Chapter 4

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I want to run after him in anger and yell "What do you mean when I die? I have a bigger chance of winning than you you know!" but I don't. I can't. Partly because I know that's not true. Sure I've trained for this my entire life and I'm great with knives but that's all I have. I'm small and against people like Cato I have no chance. I also am not funny, or pretty, or likable, or nice, or generally good with people. The Capitol will hate me.

But mostly because he loves me. I don't think anyone has ever told me that they love me before. It feels good to be loved. But then it doesn't. I can't love Cato, and it hurts. I can't love him because... I don't know. Why can't I love him? I know in my heart that I do. And he loves me. We could be together. We could love eachother. We could, but we can't. I can't. I put my knife back in my pocket and walk out of the car. I walk to the dining car and eat dinner by myself. I've been sitting there for a while and then Cato walks in. It looks like he's been crying and he's taken a shower. "Hey clove," he says and sits down next to me.

"Hey Cato," I say back.

Awkward silence.

"So," he says. "Tell me a little about yourself."

"What do you want to know?"

"Well, I don't know what I want to know."

"Just ask me some questions."

"Ok, Have you ever had a boyfriend?"

"No. How bout you? But a girlfriend, I mean."

"No, but I plan to."

I know what he meant but u wasn't going to say anything.

"Now you ask me a question."

"Ok, what's your favorite color?"

He laughs a little.

"Dark grey with a hint if purple. Like your eyes. What's yours?"

"Orange." I say. "Just orange."

He frowns at me.

"You know what Clove? I dare you...I dare you to love me." And with that, he leaves the car.

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