And then Clove slams into me, knocking me flat on my back,
pinning my shoulders to the ground, with her knees.

Clove’s death in the games was inevitable because of the life she lived back in District 2. Her father was an abusive, dependent, greedy man who would do anything for money, that included putting his only daughter into the bloody games. Clove’s mother passed away when she was very young and because her mother was a previous victor of the games, all of the families money was taken away. Clove’s father immediately put her into a training school for the games and abused her whenever she objected. Fear of her fathers abuse forced her to become a swift killer. During training school Clove met Cato, who always found a way to clear fears of her fathers abuse from her mind. Cato told her to imagine every target as her father and so she did. Over time she grew stronger inside, but all her fear turned into anger, something Cato never wanted. When Cato was hovering over Clove’s lifeless body in the arena there was a part of him that was completely broken and wanted her to be victor. Then there was a part of him that was happy because she didn’t have to go back to her broken life. She didn’t have to live with the pain anymore. She was free.

The tricky thing is yesterday we were just children, playing soldiers, just pretending, dreaming dreams with happy endings. In backyards, winning battles with our wooden swords but now we’ve stepped into a cruel world where everybody stands and keeps score.

THE HUNGER GAMES → chicago-style au [@wenbys]

how could you tell me i was wrong?