Chapter 2

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Clove POV

We are on the train leading to the Capitol (not a long journey). I see Cato sitting across from me and our mentor sitting next to me.

I never bothered to learn his name, I won't need a mentor.

Cato doesn't look heartbroken like I had hoped he would, he looks proud. He should be proud. He has won the immense honor of representing our district in the hunger games. He might just be hiding... what am I saying? Cato doesn't love me, people can't afford to love in Panem, why should he love me? In fact, I bet I'm the first one he'll kill. I hope he's the one to kill me. I want the last thing I see to be his eyes. The mentor leaves the car and there is an awkward silence. I feel like I should say something but then the unexpected happens.

Cato breaks out into a sob. Tears running down his cheeks, he sobs into his knees. "Hey," I say. "Sh, shh. Don't cry. Hey it's alright." "No," he says, "No, it's not alright, and it will never be alright. I'll never be ok again." "Why?" I say, but I already know the answer. He looks right into my eyes for what feels like forever and I don't want it to end. But, then he wipes his eyes and walks out of the room.

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