**CLOVE**
He kissed her.
Fuck.
we're walking through the woods, when Glimmer lets go of a branch and it wacks me in the face. The blow knocks me off my feet, and I land on my ankle. I yell as pain erupts in a volcano in my ankle.
"WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU!" Is all I say. Cato hears and runs over.
"What happened?" He asks.
"This bitch let go of a branch and it- WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" I yell. Cato is holding my face with his hand and stroking my cheek. I wipe his hand off to discover mine covered in blood. "Fuck!" I yell. I try to stand up, yell in pain and immediately fall back down, bringing Cato (who was helping me up) back down. Somehow, I end up arms on the ground next to his head, on hands and knees over his, uh, his thing! I scramble off although my ankle disapproves. Cato scoops me up bridal style and hands his sword to Marvel so he can cut away some of the greenery.
"We should make camp," Marvel says. "For Clove." Everyone agrees but Glimmer. why am I not surprised?
"My god," I say from Cato's arms. "Can't you just shut up?"
"I don't know. can I?" She says. that's it. you're going down. I leap out of Cato's arm, much to my ankles dismay, and limp as fast as I can, trip her with my good foot, and pin her.
"No, you can't. But don't worry, I can fix that." I say.
"Clove," Cato says. "What are you doing?" I grab her ankle and twist it as hard as I could. Glimmer yells out in pain. I'm about to snap the other one, but that's when the nest falls.
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We are Coming For You- a story about the lethal lovers from district two
ActionClove Kentwell Is a natural-born fighter. I mean, she's been training her whole life to win the Hunger Games. But is she really ready? Cato Hadley loves Clove. He'd die for her. Literally. But when he volunteers for the Hunger Games to keep her safe...
