°𝙲𝚊𝚝𝚘 𝙷𝚊𝚍𝚕𝚎𝚢°

                                    

                                          
He's Gone- Cato Hadley.
                          
It was official, her fiance would be battling in the 74th hunger games. The feeling weighing down on her chest, the what if's invading her. At least he would have Clove by his side, he was a career so she knew the chances of him winning were high. She sat in his room waiting. The deep green egyptian cotton bedseets of which she sat on. The golden pillows and golden curtains, the glass cabinets and large windows. It was really a room of the rich. The cold air drifted through the floor length windows, her skin growing goosebumps as she waited for her lover. He should be here soon. The two of then had just attended the reaping party, it was a ball that they had ever year for the Reaped. So she sat here, the beautiful red dress still hugging her hips. The dress was beautiful, as usual though. It was a rich red in colour, it hugged her hips and was lose after that. It was a chiffon dress with a a-line neckline. It plunged just enough to see her boobs but still hid her bra. She could here his footsteps now heading towards the door so she started to undo her heels, they were red with a simple strap so it didn't take long for them to be off. He walked into the room and shuffled off his coat leaving him in his suit. 
                          
"Cato?" She whispred and this caused him to spin on his heel and look at his future wife. A smile drifted onto his face as he looked at her. As he walked over to the bed where the was she was, she started making her way to where he was so they met at the middle. His hands instantly found her waist as she wrapped her arms around his neck. Their lips meeting in the middle. The passion grew more and more the more they kissed. With her help he shrugged off red blazer, it fell to the floor leaving him in his shirt, pants and tie. The smile grew as she wrapped her fingers around his tie bring him closer to her. 
                          
"I love you." He muttered as he kissed her neck, finding the sweet spot by her color very quickly. She stiffened a moan as he geazed his teeth over it. 
                          
"I love you too.," She muttered as he started playing with the back of her dress. One by one she undid the buttons to his shirt as he undid her dress. The red material falling from her body and leaving her almost naked infront of her lover. The red dress pooled at her feet alongside his blazer. His white shirt was unbuttoned and fell from his shoulders, leaving his bare chest infront of her. She watched as his muscles flex as he pulled her towards him, their kiss reaching insane amounts of passing now. He pushed the smaller girl down onto the bed allowing the girl to catch her breath, the eyes he loved so much staring up at him lust and love filled and a small smile hung at her lips. He found himself crawling on top of the girl and pulling her back towards him. Her hands running down his chest as he attempted to unclasp her bra, once more he was unsuccessful. Their clothes were discarded in a pile as their bodies melted together. Even though he wanted to mark her, he knew best not to. The wedding was in a few days and it wouldn't be good if her hickeys were everywhere on show. This wasn't just sex, they were making love. After begging Cato to do so, he flipped them over so she was on top. Her hips rolling against his as she bounced on him. Their moans filling the room as she ride him. His warm hands found her waist once more and this time she was at to get her bra of. Letting her boobs be freed for him to handle. He could feel it coming as she could too. She became limp above him as his cum splurted inside of her, costing her walls in cum. She rode their highs off before she fell on the bed beside him. He gathered her in his arms and kissed her forehead. 
                          
"Goodnight my love." He whispered to the girl who rested her head on his care chest. She continued to curl into him until she was comfortable. His head laying on top of hers inhaling thr sweet smell of honey from her. And like that they drifted of to sleep together. 
                          
She watched the screen, her eyes not moving from it as they darted across the screen. She was scared, terrified even. Clove was dead and it was only the three in the middle left. She could tell he was losing hope, becoming weakened by each second. Her hand rested on her stomach as she watched the fight unfold. The two had their wedding just before he went into the games, almost like he knew he would never survive. Her screamed echoed through district 2 as he stumbled off the cornucopia. It rumbled through district 2 as they bowed their heads. Her screams and cries defended the two as he was mauled by mutts. 
                          
"Please. Tell her i love her." He muttered as the mutts tore him limb from limb, but he was putting up a good fight. Katniss picked up her bow and aimed it towards the mutts at the bottom, he didn't deserve to be tortured like this. The girl couldn't even imagine what Y/N was feeling watching this happen. 
                          
"Y/N." Was the last thing on his lips before the arrows lodged in his chest, killing him instantly. The mutts left his body there as Peeta and Katniss flung into a hug. The camera zoomed in towards the dead boy. The blood running from his forehead, his eyes wide forever in pain. But then the people behind the camera noticed something, the necklace glistening on his chest, it was his ring. His wedding ring hanging on the golden chain. 
                          
She didn't blame Katniss or Peeta for his death, she was more grateful that they had put him out of his misery. They were on their Victor's tour but they found their house. The girl was sat on their bed staring at the wall. The same bed they had made love on just 4 months before. Katniss was first to enter the room but she didn't move her eyesight from the green wall.
                          
"Hello Y/N?" Peeta whistled joining the two girls. She looked terrible. Her skin was pale and her hair was thrown in a messy bun, the bags under her eyes implies she hadn't been sleeping well. But what shocked them the most was her belly, it was slightly rounded now, the child growing in there.
                          
"Y/N we are sorry." Katniss said joining the girl on her bed, but her eyes didn't move. Minus the stray tear that rolled down. 
                          
"He didn't know." Y/N whispered, her eyes strained on the wall. Katniss tried to touch the girls arm but she shook her head crying. The hot tears rolling down the forks cheek as she sobbed. 
                          
"He didn't know." She cried as Katniss took the broken girl in her arms. Losing Cato had took an awful toll on the girl, and she was sure she'd never recover. 
                          
They were by a lake, a boy was chasing this girl around the floor field close by the water. The kids screams as she was picked up by the man, he cradled the girl in his arms. Her eyes found his and she almost cried, they were his eyes. It was him. And he was playing with her, their child. Then another image appeared. The same setting but now there was these logs on stands. And Clove was here too. By the looks of it she was teaching Rye how to throw knives. 
                          
"I'm still here Y/N, I love you guys." Someone whispered in her ear causing the girl to turn to them. Cato was there cradling a baby boy in his arms, he looked except like him, but one of his hands resting at her chest. Implying towards her heart. 
                          
"I'll be waiting for you, my love." 
                          
And then she shot up in her sheets. Instead of finding Cato like she did all those years ago she found a small little girl. Just over the age of 4, cradling one of his old shirts to her chest. Her dad's shirt. 
                          
Because she remembered, he was gone. Forever trapped in his sleep. Waiting for her. 
                          
He was Gone.