What Could Happen? [A Clato FanFiction]

Training gone wrong

Cloves POV

I woke up that morning feeling horrible for what I'd done. To Cato. To myself. I already felt dead. I wanted that punch from Cato. Enobaria came knocking on my door at about 6:30 and yelled,"Wake up or I'll tear your throat apart." I wish she meant it.

I was mourning over the thought of seeing Cato today, but I was also very excited. Today is the first day of training, and I could finally show all of Panem my skills. I put on a pair of black leggings and a gray tank top. The shirt showed off my collar bone and shoulders, but looked sporty, so I didn't care. I walked into the bathroom and brushed my teeth. I pulled my hair into a ponytail with two braids going into it.

 I went out of the bathroom and into the hallway for breakfast. Cato was already sitting at the table in black pants and a black shirt. Our eyes connected, then we both looked away. I sat down next to Cato, in front of Enobaria, Ebb, and Finley. I ate a cinnamon bun in silence until Enobaria said,"So, what is you alls plan?"

I looked at Cato and he looked at me. "Kill everyone off until we win." I snickered. I looked at Enobaria and she nodded at me.

"And what if everyone runs from the cornucopia?" Enobaria asked us. I looked at Cato to answer the question. "Just like you did, hunt them all down." Cato crossed his arms and layed back. "But bring supplies such as blankets and food. We need to keep track of our supplies to make sure that we are all safe and have extra weapons and water." 

"Great answer." Enobaria said. "So, as you know, today is the first day of training. You need to make a great impression to the game makers. Show the tributes your power, make them fear you. Oh, and what are your weapons?"

" I prefer a sword, while Clove prefers throwing knives." Cato looked at me. "She never missed." I smirked and looked into his eyes. He leaned forward to me and whispered into my ear,"Talk to me when we are at the training room." I nodded and we all stood up. 

"We are taking you and your career partners to visit the training room early, before the other tributes come." Ebb said. Cato and I nodded and started heading to the elevator. Once we were going down, Finley started eyeing both of us. I looked from her to Cato to myself and I was so confused.

"Am I the only one who thinks that you guys would make a good couple?" Finley asked. Her question took me to shock. I got a pit feeling in my stomach, like I was lying to my parents when they knew the truth. Then I felt pain. Pain like when you put alcohol on an open cut, except the pain was everything I was making contact with, like the elevator against my back, and my hands against my side.

Why did she have to be so random like that? Why did everything have to be so random and painful? She might know whats going on in between us...but how? After all, I know we are all bor to die. I kept a strait face and tried to show no emotion. As for Cato, he obviously was not as disturbed.

I looked at Cato, who shifted uneasily and let out a nervous laugh.

Catos POV

I shifted uneasily because of Finley's statement. I do not understand the fact that she was calling us a cute couple when she KNEW we were going into a fight where only one comes out.  Maybe she knows whats going on, but the question is... how? 

"Is that a good or a bad thing?" I ask flatly, looking at her purple eye contacts. She batted her eyelashes all innocent like and replied, "Not at all. It's just, couples make the perfect sponsors."

"I thought President Snow hated anything that would show people these games need to be stopped. I thought he said that they are a waste of time and deserve to be demolished." Clove suddenly growled. Finley and I both turned to look at Clove in the same surprised action. She normally lay low, she never talked about love this comfortabley. She actually sounded mad. Deserved to be Demolished? What is that supposed to mean? I thought, looking at Clove. Her brown eyes seemed to show anger and sadness. I don't understand how she knows these things, and if she did, and this was true, was that why we broke up?

"Well, sorry, but I am not sure of that." Finley flattened down her skirt and awkwardly asked,"Are you going to be a couple in the Games? To attract sponsors?"

I shared an awkward glance at Clove and she looked back at me. I could see her loneliness in herself at the mention of being a couple. I don't understand why she got so sensitive about us being together. This amazing girl who had kissed me, told me she loved me, even spent about 10 years with me, said she hated me. Clove caused me pain that my bloodthirsty side did not deserve. I don't want to hurt her, I want to teach her a lesson. I wanted to make her jealous.

Even if what I was thinking of saying would ruin the last weeks we ever have together, I would atleast be stuck with her. Most boys would be happy to spend the final possible days of their life with the girl they love, but I was actually robbed by the thought. Could you imagine watching your life long friend and girlfriend die, right in front of you very own eyes??

My plan will probably make her hate me, but I want her to feel the same pain as me. I stared at Finley and chuckled."No, not if we are all going to die either way. After all..." I turned to Clove for one more sad glance. The last glance that she would give me without hatred. "I have a soft spot for Glimmer, not  Clove."

Finley looked at me and squealed. "Awwww Cato look whos a big boy! You'll probably get that girl as fast as a cheeta." I nodded and looked at Clove with a sweet taste of revenge in my mouth. Her reaction was not what I expected.

What I had expected was for Clove to either break down and cry or slap me. Instead, Clove stood completely still. Instead of hate, Clove looked at me with hurt. Hurt in which I had never seen her in. She did not say anything, for she only stood and looked into my eyes, her eyes glassy. Now I doubt what I had said, my big fat lie. I wasn't even thinking about what I had just got myself into. Clove stared at me in silence until we were to our training floor. I glanced at her one more time, and when she was walking out of the elevator, she gave a snarky smile like nothing had happened, which I wish was the truth. I just made everything go wrong, and it was all my fault.

Hey fans! Sorry I haven't posted lately... Summer things and ya know. I woke up at 8 and now its 11:20 and I am wondering what I am doing with my life but oh well I can't wait on updating my FanFic!

I wonder what will happen next??

Do you think that this is all Cato's fault? Or Cloves? Or Snow the Snake?