Clove: Second Life?

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Chapter Two.

Clove's POV.

"All right then. Let's get started." I was pinning Twelve on the ground. my knees on her shoulder. She was struggling, hard. I put my knife on her lips cause I just said that I'd start with her lips.

And just when I was about to do nasty, painful things to District twelve, I found myself being lifted from the ground. I struggled and resisted, but whatever or whoever was holding me was just too strong and powerful. Then I realized who's holding me. Thresh!

"What you do to that little girl? You kill her?" he asks me. I forgot! That little girl – Rue – was from District 11 too!

"No! No, it wasn't me!" I say. I was scrambling backwards. I was scared! I didn't know what to do. I can't help myself now.

Then he said "You said her name. I heard you. You killed her?" I know he's angrier now. "You cut her up like you were going to cut this girl here?"

I gasped. I'm powerless. "No! No, I – " I panicked when I saw the size of the rock. It was as big as a loaf of bread. Now, I really can't control myself.

"Cato! Cato!" I scream from the top of my lungs. What if Cato doesn't make it in time to save me? What if Thresh kills me right here? Right now? I haven't even had the chance to tell Cato how I feel. Or even say a proper goodbye.. I closed my eyes hard, blocking out my thoughts.

And when I open them, immediately, I saw Cato stand up and run toward our direction. I was thinking he might not make it in time, but despite that, I felt happy, knowing that Cato didn't abandon me.

Then he screamed, "Clove!" and ran fast towards our direction. I wanted to say so many things to Cato. But i can't. So instead I just found myself staring at him.

The next thing I knew Cato slashed Thresh' right arm then Thresh releases me and goes after Cato who's running towards the field. I was on my knees, holding my neck, gasping from air. Now Thresh is after Cato! I looked at my side and see twelve just as shocked as I am. She wasn't doing anything. She was just staring at me. As I was staring at her too. I stood up. Then I looked at twelve. I know I might never have the opportunity to have her weak or unsure of what she was going to do. I forced myself to be strong. For Cato, I thought. Then I ran away.

Instead of coming for twelve, I ran after Thresh and Cato.

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