Healing Scars

Chapter Forty Three

Chapter Forty Three

PEETA'S POV

As she lays motionless on the ground with the JabberJays sharp beaks and talons ripping at her skin and clothing I scream, banging on the force field. That's my wife, that's my wife that these people are killing.

Then the JabberJays stop their attack and just stand on her ripped body, staring a me with their black beady eyes. "If you can tell us the pass codes to the amendment that says the games are horrible acts of inhumanity that is locked in the mansion of the President we won't make you kill your wife."

Everyone watches as I rake my hands through my blond sweaty hair. "What do you mean?" "I mean the JabberJays need help with killing her right?" The mans voice echoes and then a jolt of flashbacks go through my mind and I scream, falling to my knees, covering my ears trying to block out the voices.

"I can control you Peeta, right when you stepped foot into the arena I could, I could've killed both of you on the fucking spot." He pauses and clicks his tongue. "Look she is bleeding out and needs medical attention now or she's going to die so I would tell me now or you may help in the murder of the MockingJay Mr. Mellark." I look at Johanna who is now yelling at the man.

"How about you shut the fuck up asshole or I will come and find you and cut off your dick and put it in you big mouth!" Chip goes to shush her but then she says more. "If you kill her I will kill you." A loud bang goes through the arena and I see blood splatter Johanna's chest and she gasps, putting her hand to the blood gushing out of the wound.

Blood froths from her mouth and she screams one thing. "Long Live The MockingJay!" She falls on the soft green moss and Chip goes to her aid as she gasps for air.

"Mr. Mellark you have I think about thirty more seconds to tell me." Caspian is holding a screaming and sobbing Annie, his glasses fogging up from the humidity and he nods at me.

Cesar holds his microphone like a weapon as the camera man keeps filming. Tears start flooding my eyes and I choke out my wife's fate. "I don't know, only her and the president know." He chuckles.

"We'll say goodbye to your wife." The JabberJays start attacking her once again and then the flashbacks in my head get so bad I start storming at her broken body that is not moving and the force field is gone and I am right at Katniss's body that is bloody and scratched up with deep peck wounds with her clothing ripped.

Then I see her body covered in bruises as she sits on our bed, skinny as a rail, sobbing tears of blood as I see my knuckles covered in her blood as I have a cruel smile on my face at her pain.

"Please don't hit me anymore Peeta." "Daddy why did you hit mommy?" "Daddy why is mommy crying blood?" "You're a monster daddy!" My children scream and then as I look at them I see tears in their eyes.

I look back and see Katniss, dead now laying on her bare back, her grey eyes lifeless. I bang my hands that are covered in the JabberJays blood and scream. "I love her! I love her! You can't take her! I won't hurt her again!" Then I hear the man scream.

"Shit! The PeaceKeepers! Run!" Loud gunfire rings through the intercom he was using and then nothing for a few seconds but then ragged breathing substitutes the silence.

"Help is on the way my victors." I go to Katniss who is gasping raggedly. Blood sputters from her mouth and her grey eyes swim around, looking at nothing. "Peeta." She pants, holding her bloody hand out to me and I take it as she looks at nothing.

She swallows and let's tears roll down her bloody cheeks. "I'm going to die." "No you aren't, stay with me Katniss! Help will be here any second!" I sob and she puts a hand on my cheek, with her eyes focusing on my face and I can tell how much energy it is taking out of her.

"Peeta, it's going to be okay." She gives me a bloody smile. I lean down and kiss her bloody lips, running my hands through her blood covered brown and thick hair that got cut out of her braid.

She still tries keeping her eyes open and then they fall close, her lips also falling apart as she gives quick shallow breaths. I can see how hard she is trying to stay alive and I grip her shaking hand, kissing it, with my tears choking me.

"Think about the kids, they're so excited for you to come home. Remember how Willow, Kaden, and you sing in the mornings as they are getting ready for school? Remember showering together and then we both would just be holding onto each other crying because of our nightmares an flashbacks? Squeeze my hand if you can hear me." She gives me a firm grip and I grin.

"Remember how we both would lay in the meadow and watch the flowers and dandelions grow as the kids played? Remember how you would sing me to sleep after I had a attack and how you kiss the back of my neck when I'm not feeling well? Squeeze my hand again." She does but very weakly.

Johanna is holding on better than Katniss is, she is screaming and yelling at the man who is most likely dead and then the hovercraft a come over head as Chip is pressing on her bullet wound as the puddle of blood around her grows, almost as big as Katniss's.

"I love you, squeeze my hand one more time Katniss." This time, her hand goes limp and there is no response from my wife, the MockingJay.

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