So I really need to fill some more places in my SYOT, and I'd love it if you could help me out. :) I don't own The Hunger Games.
"Sir, could you please buckle your seat belt? We're due to take off any moment now." An air hostess hovered over Cato, watching him as he did as he was asked.
"Thank you, Mister Woods." She smiled warmly at him before continuing up the first-class isle.
"Aren't you excited?" Glimmer asked from the seat next to him. She definitely was- she hadn't been able to sit still since she boarded the airplane.
"Yep. We're going to have a blast." Cato mumbled.
"I can't wait! I get to visit the Statue of Liberty, the Empire State Building, and the 9/11 monument… Which is definitely going to make me cry, you know." Cato stopped listening when Glimmer started rambling on about cheese cake. He sighed and looked out of the rain-splattered window. Can I really do this? He thought to himself. All of his life, Cato had never needed anybody except his team. Now he was on a plane to New York with the girl that he loved's best friend, and Cato was realizing that he needed Clove in a way that he had never really needed anybody before.
"You're not even listening to me." Glimmer rolled her eyes. "It's okay; I know that you're thinking of Clove."
"That obvious, huh?" Cato smiled weakly.
"No, you're good. I can just read people, you know? Especially when it comes to Cove." Glimmer shrugged.
"How long have you been friends?" Cato asked. It surprised him how little he knew about Clove's past, considering that he knew more about her than most people.
"Well, I moved to my family's farm when I was six. I met Clove when she moved in with Mandy and Nick. She punched me in the face on her first day of school because of what I said about her being townie trash or something like that. Our principle was kind of lame; he made us talk it out. It worked though. We've been friends ever since." Glimmer smiled proudly.
"You befriended Clove because she punched you in the face?" Cato asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Yeah, kinda. I don't know what it is about her, but people like you and me just seem to appreciate that not everybody in the world is all flowers and sweetness. We build our lives around those people." Glimmer shrugged.
"Mhm." Cato nodded along to what Glimmer was saying, but he only partly agreed. He could quite honestly say that there were no other people on the planet like Clove, yet he had started to build his life around her.
Clove had decided to be more civil towards Nick, but that didn't mean that she had to like him. Today, Clove decided, was one of those days where she remembered exactly why she disliked him.
"Where's that boyfriend of yours, Clove?" Nick had barged into her room without even knocking, which made Clove wish that she had locked it.
"He's not my boyfriend." She grunted, snapping her songbook shut.
"Want to talk about it?" Nick sat down on the bed next to her and went to put his arm around her shoulders.
"No thanks." She shoved his arm away, unable to hide her disgust.
"I'm a good listener." He tried to reassure her.
"Ew. No, Nick." Clove snapped.
"Whatever, Clove. I don't need your drama; I have two daughters of my own. I just want to know where your little boyfriend is." Nick sighed, standing up.
"I don't care where he is!" Clove yelled. "I don't care, because not everything's perfect."
"I don't see why it can't be." Nick shrugged. Clove rolled her eyes at him.
"I'm, like, forty years younger than you and I know more about this world than you do. Somebody should really teach you a lesson."
"Clove, can you come here please!" Mandy called from down stairs. Clove pushed her way past Nick and thundered down the stairs.
"Mom, I'd really appreciate it if you told Nick to keep the hell out of my roo-" She stopped mid-sentence. Mandy was sat in her arm chair, crying. If there was one thing Clove had learned about Mandy, it was that she very rarely cried.
"What's wrong, mom?" She asked, sitting down on the arm of the chair. Mandy took Clove's hand and squeezed it.
"There's something I have to tell you."
"Um…Um…Um…" Marvel's mouth opened and closed like a fishes.
"You're not going to tell me what?" Clove repeated venomously.
"Um…" This time, it was Annie who was floundering like a fish.
"If you're keeping something from me, I will find. Why don't you tell me before things get painful?" Clove suggested, eying everyone at the table in turn.
"It's really not our place to say." Finch said, pulling her poker chips closer to her.
"Just tell me!" Clove snapped, kicking the door violently. The teenagers at the table glanced at each other warily, before jumping up and sprinting for the other door.
"Dammit." Clove muttered under her breath, before turning around and stomping off to her bedroom.
"I have cancer, Clove."
"No." Clove's mouth moved to form the word, but she couldn't.
"The doctors caught it fairly early. They think I'm going to be okay. I'm going in for an operation tonight, to have the lump removed. The doctors are also going to see if the cancer has spread. But Clove, you shouldn't worry."
Everything made sense to Clove now. Her cousins and sisters had been acting awkward around her, and she had caught them discussing something that they all knew about except her. They had had a heart-to-heart, as if Mandy had thought she would die.
"Why didn't you tell me sooner?" Clove asked. Her voice was barely above a whisper.
"I didn't want to worry you, sweetheart. Everything was going so well for you, I didn't want this to drag you down." Mandy explained, wiping her tears away.
"Nothing's going well for me." Clove mumbled, resting her head on Mandy's shoulder.
"I'm so sorry, Clove…I told Cato right after I told Nick. I asked him not to take you to New York with him, but he must already have brought the tickets. That's why he's bringing Glimmer instead of you." Mandy sighed. Clove shot to her feet.
"What?" She snarled.
"I would have stayed if you had just told me!" Clove erupted. "This changes everything!"
"Clove, I didn't mean for this to-"
"I have to go find him. He didn't want to leave me here like this." Clove started pacing the room frantically. "Where's his hotel? What's it called?"
"Will he even want to see me?" Clove ran a hand through her hair. "God, this is such a mess."
"Cato got Finnick to book earlier flights." Mandy blurted, covering her face with her hands.
"What?" Clove asked, clearly confused.
"I'm so sorry darling, but…Cato's already left."