Trouble Maker (Clato Fanfic)

Chapter 11:Victors Village

I shrug it off and turn off the tv. I grab Catos' wrist and drag him to the exit door

"Cheer up we're home" I tell Cato giving him a lop-sided grin

"I guess" he mumbles

Somethings not right Cato is acting strange and rather sad. I shove the thought to the back of my head and look forward to going home. The train suddenly stops and my heart beats faster and harder, the doors open and sunlight shines in my eyes. Valentina then walks infront of us and leads us from the train to the Victors Village which is near by. Valentina leads us to a house number 20 and hands me the keys. 

"Clove this house is for both of you, you'll be sharing a house in the Victors village since you both are to marry" she tells us

"thank you Valentina" I tell her, I give her a last minute hug before she waddles back to the train back to the Capitol.

I insert the key and turn it the door swings open and I'm welcomed with crystal chanderliers hanging from the ceiling, wine red carpet, a mahogany stair case leading to another floor, a new tv, a vintage couch and down the hall is the kitchen. I let go of Catos' hand and walk up stairs two bedrooms, a bathroom and a study room. I walked in the study room and swing the door open it was painted mint green it had a massive pine wood desk with ink bottles,pens,paper and books neatly set on top of it. On the left of the desk was a fire place and book shelve, on the right was a  dark green vintage french lounge chair. Finally behind the desk was a massive window with a view of district 2. I walk over to the window and stare out of it for a while.I heard foot steps and find Cato at the door leaning on it's frame

"like the house?" he asks

"it's too fancy but I like this room" I reply. He smiles then leaves and walks into his own room. I stay in the room for a while and finally leave the study room and walk to my own room. I walk to the room next door and stare at the white door. I slowly turn the knob and open the door. I walk in and my room is painted a pale peach colour, a bed in the corner with white sheets, next to the bed is two doors,across from the bed is a small vanity desk with a small mirror, a magzine rack next to the vanity desk and a balcony with glass doors hidden with white curtains. I walk over to the two doors and open them up. I gasp a walk in wardrobe I walk in and inspect the different dresses, shirts, jeans, shorts, skirts, formal clothing and the array of shoes. I walk out of the wardrobe and close the doors and walk onto the balcony to get some fresh air.

I closed my eyes and took a deep breathe in I'm so happy to be home, I then opened my eyes and found Cato standing across from me.

"Oh, hey guess they joined our balconies" I said while smiling

"yeah" he says simply

"Cato are you ok, you seem abit out of it" I said leaning on the balcony railing

"it's just I don't know" he says while covering his face with his hands and leaning on the rail. He seemed distressed and sad, I walk over to him and pat his back

"Cato, let's go inside" I tell him. He simply nods and follows me. I walk back down stair and turn on the tv

"Here watch something while I cook something for us to eat" I tell him. He just sits and watches the tv motionless and speechless. I grow even more concerned watching Cato like this I shake my head and begin to cook. I look in the kitchen pantries and fridge and find dried spaghetti pasta, broccoli, garlic cloves and olive oil. I decide to make pasta and broccoli. I cook pasta in a large saucepan of boiling, salted water, following packet directions, until tender. Then add broccoli to pan for the last 5 minutes of cooking. I'm finished the first part I walk to the stoll and collapse on it after a while I get up and continue to cook I drain the pasta then return the pan to medium-high heat. I heat oil in pan add garlic cook, stirring, until fragrant. then return the pasta and broccoli to pan. Then finally stir to combine. I'm done.