I Swear I Won't Forget You - 𝙘𝙡𝙖𝙩𝙤

The Ring

"Cato, what is that?" I ask assertively and point the black camera. He looks up and surprisingly, he looks startled. He squints his eyes and makes his way over to it. He pulls out a few black cords from it and it turns off.

"Can't we just have one minute of privacy?" He looks angry and crawls back onto the bed.

"It's my fault, I agreed to that stupid deal with Snow." My voice is groggy, like I just woke up.

"No. It's that stupid starcrossed lovers thing." And then all of a sudden his eyes widen.

"The ring!" He jumps up and grabs my hand. Wow, I forgot that I'm engaged! What kind of wife material is that? I forgot that the love of my life proposed to me. Oh my god, what's wrong with me? I stare at the sparkly diamond ring.

"The wedding! Oh god, the wedding." He stands up and paces back and fourth. I sit up on the bed and watch him.

"This needs to happen soon. If the people see our wedding broadcast, they will leave us alone for the honeymoon! Come on, Clover," he grabs my hands and gets down on his knees.

"We need this time alone." He stares me dead in the eyes, his light blue eyes remind me of the sky back in District 2. The color brings back the memory of when we carved our names into that tree in the park. I used my knives and he used his sword. Then his voice brings me back to reality again.

"What do you say? I'll call Fefe over for a dress fitting. I heard that Peeta worked at a bakery in district 12, he could design our cake." He says. His whole mood brightens and his smile is growing on me. I nod my head. I didn't think it was possible but his smile gets even bigger. Then he kisses my forehead and runs out of the room, to call Fefe most likely. Then I realize something, I don't want to be treated like some little baby that needs help twenty-four seven. I want my appearance to be strong. The smile on my face disappears. I'm not sweet, I'm feisty. I get the courage to stand up, the stitches in my stomach feel funny. I start to walk out of the room feeling accomplished, I can't walk fast but I walk a little slower than a normal pace. As I walk down the white hallway, I have to stop and lean on the wall a few times because I feel a little dizzy and light headed.

I reach the living room and see Cato standing in a corner with a phone up to his ear. He talks for a few more seconds before hanging up and dialing another number. I stumble over to the couch and sit. Then I realize that I'm starving. I look around and see a slate of glass sitting on the table beside the couch. I lean over and grab it. It's not as fragile as it looks. It's pretty sturdy. I touch the glass and it turns on. It startles me. I thought it was just a piece of glass. On the screen there is about eight buttons, but three really stand out. 'Room Service', Avox' and 'TV' are among the buttons. Curiously I hit the 'Room Service' button. Suddenly, a hovering tray table looking thing floats in from out of the wall and stops right in front of me. It's got a glass screen too. I slide my finger across it and it turns on, a menu lights up. I've never seen so many food choices in my life! I hit the button that says, 'Steak' and immediately an avox walks over and puts a plate with the steak on it on the tray table in front of me. The steak is huge! I've never seen such a big steak. I take the knife from the side of the dish, it's a nice silver cutlery one. I look up at Cato, he's still facing the wall on the phone. I smile a little and stand up. I aim the knife and throw it. It hits exactly where I planned, it's planted into the wall right beside Cato's head. He turns around rapidly and smiles. I sit back down on the couch, he says a couple of last words before hanging up.

"Yes?" He asks, raising his eyebrows before sitting next to me.

"I need help eating this steak!" I pick up another knife and hand it to Cato. He takes it and cuts the steak into small pieces. While he's cutting, I notice another knife on the tray. I glance at Cato before slowly taking the knife and putting it in my pocket. I feel like I still need to keep my guard up, I don't trust the Capitol. I'm really miss throwing knives, I used to do it everyday. I sigh and take a small piece of steak, shoving it into my mouth.

"Cato, I miss it." I say.

"Miss what?"

"My knives, the Training Center in 2."

"So do I." He sighs and chews on some steak.