My stomach panged painfully, and I felt tears brimming in my eyes. How could he do that to me?
I bolted out of the training center and into the elevator. I hit the button for the second floor, and as soon as the doors shut behind me, I slid down the wall and into a corner, and began to cry into my knees, with I had pulled tightly against my chest.
Enobaria found me, shaking in the elevator, and had to carry me back into my room. I didn't care how cowardly I looked, my heart hurt, like nothing it ever had before.
My mentor laid me down on the bed, and sat just on the very corner of the blanket.
When she spoke, it almost sounded motherly.
"Clove, what happened?" She asked lightly, looking concerned.
I tried to choke out something, but I couldn't form any words, the only thing that left my lips was a choked sob. The tears were flowing freely down my face, and soaking the pillow under my head.
"Clove, please talk to me." She said pleadingly. Why was she trying to help me? I thought she wouldn't even bother with me after this.
"C-Cato." I stuttered, as I gasped in air between my sobs. I had never been in this much pain before, never. It hurt less when I broke my hip after falling off the rock wall at the training center when I was twelve.
"Honey," She never called me that, "Whatever he did, you can't change. You have to keep up at your strongest, you're entering a fight to the death and don't have time to be weak. I know, we all go through things like this, but you can't afford to right now." When I turned my head away from her, she sighed and stepped out of my room, closing the door behind her.
I heard the elevator beep to announce the arrival of someone else, then there was a lot of angry shouting from Enobaria. Then I heard Cato's voice, and my heart broke all over again. After a little while, Enobaria stopped yelling, and everything was quiet except for the approaching sound of footsteps coming towards my room. Then quiet and careful knocking.
Then Cato's voice sounded from just behind my door. It was timid, careful, I'd never heard him sound so afraid.
"Clove?"
