Here's the next chapter! FYI if you haven't read my last one (Rekindled Fire) I have an original character in this chapter. She was really small in the last one, but yeah...just so you don't get confused! Enjoy! I do not own Mockingjay.
Ch. 8
They let me talk to people. Well one person, earlier this morning, I talked to Delly Cartwright, but it was obvious that she had befriended Katniss. When I had asked her why we no longer were in District Twelve she stumbled over her words like no other. Katniss had ruined our home, but every one still trusted her. It sickened me.
I liked the fear in her eyes while I screamed at her. She looked helpless. It made me feel powerful.
No one else had come in after that. Only the doctor over the loud speaker asking me simple questions that he asked most days. But they were all too afraid to come in that day because every couple hours Katniss would pop into my head and I would go crazy once again.
The sane part of me, did not like it. Not one bit because I felt powerless to my own body. I did not know why I was here or where my family was and I felt more lost than I had ever been before. I felt an emptiness in my body and when the nightmares come at night I have nothing to stop them with.
I was broken, beyond repair. The worst part was they didn't seem to want to make me better, only to prolong this life that was horrible and meaningless.
When the monster took over I felt my best. When I came aware that I had been a monster I felt my worse. But I could not stop it. I knew that. I knew I was changed, that I could never go back. I didn't even know what I could go back to. I had completely forgotten my old self. Which was sad, I guess, but how could I be sad about something I didn't know?
That's when I hear a women's voice, her words are chosen wisely as if she were getting her way out of a bomb. "Hello Peeta. I'm Sky; I was your brother Rhys' fiancé. I'm sure you probably noticed the was. If your okay with me coming in, I'll explain what happened."
Finally, I think, someone will flat out tell me. I needed this. And even though I barely remembered this girl, I knew somehow I could expect the truth from her.
"Yeah," I drop out of my mouth. My voice sounds confused, but that's how it has been the whole time I have been here.
I try and compose myself to make sure nothing sets the inner monster in me off, but right now I'm sure I won't. I feel surprisingly calm.
The girl, Sky, shuffles in. She is absolutely perfect for my brother, just by the looks of her. She has a tall structure like him and wide shoulders and though her face isn't the prettiest she seemed like a nice girl.
"They told me not to hug you, but you were almost family. So I can't not." She says. I can practically hear the doctors screaming on the other side of the window as she comes nearer. She was right and I've been longing for some kind of human contact for a while. No one ever got this close to me unless they were checking my pulse and that was done quickly.
But this isn't, she wraps her strong arms around me and though I'm restrained and can't hug her back, for those couple seconds I feel loved. I hadn't felt loved for a while and it was nice. When she lets go I automatically want her to come back and it's not in some love connection type of way. It's in the human need kind of way. I was deprived of any type of affection and finally I was getting it again.
"Thank you." I say, keeping my eyes away from hers. I didn't want to scare her away.
She sits down in a chair that wasn't used often. Actually I'm not even sure if my doctor had ever used it.
"I heard they haven't told you much and since I was the person closest to your family that's here I thought it best that I tell you." There is grieving in her voice and I feel somewhere deep in my bones that the things she is about to tell me aren't happy. Nothing anyone tells me these days are happy. I had grown used to it.
"When you were…" She searches for a word that won't set me off and I silently thank her for it. "Away." She finally lets out, "District Twelve was bombed by the Capitol. We did nothing to revoke such violence, it just happened."
She is blunt with her words, which in all honesty is what I needed. I didn't want any more beating around the bush. I had, had enough of that. Even so, my stomach drops. I didn't remember many things, but I did remember my home. It was hard not to forget.
The way the sun came through the trees and the way everyone knew who you were and the way people were nice even when poverty told them to be otherwise. My home did not deserve to be bombed. My body begins to shake. All I wanted, all I needed, was home, but I couldn't have that.
"Where are they?" I ask. A tear falls down Sky's face as she looks at me with sorrow. "They're here. They just aren't allowed to see me, for… for safety reasons. Right?" If my home was no longer there then what of my family? Surely they wouldn't have abandoned me.
"I'm sorry Peeta. I'm sorry." She shakes her head as more tears begin to fall. I join her in the crying realizing that I hadn't seen my family because there was no way to see someone if they were dead. "The bomb. It landed right on the bakery. I should have been in there with them." She says. She speaks more words, but I have lost the ability to hear them because now I am full on sobbing. With the sounds and the racks through my body and the tears falling.
My family was the only ones that knew the old me. Any chances that I will ever become the old Peeta are completely gone.
So was he. He had died in that bombing with the rest of his family.
This chapter is kind of sad...But more or less it shows that the Tracker Jacker venom is leaving his body and he is becoming more clear-headed. Don't forget to REVIEW on the way out! Thanks! ~boywithbreadlover
