It's day 14 in the arena. Yesterday I almost died. I am still in so much shock. I know Kate, Noah and dad are up there watching me and protecting me in the games right now. I can't imagine what if I died. What would mom, Willow and Joanne do? What would Cato do? I got lucky but I am left with the guilt of it. I guess I have survivors guilt. I know if I get out of these games I'll have a lot of survivors guilt. Cato is more of a killing machine than I am but we are both to blame for innocent children's death.
Today Cato and I go around hunting for tributes. Can't find anybody it was more of a chill day today. I'm sure people in the Capitol can't stop talking about the feast yesterday.
'Did I give you guys a good show?' I think to myself. Of course they did. The people in the Capitol love the games. They want to see us suffer. I am not to sure about the dying part expect for Snow that I hate.
I am starving now. I have never been this hungry in my life. Cato goes hunting but I refuse to leave his side. He's probably getting annoyed with it by now but I really don't care. I just escaped death by luck.
Cato and I just hang out. I just want to go home right now so bad.
A cannon booms.
"Who do you think that was?" Cato asks me.
"I think nature made it's way to Peeta." I say.
A few hours pass by.
It's now night time in the arena but I can't bring myself to go to sleep.
"Clove you have to go to bed, you need rest." Cato tells me.
"I can't Cato, I'm sorry." I say.
He sits down next to me comforting me. I feel so safe when I am with Cato. People may say this love wasn't meant to be (Olivia) but I don't care what they say. I know he's the one for me. I know that I have found my soulmate in these games. I do eventually fall asleep in Cato's arms. He won't go to bed knowing I have. He is keeping lookout. The anthem plays and I wake up to see who has died. To my surprise Foxface's face is in the sky. She was so smart. Nature hasn't gotten Peeta yet? That's kinda surprising. I go back to sleep in Cato's arms. Tomorrow hopefully we will find Peeta.
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She came here with me.
RomanceClove's story of the 74th hunger games. What if Cato confessed his feelings for Clove? *Her and Cato survive* *Not Complete yet*