Hijacked: Will Things Ever Be The Same Again?

The Struggle To Escape

PEETA'S POV
" I'm sorry if I scared you sweetheart. " I told Prim as I was hugging her.
" It's okay daddy. You don't know what your doing." She answered me. The thing is, I can see what I'm doing. But I can't do anything. I can see when I'm torturing Katniss or if I'm about to hurt myself. When I go into my hijack stage it's like I'm trapped inside a box inside of me and another part of me takes control. While in the box it's like a movie theatre and I get front row seats. The struggle to escape the box is awful. I have to use a lot of energy to keep going. I'm even exhausted now.
" You ready to go bake some raisin bread for mommy?" I asked the Prim and Finnick.
"Yes!!" they both exclaimed. They both love cooking and baking. I let them come to the bakery sometimes if I have enough time.
" Okay, wait here. I'm going to go see your mommy for a couple minutes. How about you get the ingredients ready? " I ask Prim. She maybe really young but she is very intelligent and smart.
" Okay." She shook her head and took Finnick's hand to lead them into the kitchen. I got up and headed to Katniss. I felt so guilty each time I had an attack. I know I can't do anything even if I tried my hardest. Ever since the incident I have had an ache in my heart from all the guilt I have inside me. I walk into the room only to see Katniss trying to get up from the bed.
" That's not going to work, sweetheart." I explained. I went up to her and laid her back on the bed.
" Let me get up." she demanded.
" Not with you like that, Katniss." I explained. She finally agreed and laid down. After a while, she pulled out a pearl and she handed it to me.
" You know whenever you were at the Capitol I would take this from my pocket and play with it. I would remember you, before the torture. I would remember the sweet boy with bread. You don't know how much I missed you. " She said teary eyed.
" When I saw you again, hijacked and tortured, I wanted to do every thing I could do to help you. I wanted to be at the Capitol and be tortured instead of you so you would remember everything." She explained as a tears slid down her face. I searched her watery grey eyes.
" I would never switch places for the world." I explained looking into her grey eyes. There so beautiful, and I wish she knew how beautiful she was. Each time I tell her she ignores it.
" What?" she said searching my eyes.
" I missed you so much. " I explained. I put my hand on her jaw and rubbed my thumb gently over her scar by her ear. She sat up as I slowly leaned in to kiss her. Our lips crashed together. Our lips moving in sync as she wrapped her arms around my neck. I reached over and laid my hands on her waists bringing her closer to me.
" Daddy?" I heard Prim ask. I looked over at Prim to see her at the doorway. I got up from the bed and headed to my beautiful daughter. Katniss and I were talking on who she looked like the most. At first I said she looked like my mother, the dirty blonde hair with bright crystal blue eyes. Katniss disagreed and said that she looked like Prim. After she said her name I noticed the resemblance right away. She was right, our daughter looked a lot like Prim.
" Yes, sweetheart?" I asked her. She looked up at me and it was silent for a couple of seconds.
"I got the ingredients out."
" Okay, I will be in there okay? " I said reassuring her.
" Okay" she answered and headed towards the kitchen. I kissed Katniss one last time and I ran off to the kitchen. I don't deserve Katniss anymore. I hate being scared of and I hate torturing my wife. Sometimes I feel like leaving so she won't have to deal with me. Then I think what it would be like without Katniss. What an awful place that would be.