. -She says in a girly, childish and pretty cute voice to Cato.

-I haven't said any ugly word. -He says copying her; crossing his arms over his chest, staring angrily at her and using that childish voice from before.

-Yes, you've said 'ass'. -She says matter-of-factly.

-Now you've also said it, so if you tell mum and dad I said it I'll tell them you also did. -He says with a huge smile.

Annie starts pouting and making a face that indicates she's going to start crying. Cato jumps from his sit and goes next to Annie, who is almost crying.

-Don't worry Annie, it was a joke, I won't tell mum and dad, ok? Don't cry, pleeeeeease don't.. -He's cut by Annie crying so, so hard.

-God, no! -Whispers Cato.

-G..go a..a..way. I don't want you anymore! -Shouts Annie before running upstairs. I laugh and tell Cato:

-You're the worst brother ever. Wait here I'll go bring her down. -I get up, catch my crutch and start climbing the stairs.

When I'm upstairs I hear Cato shouting: "You're the best friend in the whole world!". I answer with an "I know! You owe me!"

When I get upstairs I remember I don't know which one is her bedroom. I shout: "Which one is her bedroom?!". I receive an "Second one, left!". So I walk slowly (I'm new with this crutch, ok?) to that door and knock it. A few seconds later a little Annie with puffy, red checks full of tears, opens the door. It's the bedroom where i got up this morning. She's so cute and sad at the same time. I fall on my knees and hug her, rubbing her back and stroking her messy blond hair, like Cato did yesterday with me. We stay like that for minutes, until she pulls back and cleans her checks with her little hands. She isn't crying anymore.

-Can you make me a favor? Pleaseee... -She asks me.

-Sure. What is it?

-Can you make sure Cato doesn't tell mommy and daddy I said that word? I don't want them to think I'm not good when they're working. I want them to be proud of how well I'm behaving while they're not here. -She does still have puffy red checks and a sad face

-Of course I will. And you know your brother would never do anything bad for you, don't you? -Se nods and looks at the floor.

I give her a kiss on the forehead and catch her hand.

-Why don't we go to the bathroom, clean you up and go have breakfast. I'm sure your brother is worried and we don't want to have a cold breakfast, do we? -She shakes her head and we go hand-in-hand to the bathroom, there we clean he up and we go downstairs to the living room.

When we get there Cato is watching us. He comes and hugs Annie, who doesn't hug him back, so he pulls back and watches her in the eyes.

-I won't tell them anything Ann. Do you forget me? Please?-He says begging her to forget her.

-Promise? -She whispers.

-Promise. -After he says this she hugs him again, and he hugs her back.

When they break apart Cato says:

-Well, you two want to have now that delicious breakfast I've cooked?

-Yes, I'm starving. -I answer while Annie nods.

~M.