Cold as ice
Growing up in a deserted wasteland sure had it's perks and so her early days were spend joyfully unaware of all the horrors in the world. But as all things in life, that didn't last and her eyes were forcefully opened to bestow what had happened in the last hundred years or so.
The war touched her, her family and her heart. Never would her life be the same again.
Determination was perhaps one of her most important treats. She was determined to be the mother Sokka had lost, she was determined to go and safe the world on a whim, tagging along with an airhead avatar and her obnoxious brother, but most importantly, she was determined to be happy.
And that's where she failed.
Because even though they've saved the world from destruction, that didn't solve all their problems. No, it was nearly the beginning. Suddenly, she was forced to grow up. Sure, she had been acting as the mother of their merry band of misfits all through their rebellion against the fire nation, but deep down she was still Katara.
A confused 15 year old who dearly needed her mother.
Kissing Aang was one of the biggest mistakes she'd ever made. Losing sight of her friends was another.
But her biggest mistake was her most recent one.
She accepted his proposal and set her destiny in stone. Slowly, ever so slowly, her heart turned to ice. She had never loved him, not the way he deserved to be loved. Yet he so dearly loved her and it would have broken her heart to refuse him what he so desired. Who was she to say no to him?
After all, who had suffered more because of this war than Aang?
Night after night, she told herself that it was the only thing she could have done, night after night, she convinced herself that the world needed her sacrifice. Night after night, she tried to convince herself that she loved him, too bad her heart didn't fall for that trick.
So instead of celebrating with her friends and partying the night away, Katara spends her last unmarried day alone, surrounded by the element that now controlled her heart.
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He first noticed it one year after their wedding. She would wake him like she always did, with a smile and a kiss, but she would never look at him while she gave him both.
Deep down, he knew that something was wrong, horribly wrong, but due to his carefree nature, he just continued on as normal. In his mind, acknowledging the problem meant that it was really there, and the young avatar didn't feel like dealing with any more of those. So he just waved it off.
But it kept nagging in the back of his mind, until he realised what was perhaps the most hurtful thing that had ever happened to him.
Their whole life was a lie. They said the compulsory "I love you's" everyday without truly meaning it. He did mean his, with whole his heart, but she didn't. She never had. They only had sex when he insisted on it, she never was the one to take the first step.
But the worst part was the smile she gave him every morning, because he knew that in her mind, it wasn't him she was smiling at.
She had never been his, and he had been a fool to believe otherwise.
In that one night, his heart turned as cold as ice
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a/n; wow, it's been a while since I've written anything other than a scientific report. I'm not quite sure why I've started again, since I'm really busy around this time a year, but I just woke up with this story stuck in my head one day and I had to write it down. Though writing it down took more time than I originally imagined so I'm sorry to say that what I've written today isn't exactly the same as the story I woke up to. At best, it's a sorry replacement, but I hope it's still enjoyable.
~~destiny's child~~
