Whose Body Am I Burying?
I don't own The Hunger Games. :(
I slammed Glimmer against a locker as soon as I saw her.
"Mind my baby, Clove!" She smirked.
"You bitch. You know how many looks I got just walking over here?" I hissed. Everyone thought that I was a home wrecker. They thought I'd torn Glimmer and Cato apart and know this baby wouldn't have both of its parents.
"It's probably because of the video. You know, the one of you and the father of my baby making out." She smirked again. I shook her and her head slammed into the lockers.
"And you couldn't have dealt with this whole thing privately? We could have kept it between the three of us, but you told the whole school!" I was about to shake her again when I felt arms loop around my waist and Cato gently pulled me away from Glimmer.
"Clove." He said softly. "We can deal with this." I glanced over at Glimmer. She pulled a pregnancy test out of her pocket and showed us it before putting it away again. It was definitely positive.
"No, Cato. You can deal with this." I turned and walked out of the building. I hadn't made it very far outside when Cato grabbed my wrist and spun me around.
"Clove will you just listen to me, please? We can make this work!" He said.
"No we can't." I whispered.
"I'll…I'll look after the baby on weekends or something. Then I'll have weekdays for you." His fingers moved from my wrist and clutched my own fingers. I had gotten a lot better at letting people touch my wrists, but I still winced when somebody I didn't know brushed my hand in the street. It also didn't help that I trusted Cato way more than I'd be willing to admit.
"She's carrying your child, Cato. You need to be with her." I pressed my thumbs to my closed eyes, hoping to stop tears that threatened to spill.
"But I don't want her, Clovey. I want you." He looked so crushed that I had to resist the urge to fly into his arms.
"I'm sorry Cato." I ran away, down the roads leading away from the school until I reached my house. I went inside and slammed the door after me. I leaned against it, panting heavily. On my own in my house, I finally let the tears fall. Why did Glimmer have to ruin everything? What did I ever do to her?
"Clove? You okay?" Marla stepped out of my bedroom. When she saw me crying she rushed forward and engulfed me in a bear hug.
"Whose body am I burying, Clo?" She whispered in my ear.
"Glimmer's." My eyes flashed in anger. "And her stupid baby's."
"What?!" I had told Marla about Glimmer and how bitchy she was.
"She's pregnant Marla. With Cato's baby."
"Want me to punch her in the stomach?"
"Marla!" I frowned, but I realised she was joking and starting laughing.
"Come on. I think my brother wants to see you." Marla smiled.
"Well, I don't want to see him." I crossed my arms stubbornly.
"Well if you're not with Cato anymore, what's the harm?"
"I guess you're right…" I trailed off. She linked her arm through mine and we left the house together. The town where Marla was staying wasn't far, so we walked.
"DON! OPEN THE BLOODY DOOR!" Marla yelled. She had knocked about ten times.
"I'm coming! Jeez, Marla!" He swung the door open and his eyes widened when he saw me.
"Hey, Don." I smiled sheepishly.
"Clove. H-how are you?" He stutters nervously, running a hand through his dark hair.
"I'm fine, thanks. What about you? I haven't seen you in…A while." Don and I started dating when I was fifteen. We split up five months before I moved. We got back together two months after and then split up again when I left Ohio.
"I'm good. Can I talk to you?" He asked. He shot a glare at Marla. "Alone."
"Whatever." Marla mumbled and walked inside. Don grabbed a key off of the nearest counter and stepped outside. He shut the door behind him.
"I'm just going to cut straight to it, Clove. I've missed you. A lot." He said, taking my hand in his. If he had done that a month ago, I would have blushed bright red. Now I just looked at him calmly.
"I guess I've missed you too. We're in two different states now." I told him truthfully.
"I mean I've missed having you as my girlfriend, Clo. I want you back."
"I know, I know. We live far away. But I'm eighteen, I can get a job. When I enough money I can move down here and we can be together. Like the old times." He smiled and leaned in to kiss me. As his lips were about to meet mine, I pushed him away.
"I can't." I answered, avoiding his gaze.
"Why not? I'm willing to give up my life in Ohio as soon as I get enough money. Everything will be perfect! We'll love each other again." He ran his free hand up down my arm.
"We won't." I whispered.
"We just won't."
"Come on Clove, if you're going to break my heart at least tell me why you can't love me again." He frowned.
"Because I'm in love with someone else!" As soon as I said it, I clamped my hands over my mouth. It was true. I didn't just like Cato anymore…I loved him.
How the hell was this going to work out?