Hey guys,
Sorry for no update in a while. I promise I haven't forgotten about you. Just a lot has happened the year and it's hitting me now. My boyfriend's back after being away for a while and senior year is coming up. Plus I have my exercise regimen to uphold. Kya over here has to keep a good 5'9 figure. Haha. Thank you to those who followed may your days be happy and blessed by who ever is up there.
Book 1: Water
Episode 7: Confusing Feelings
I sit in his room, my cuffs glued to the wall with my hands stuck inside. As I sleep in this state, my wrist are rubbed raw from my thrashing. Fresh blood drips down my arm each night, covering the whole length of my arm then drying up. I am surprised that I can still bleed, seeing as I haven't had food or water for a couple days. They are probably punishing me for trying to escape twice.
Unable to do anything else, I look up to my cuffs to see blood caked on the inside. The cuffs are too tight for me to slip out. I can feel myself drain of strength and power with the drips of blood.
Suddenly the sound of footsteps causes me to look up. I crane my neck to see the door open and Zuko walk in. He looks to me, opens his mouth but closes it and grabs something then walks out.
As I watch him leave, a simple warmth converges across my body. The feeling is partially curiosity and part something I can't quite put my finger on. Curiosity from why he is so bent on capturing Aang. The other part could be I have grown to kind of, semi like him. He did allow me to figure out I can heal myself, save me from Yu Ming, then keep him in line and away from me. I feel the warmth travel through my veins all throughout my body and soul.
"Wait!"
I realize what my mind is putting together.
"NO, I DON'T LIKE HIM," I cry out.
It's his fault I am here in the first place and was almost raped. I feel hot tears come to my eyes as this confusion breaks me into pieces. I pray to the spirits no one heard my cry. The last thing I need is someone knowing I am going crazy. I don't want to leave this ship... And, yet, at the same time I do want to leave. I want yet don't want. My thoughts swirl around my head. My confusion makes me rub my wrists in the cuffs until they bleed again. The pain takes me out of this craziness and back into reality. Not in some hellish dream.
My blood covers over the old blood and cakes on my arms. I watch it as it slowly goes from my forearm to my shoulder. My gaze soon stops at the burn on my forearm.
Where does this warmth come from? Why is my mind saying I like him? This person who gives me burns, he who put me in this hell hole, he who-who. My mind goes blank as Iroh walks in, with his head down.
I see he doesn't want to talk so I keep quiet. He paces back and forth, completely oblivious to me. Then, as if forced too, he slumps down into Zuko's bed. He looks up at me with swollen, blood shot eyes.
"Iroh, what happened?"
He doesn't say anything and nods off to another world. As he nods off, I take the time to inspect him. His eyes are as red as could be,with huge bags under them, probably from lack of sleep. Every now and then his hand clench into a fist, but only for a moment then he releases it. It's as if he wishes to crush someone or something. He facial expression shows all of his worry wrinkles and more. Suddenly tears create a thin layer of water making his eyes shine. I watch as the water carves a thin stream through the wrinkles and down the face. The tears make tiny "plink" sounds as they hit the floor.
"Zuko is going mad. His mind is, is," Iroh manages between sob out.
He doesn't finish because he leaves as Zuko walks in. Zuko turns and locks the door behind him. Turning back to me, he strolls over and kneels till he is level with me.
"If you try anything I swear I won't hesitate to burn you more," he threatens.
I nod without one word. He takes a key out of his chest plate and places it into the lock of my cuffs. He helps me up but my legs will not cooperate and collapse beneath me. The lack of food and water contribute to my lack of strength. I have no energy to even try and lift my arms. Zuko sees this and puts his arm around my waist. I am reluctant to try and stand so I give no help to him at all. This results in Zuko toppling onto me, and a sharp pain hits the back of my head. I awake to hands back in the cuffs, but this time my wrists are bandaged and my blood wash from my arms. I look up to see Zuko on his bed asleep, for once. The four months I have been on the ship I have only seen Zuko sleep a few times. He is up most of the time on the deck in search of Aang. I know why Iroh worries so much about him. Zuko worries about the avatar more than his own health.
"Father, FATHER," he yells, waking himself from slumber.
He shoots up, spraying some sweat onto the sheets. The salty water makes its way from his forehead to the cracks of his chest and ab muscles. He relights some candles he put out with firebending and stands up. As he starts to pace, he looks to me and notices I am awake.
"You just woke up," he asks.
"No I have been awake."
"So you heard me..."
I nod slowly and he drops down, crossing his legs.
"Forget this even happened," he says as he takes out some water and bread.
Saliva fills my mouth at the sight of all of it. I nod to him, trying to not show my eagerness, and he gives me some water first. After days without water my mouth feels cool, sweet relief. The bread fills my stomach and makes me want more, although I am already full. After doing all this he just sits in front of me and stares at the ground.
"At least you know your father," I say.
He looks up from the ground and stares at me. For once we look each other in the eyes. In his deep golden brown eyes, I see a troubled man, no boy, who needs support. A feeling of wanting to be that support fills my soul. We lean into each other and let our lips meet. This time we mean for it.
Hey guys hope you liked this Episode.
Try to get another one later.
Yours Truly,
Kya~Avatar
