Perceptions of a Shattered Brain

by KTstoriesandstuff

Tributes either come out of the arena dead or permanently scarred. The arena has literally shattered Wiress's brain. With the love and patience of one person, she learns how to adapt to the world and interpret it through her now unique perspective.

3. Explanations

Chapter 3: Explanations

I wake again with my hands in Beetee's and his voice coaxing me to open my eyes. The lights don't hurt as much. I get lost in the intricate patterns of his face, but I still maintain my train of thought. Am I getting better?

"I met with your neurologist this morning." Beetee said. "He says you have Sensory Processing Disorder." I nod. I was an engineering apprentice. Now I am broken. My brain is now defective. "When the lightning bolt hit the tree, the electric shock and the force of your fall caused brain trauma." Beetee cupped my chin in his hands. "Wiress, I know it's hard to hear, but you're not completely broken." He wiped my tears away with his thumbs. I sniffled.

"But - broken still." I whispered. I stared down at my sheets.

"You can be fixed and still work in the world." Beetee said. "There are ways you can adapt - even complete your engineering certification." I bit my lip and stared at him. It seemed impossible, but he sounded confident. I only had one more year to go until my engineering exams when I was reaped. Beetee squeezed my hands and inched closer to my bed. I looked at him through my tears which were making the lights look funny and the world become distorted. "Wiress?" I nodded to show I was still processing his words. "I'm going to be with you every step of the way, ok?"

"Ok." I whispered. I squeezed his hands back. "Thank you." He wrapped me in a hug as the sobs came.