Chapter 66

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Katniss

"His body always kept mine inside it, kept the nightmares out." -Daughter

The world after whatever happened to me is fuzzy and newly foreign to me. I see three worried faces staring down at me, a woman, a girl, and a man. When my vision comes back into focus, I notice I'm on the floor.

I ask lots of questions, as I don't know where I am. Or who's staring down at me.
The one woman tells me I've had a seizure. The man tells me to calm down.
Who are these people?
I ask for my family, but they are silent.

The man says that I'm pregnant. I'm pregnant? What?
Then they call me Katniss. The name doesn't sound right. Is that really me?
They tell me to calm down; that it'll all come back to me.
So I stay quiet.

It begins to come back to me after a minute or two.
My name is Katniss Everdeen. Wait, no. My name is Katniss Mellark. My home is district 12. I'm married to Peeta. I was in the games. I won. I went in again. Peeta escaped. I was left behind. I was tortured and hijacked. Prim is dead. Finnick is dead. My father is dead. I'm pregnant. Gale must hate me.

The thoughts of these things sting at me. I call out to Peeta. He's there almost instantaneously.
"You remember me?" He asks.
"Yeah." I say weakly.

The woman, Marina as I remember, says something about needing to get me to the hospital. I feel drawn-out, weak, and limp as Peeta lifts me off of the hard floor.

--

By the time I wake up from sleeping off my medication, they've gotten the brain scan done. We're just waiting for results.
Sick to my stomach, I think about the baby growing in me. I could have killed it. It could be dead.

And it would be my fault.

I grip Peeta's hand as little details come back to me about life, the color of Finnick's eyes or the flowers in the meadow. The short engraving on Prim's stone. The smell of cheese buns baking. All were lost to me until now.

"What do you think happened?" I ask.
"I don't know." Peeta says. I can hear his words thickened with worry.
"What if the baby's... You know..." I ask.
"I don't know, Katniss." He says. I feel his heart breaking and I squeeze his hand.

"You know, just when I thought I wanted to be a mother... This happens. I thought I could do it. I thought the reward would be enough. But now that we could have lost it all..." I say.
"Katniss don't think like th--"
"And it would be all my fault. It'll be dead because of me." I add, cutting him off.

Just then, Doctor Aurelius and Doctor Wilson come through the door. Doctor Aurelius holds a cream colored folder full of a mess of papers.
"Hello." Both Doctors greet.
"Hi." I say back. This time, Peeta stays quiet. I guess I'll have to handle this.

Doctor Aurelius opens his folder and flips through the papers until he finds the right one. He puts in on top of the other ones so it's readable.
"Mrs. Mellark," He says, "Unfortunately, you did indeed have a Focal Seizure, as Marina said."
I shut my eyes bracing for more news.

"We did your brain scan and put your results on the Priority List, so we have them now instead of having to wait days." Doctor Wilson explains.
"Thank you." I say.

"I'm sure you remember what the brain scans in District 13 said, right?" Doctor Aurelius asks, "Well, like they said, you've still got that damaged part of your brain. It's more under control. Your medicine is working, thankfully. Although we can't cure it, we can try to minimize it."

"Yeah, I remember." I say.
"Well, there was that, and then there was something else..." He says.
I realize what he's going to say just as he says it.
"There are those little pockets of hijacking venom and serum still around in some places in your brain." Doctor Aurelius explains.

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