Hijacked - The Hunger Games

Chapter 25|Trying to Recover

Prim's pov

"Get away from me!" I hiss at the doctors, trying to shove a needle in my arm.

"It will help with the pain," some woman says. I keep swatting at them.

"We will knock you out if we have to." A male doctor says, and I stop. They put the needle in and the lady starts asking questions.

"What is your name?"

"Primrose Everdeen."

"Where is your home?"

"District twelve."

"How old are you?"

"Thirteen."

"Okay, good. Now we are going to ask some harder questions. Is that alright?"

"Yes, that's alright." I say.

"Do you remember Peeta Mellark?"

Peeta Mellark. We had adjoining cells in the Capitol. I had to hear his screams every day.
I keep thinking about him. I think he saved my life once.

"What did I say about him before?" I ask.

"Your memories about him weren't very well last time we asked"

"I remember him in the Capitol. We had adjoining cells. I had to watch him get tortured every day. It was terrible. And I remember one day, he gave me bread that saved me from starving."

"Great job! Now I have a trickier question this time."

"Okay," I say, nervously.

"Who is your family?"

"My mother." I answer. That's about it, I think.

"Anybody else?"

I think for a moment. "There was this one girl. She called herself my sister. But I know she wasn't. She was a Capitol mutt, who tried to kill me. She never loved me, or anybody else. And I must kill her. She's a liar. She's a liar! She's a mutt! Please help me!" I feel myself turning again. My skin has sweat dripping from it. My vision is blurry. Flashbacks are racing through my head.

I am screaming at the top of my lungs.

"Kill her! She's not even human! She's a mutt! Katniss is nothing but a mutt!"

I dig my nails into my skin, and it starts bleeding.
The doctors try to calm me down.

"Leave! Get away from me! You will hurt me! I will hurt you! Just bring Katniss in here! I'm helping you! I'll kill her! I'm going to kill her!"

I start panting really hard. My vision is still blurry. I start to calm down. I lie my head back on the table, and that's when the tears start to flow.

"Please help me. It hurts. The flashbacks, the memories. I need help." I cry.

"That's what we're here for. We are going to leave you here alone for a while. Somebody is coming to talk to you." The doctor lady says, and leaves the room.

I am left alone with my thoughts.

My name is Primrose Everdeen. I am thirteen years old. My home is district twelve. I was taken by the Capitol. I was freed. I don't know what's real and fake anymore. Is Katniss really a mutt?

I start to regain some memories about Katniss. And they aren't like the other ones, the ones where she tries to kill me. Those have this quality... It's like I can tell they've been created artificially. They are shiny.

But the new memories, they aren't like that. They seem like real life. I remember Katniss singing to me. And her stroking my hair. I remember her and my cat buttercup actually enjoying each others company.

And I remember her going into the arena. The hunger games. I remember being worried about her. And praying she would come home.

I also remember her and Peeta loving each other. I think it was supposed to be an act, but I knew it was real.

All these things start to come back to me. And that's when he walks into the room.

Peeta Mellark.

"Hi Prim." He says, nicely.

"Hi, Peeta. You look a lot better. The last time I saw you, we were in the Capitol. They've broken us pretty good, haven't they." I say with an edge to my voice.

"Yeah, they have. You are looking better too. Are they taking good care of you?"

"Yes. But I lashed out today. And I can't tell what's real, and what's made up anymore. Can you help me?" I ask ,helplessly.

"Sure. You can ask me about anything you need to know."

"Katniss is a mutt. Real or not real?"
"Not real. She is your sister, from district twelve. She spent all of her life trying to protect you. She fed you, loved you, and she volunteered for you at the reaping."

Things start to come back to me. "You love or once did love Katniss. Real or not real?"
"Real. At first, it was an act for the games. Not for me, but for her. I've loved her ever since I was five-years-old. She started to love me back, and now we are getting married."

Katniss? Married? No, this can't be right.

"She sent you in here to say this, didn't she." I mumble.

"No, she didn't. Why would you think that?"

"Katniss would never get married! She said it herself! She is a liar, Peeta! You need to stay away from her! And if she comes close, kill her! You have to kill her, Peeta! Do you understand me? You have to kill her!"

I am a mutt. Katniss is a mutt. I do not know what to think.

I've gone crazy. Peeta has left the room. And I'm just left there, screaming.

"Why! What have they done to me! What have they done!"

The pain is unbearable. "Kill me! Please put me out of my misery!"

And I'm this close to grabbing a syringe and stabbing myself in the heart.

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