Chapter 23

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- Prim's PoV -

I still find it hard to believe that it has been eleven months since Katniss heart stopped. I truly stopped believing some months ago, and I'm left with almost no hope. I just sit in the mansion hearing my mother and Peeta talking. I am sitting close to my mother but I have faded away from the conversation. Something makes me feel like Katniss will survive this, I haven't had this feeling in months. 

I watch the clock move forward, it's going extremely slow and I just want the day to be over. I want to skip to the day that my sister wakes up, I miss her a lot. I hear someone walking towards us and I see that a doctor is basically running seeing us. I hope she has good news about Katniss.

- Miss Everdeen, Primrose, Peeta. We have good news and bad news, what do you want first? She asks us.

- I want the good news first. I say finally paying attention.

- Okay, well the good news is that she is alive. She made it, but I believe she is in extreme pain from her wounds. She can't even move a muscle, only her head. The bad news, is that we believe she has been hijacked again. I tried doing the same procedure as in 13. It's going pretty good changing her memories of Prim and Lillian. So she wants to see you two, Peeta you can come if you stay outside of the hospital room. She says and we all look very happy.

We all have tears going down our face aswell hearing the condition she is in. It might be tears of joy hearing she is alive aswell. I'm not totally sure what I am crying about, just that I get to see Katniss.

- Katniss PoV -

I hear footsteps close to my hospital room and seconds later the door opens. My mother and sister walks in with tears in their eyes. I'm still lying down and I really want to be changed into a sitting position.

- Hey, can you help me with one thing? I just want to be put in a sitting position. I say, Prim walks up to me fixing it.

- There you go. She says brushing her hand through my hair.

- Thank you. I reply.

- No problem. She says with a smile on her face.

- Hi mom. I say wanting her to feel included.

- Hi Katniss. She says walking up to me and Prim.

They both stand just looking at me, as if it's a miracle I am alive, which it is. I don't want their sympathy. I never really liked pitty.

- How are you feeling Katniss? My mother asks me.

- Everything hurts like hell and I can't move my body. I say honestly.

- It's going to be okay Katniss. It will heal, it just needs a lot of time. My mother replies.

- I want it to heal now, if it will. I might be paralyzed my entire life from the neck down. What will be worth living then? I have asked them if I will fully heal and nobody has said yes, they are afraid to answer it because they don't know. I say in an angry voice.

- It's not like that Katniss. Don't think that way. Prim says trying to calm me down.

- You can't say that! You have tried to kill me!! You have hurt me!! MUTTS MUTTS MUTTS MUTTS!!! I yell out as I fill with fear and panic. Prim and my mother backs away and in rushes my doctor.

- Calm down Katniss. It's okay, you're okay. Just calm down, they won't hurt you. She says.

- I can't, I can't. I say hyperventelating. 

- You have to calm down. Can you two excuse us for a moment. She says to my mother and sister.

They leave the room but yet I can't calm myself down. I really try to but I can't.

- Take deep breaths Katniss. She says guiding me.

I follow her lead and I actually calm down. She looks at me with a soft smile. I return it to her.

- Will my b-body ev-ever full-fully h-he-heal? I ask her on the brink of tears.

- I don't know Katniss. I truly wish that I knew but I don't. There is probably a lot of different things we can do to speed it up, but only Capitol doctors know how to use them. Nobody is offering any help even though the war is over. We are doing our best. All you have to do is rest. Make sure you do that. She says leaving the room.

- Can, can I get some morflin? I ask before she walks out the door.

- I'll go get some for you. She says closing the door.

Once again it's me alone with my thoughts, but I don't feel alone. I feel like I am being watched by someone. A chill rushes down my spine as I don't want to be watched whilst being weak. I want to get better but resting isn't what I want, it's always nightmares that is on the other side. I hear people yelling on the other side of the wall a couple minutes later.

- Why can't you do me early?! He asks yelling. I can't put my finger on who it is.

- It's dangerous, Snow really despiced you for the rebellion. It could be more difficult then the other four. My doctor answers.

- Just let me see her, she can't do anything. He says back.

- That is why she gets panic attacks. Because she can't defend herself if the situation happens, which I know it won't, but that doesn't help her calm down. She also needs bedrest and this morflin to ease her pain. My doctor answers.

I hear them talking but now their conversation is more quiet making me not hear what they are saying, but I do towards the end.

- It's actually not a bad idea. I'll let you in, just let me go in before and get everything ready. She says entering my room.

She smiles at me as she walks in with the IV bag of morflin. As the morflin comes into my system I finally feel fully relaxed. 

- Thank you. I say to her. 

I feel a needle pierce my arm and I feel even more relaxed as it goes into my system. Then she opens the door and in walks Peeta.

- Hey Katniss. He says to me.

- Is this how relaxed I truly felt when seeing him? I ask my doctor confused.

- Yes, mostly of the time. I say to her.

- This feeling doesn't match my memories at all. Is it really? I ask again.

- It is. Peeta says walking up to me.

He graces my cheek and I want to slap his hand away but I feel too relaxed. I smile at him, I want to feel this feeling always. He kisses my forehead and it's like I am being brought back with a thousand memories that don't match the ones I have. A tear falls from my eye not knowing what emotion to show. I feel overwhelmed.

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