Chapter 19|The bombs

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I'm sorry Peeta. I wasn't able to rescue you.

I'm sorry.

The Capitol bombs blow us off out feet, separating us. Fire surrounds me. I feel my body go numb. I cannot move.

I feel myself being lifted up onto a stretcher and brought back into the district four hospital. I would probably be screaming from the pain right now if I could speak.

They followed Peeta here. Luckily this is a bomb shelter. I stare up at the ceiling and try to forget the world.

Peeta is probably dead. I will be too, soon enough.

I just wanted to save him, and Prim. I just wanted to protect them.

God, is that too much to ask for? Can you even hear me!

I need God most right now. Please, help me. Help me.

Prim. Peeta. Mother. Father. Gale. Finnick. Johanna. Rue. All these people race through my mind.

Tears, which I have no control of, stream down my face.

I get into a room, and some kind of mask is placed over my face. It makes me fall quickly asleep.

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When I wake up, I look down at my body. No burns are visible. My skin looks fresh and new. I see a mirror, and my face is perfection.

I get up and I walk out the door. I am suddenly outside in the meadow of district twelve. I stroll through, admiring the view. I take in the smell. Oh, how I miss this meadow.

And then I see my father. His body is not full of scars and bruises, but it's beautiful.

I jump into his arms. "Daddy! I miss you so much!" I sob into his chest.

"I miss you too baby. But listen, you have to make a choice." He says.

"Are you going to live, or come with me to heaven?" He asks.

"I want to come with you." I say.

He shakes his head. "No, no. It is not your time, Katniss. I have been watching over you. And Prim. She is alive. She has not given all hope up. There is still the old Prim in there, fighting to get back to you. Peeta is fine. He is waiting for you to wake up. They need you, Katniss. They cannot survive without you. I can only try to convince you to stay, but it's your choice whether you do or not. Make the right decision."

I sigh. "I just miss you." I say.

"I know. And you will join me soon. I want you to go back, start a family, and live happily while you can."

"How do you know I-"

He cuts me off. "I just know. Trust me. I love you. Katniss." He says.

"I love you too, daddy."

I start to disappear back into the real world. Leaving my father, saying our final goodbyes until we see each other again.

When I wake up, I feel some sort of shocking sensation. Doctors are surround me, and big machines are hooked up to me.

A few of them sigh with relief. Some of them woop. Some say, "great job," I have no idea what just went on.

I look towards the door and see Peeta being wheeled in here. He doesn't have any prosthetic on. I get out of bed, ignoring the pain, and walk over to him as fast as I can. I throw my arms around him, climbing onto his lap.

"Oh, thank god you're okay. I was so worried, Katniss. I'm so sorry you had to go through with this. I love you." He says.

"I love you too,". I say.

Most of the doctors have left by now. It's me, Peeta, and two doctors who are having their own conversation.

"I will love you, forever. I will always love you, Peeta. Always."

"You have no idea how long I've waited for you to say that." He says, before I crash my lips onto his.

I love him so much. I know he has trouble believing it, but the truth is, it just took me a while to admit it.

We are both physically and mentally broken, but our hearts can never be separated.

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