Korra was sitting on the edge of the bed, her back facing him.
"Korra." Mako whispered. She shivered at the sound of her name.
"Go away." She said coldly her eyes not moving the floor.
"I just want you to know that I'm here Korra." He mumbled grasping her arm. Her body twitched at the contact and she quickly looked up at him. The once beautiful sky blue eyes filled with happiness were now a dark navy filled with fear and pain.
"I said go away. Get out now." She growled looking him straight in the eyes. He felt as if she was looking into his soul.
"I know you have been through a lot but I need you to open up to me Korra." He grumbled.
"You have no idea what I have been though. So like I said earlier get out." She commanded yanking her arm away from his. She got up and walked towards the window.
"Korra, why do you have to be so stubborn? I'm only trying to help. Stop pushing me away!" Mako yelled grabbing her wrists pulling her towards him.
"Mako get off me!" She screamed trying to hit him off.
"Korra stop fidgeting. I'm not going to hurt you." He assured seeing the fear in her eyes. He slowly loosened his grip on her. As soon as he let her go she stormed out of the room. "Korra!" Bolin shouted starting after her. She turned to everyone and her eyes narrowed.
"I'm leaving. I can't stay here right now." She blurted turning towards the door. Bolin took a step towards her as he whimpered quietly.
"Don't try to follow me." She barked before storming out the door. Everyone turned to Mako who was exiting her room.
"You see what you do!" Bolin hissed at his brother.
Korra ran towards the bay and fell to her knees. Tears ran down her face as she stared at the statue of Aang.
"Why? Why me? The cycle messed up or something. I'm weak and worthless." She sobbed.
Korra removed the bindings on her wrists exposing the cuts Amon had made earlier. She walked towards the sea and plunged her hands into the salty water. Screams of pain emerged from her as the salt came in contact with her open wounds. The sound of thunder covered up the sounds of her screams. She removed her arms from the water and sat on the bay as rain poured down. Flashes of scenes from the night made her cringe. "I failed you. I failed everyone. I can still feel him." She thought to herself as she slowly removed a pocket knife. She put the knife to her wrist before yanking and cutting her skin. Blood dripped into the water as she repeated the same actions over and over on her right arm. The knife slipped from her fingers as she realized what she had just done. Hot tears spilled from her eyes as the sea water brushed up against the newly made cuts. She stood up and cleaned the knife and her arm before putting her arms wraps back on hiding the large gashes on her arm. "I better go back home." She thought to herself as she stood up.
Korra realized that she felt some what better as she walked home and though about making cutting a regular routine. When she got to the door of her room she heard an evil laugh.
"No, no, no." She though to herself trying to quickly open her door.
"I never said I was done with you." The voice insisted. Memories began to flood Korra's brain. She put her hands to her head covering her ears.
"No! Go away! Get out of my head!" She screamed.
"Korra are you ok? Korra?" Yelled a voice from down the hall. Hands grabbed her arms and she desperately pushed them away.
"Get away from me! Please no! Amon please!" Korra begged as she covered her eyes.
"Korra I'm not Amon. It is Mako." Mako murmured pulling her close to him. She stopped resisting and gave in to his bear hug. His warmth radiated through her body making her feel safe.
"Mako, I was so scared. More scared than when Amon ambushed me at Aang's statue. I feel so used. I feel like I failed as an avatar." Korra sobbed into his chest.
"Shh. It's okay Korra you are safe now." He whispered while stroking her head. They talked for a couple hours in his room before she fell asleep snuggled up against him.
