~K-Glacier~
"Yep, she sprained her hand" The paramedic tells Baatar as she bandages my hand.
"How long will it take to heal? She has a huge track met coming up." Jr. asks.
The woman checks my eyes with a tiny flashlight.
"It depends on how well she takes care of it, but usually four days." She replies.
I could care less about my stupid track met. The other school can take the stupid win. I no longer have the passion nor the energy to train anymore.
"Let me go find you something to drink. I'll be right back, don't go anywhere!" Jr. tells me before running off.
As I wait to be dismissed, I over hear the other paramedic talk to the bodyguard. Apparently I gave him a broken nose. Do I feel bad?
NO. He had it coming.
"Remember to take it easy. Luckily for you, your swelling is going down. That a good sign. It means your healing time will be cut shorter."
"Mmhm" Maroon 5 replies.
"Harmony do you understand me?" The paramedic stresses.
"Yes!" He replies.
Who's Harmony?
The paramedic hands him back his I.D and he walks off to attend to Yue. There is nothing wrong with her, she's just a little shaken up. Which would makes sense, given she started all of this.
A long strip of tape blocks us away from the public. They won't even let my father or the Beifong family come see me, which I'm sort of relived about. I don't want to talk to anyone or be here. But it's mandatory that all parties get checked.
"Hey." I call out to Kuvira, who just now exited from an ambulance.
From her facial expression, she doesn't look like she's in the mood to talk either. But she heads in my direction anyway.
"You okay?" She asks.
"Yeah. My hand hurts." I reply.
"Maybe if you used your hand for reasons other than hitting people, that wouldn't be the case."
"Trust me. I do more with my hands than that."
Kuvira scrunches up her face even though I didn't mean anything negative by it.
"I wanted to thank you. I know my actions today doesn't prove I'm a good person for your friend. But I really do love her."
Woah! Did I really just say love?
Kuvira looks at me with wide eyes causing me to panic.
"Umm, I just want to thank you. That's all." I reply quickly.
Instead of walking away like I hoped she would. She takes a seat in the empty chair across from me.
" You're one a kind, you know that?"
I guess.
"You don't have to prove anything to me. Your actions today were reckless, immature, selfish, and naive. Qualities, I already knew you had. I'm not going to sit here and tell you it's going to get better or anything, because it isn't. Especially if you continue doing whatever has you so angry.
If you do the same old things, you'll get the same old results. Me saying 'You know who's ' name isn't going to help you. Your family waiting to see you, aren't either. You have to own up to your mistakes and take responsibility .
Now that my friend is in your life, I can no longer root for your failure. So I'm not asking you to do better, you have no other choice but to do so.
My friend cares about you so much, I'm sure she would put herself in harms way just for you. Don't you ever provide another opportunity for her to feel obligated to save you again. You can destroy your own life, but don't you dare bring her down with you!"
What is she talking about?
I'm not destroying my life, I'm fixing it. I'm doing everything I wasn't doing before! I'm also getting more answers my way, than back in the past. Why would I change that?
"I'm doing all of this for her." I defend.
"How? If you call starting fights and shutting down balls, love? I don't think my friend wants that. I don't think anyone would."
"Like you said, I'm One of a Kind."
The girl smirks.
"Surprise me and prove me wrong for once, because I'm tired of being right about you."
I'm not battling myself, I'm completely chill. The moment you all stop focusing on my sanity, you'll be amazed at how well I'm functioning."
"Alright, Korra. Whatever you say."
She can laugh all she wants, but I know myself better than anyone. Today was just a setback on my road to recovery I'll get back on track.
Jr. comes back with my water, then hands one to Kuvira.
"Hey, Babe." Kuvira says, pulling Baatar into a kiss making him blush.
"Please tell me you didn't just do that because my mother is watching." Jr. replies between gritted teeth.
"Maybe."
~A-Sato~
After watching the video for a couple of times, I'm so relived that Kuvira stepped in when she did. I don't know what she said or did to get Korra to calm down, but I'm truly grateful. It's really out of my friend's character to do such a thing, especially given their relationship. Talk about a change of heart.
I was so pissed with my father, I had Maxwell pick me up. Even though my father told Max to take me home, I told him to take me to The Beifongs'. That just goes to show how strong Max and I's bond is.
From Kuvira's texts, things have calmed down. Everyone's inside the house except Mr. Glacier. Which leaves just the Beifongs, Korra, and Kuvira. With everything that happened today, I have no concerns on how Kuvira and Suyin are dealing with one another. At least today's event created a temporary peace between the two.
We pull up to the giant mansion, and I can't help but picture Korra running around on their giant lawn. I always wanted something like this.
A place I lived all my life. A place where I could reminisce just by looking at one object. A place I could call home, and it be exactly that.
I only lived in the Presidential Building for 4 years, there isn't much memories created there.
Before that, my father most of the time rented out places to stay in while he traveled. So in a way, even though Korra was a military brat, I traveled more than her. At least she was lucky enough to have stability.
"Miss. Sato, do you request I stay here?" Max asks.
"Umm.."
I didn't think we would have arrived so quickly. Also now thinking about it, is my presence here, appropriate? I mean. My father just sabotaged the people who live here. Sure, Kuvira's inside. But her relations with the family is nothing compared to what my father has done to them.
"Just a moment, Max. I have to look up something." I reply, trying to stall.
"Miss. Sato. I don't really voice my opinions on your ventures, but if you don't mind. I would like to offer my advice. Is that alright?" Max asks.
"Sure." I reply, still nervous.
"Lovely. If the girl inside this house means a lot to you, it shouldn't matter if you're put into an uncomfortable situation. Trust me, I wouldn't have drove you here if I didn't think you'll be safe. I'll wait here regardless, but I doubt you'll need me. But I know someone who might need you."
Max is right! What am I doing doubting myself? I know exactly what to do. I'm not my father, I won't cause this family anymore harm. I'm here to do the opposite. Which is be there for my girlfriend. If Korra can face her fears by shooting bullets, I can face mine!
I got this!
I take a deep breath, then open the car door.
"Thank you, Max. You aren't just a great listener, you're a great friend. "
"No problem, Kid. I like Korra, make sure she's alright."
"I will."
I walk up the stairs of the house, while giving myself a prep talk.
It's not a big deal, Asami. It's just 12am and you're asking to see your girlfriend. A girlfriend, no one knows about. It's all good in the neighborhood. Even though you choose the wrong one.
I opt for knocking on the door just in case anyone is asleep despite Kuvira telling me everyone's awake.
I'm nervous, don't judge me.
Not even a second passes, when I hear two people racing to the door. Once the door opens, I'm faced with two shirtless teen boys.
"Oh sweet! The president's daughter is here." Wing says.
"Hello, I'm sorry to bother you. Is Korra home?" I ask.
Both of the twins look at one another curious on why I would be asking for their friend.
"Ugh.. Yeahhh. Come on in." Wei states, opening the door wider.
"No. It's alright. I can wait here." I reply, already getting nervous again.
"Nonsense, come inside."
Not having the courage to protest, my feet starts walking for themselves.
Once I'm inside, all eyes are on me. Not even Kuvira or Baatar are in the living room like they said they would be.
"Miss Sato, what brings you here?" Mr. Beifong asks.
"Hello, Sir. I'm sorry to bother you and your family. I just wanted to check on Korra. "
Just like I expected, the family starts to look at one another curiously.
"Your father lied and now you want to clear your conscious? That's not going to happen. Once the opportunity presents itself, your father will the one exposed!" Opal says.
It's the anger talking, don't take it personal.
"Please don't be rude to our guest, Opal." Mrs. Beifong says, with a blanket over her shoulder.
She looks exhausted and I don't blame her. That woman been through a lot tonight. I'm surprised she's still up. I'm surprised everyone is still up, actually.
"Why should I give good hospitality to a traitor?" She replies.
"I'm not a traitor." I defend.
My response clearly surprises everyone.
I might as well continue, I did just call out someone in their own home.
"I also find it unfair how you're placing this whole situation all on me. I was just as clueless on my father's role in all of this as you were. Excuse me for calling you out in your own house, but I strongly disagree on what you think my role in all of this happens to be."
"You're not a traitor ?" She replies, getting up.
"No, I'm not."
"You're in some form. Given that you're here, and not with your own family." Opal replies.
This is why I never liked this girl. She knows nothing about me.
"OPAL SIT DOWN! THAT'S ENOUGH!" Mrs. Beifong orders.
"You're yelling at me? The person you should be screaming at, is Korra. She ruined everything today. But your stupid soft spot for her has you ignoring/condoning her behavior. What message are you getting across if you allow Asami to go see her? Korra doesn't need rewards, she needs help!"
The room is suddenly quiet all from Opal's outburst. I don't know this family's history, but I can sense tension. Not just from Opal, but between everyone. And judging from the nods/stares from the siblings, they're agreeing with their little sister. Not to mention, Mr. Beifong hardly wants to look at his wife. Maybe I'm not the only one with family drama.
The sound of the back door opening causes everyone to hide whatever emotions they were feeling previously.
"Everyone lets be civil." Mrs. Beifong states, getting an eye roll from her daughter in return.
Korra walks into the room and judging from her attire, she must had came from a walk. Unlike her and everyone in the room, I'm still wearing my gown from earlier.
"Hey." Korra says, while taking out one earbud.
I take a look at her arm, and see that her right hand is bandaged.
"What's that smell?" Huan asks.
"Outside." Korra replies unfazed.
"Oh my God! Are you okay?" I ask, rushing towards her to check her hand.
She has a huge track met coming up. Did she just blow her chances?
"Um, I'm fine." She replies, with a confused expression on her face.
Why is she looking at me like that? Is it bad that I'm concerned about her health?
Then it hits me, the Beifong family just witnessed our interaction.
I been taking L's all night, what's another added?
Mrs. Beifong clears her throat to break the awkward silence.
"Korra? Wouldnt you like to apology to Miss. Sato for preventing her closing speech?"
My girlfriend puts on a fake smile.
"Yes, Mrs. Beifong. It's the least I could do."
The Party Crasher takes out both her headphones now, then clears her throat.
"Asami, please forgive me. I know you probably worked so hard perfecting, what I believe would had been the speech of the century. Please accept my apology. I sometimes get confused with brawl and ball. They sound so similar."
I try not to smile at Korra's terrible apology, but how can I not? Especially when those ocean blue eyes of hers, are starring back at me.
"SEE MOM! Everything is a joke with her!" Opal whines.
"Opal, that's enough!" Mr. Beifong says.
Korra hardly looks at the family when she says, "Asami's staying the night."
Says who?
Opal is somewhat right. Korra needs time to process what happened today. A sleepover would damper that.
"No, it's fine. I can call Max to pick me up. I don't want to be any more of a burden." I reply, to the Beifong family.
"It's not a problem, come on." My girlfriend says, while pulling me up the stairs.
Did she really just invite me without permission? Shouldn't she be in trouble or something? What's going on? It's like she runs the house. Why didn't Opal protest about me staying over? She was so bold before.
Once we're upstairs, I see Kuvira watching Baatar play video games.
"Look who finally made it to the party." My friend says, getting up from the bed to greet me.
"Leave us alone." Korra replies, right before I could talk to my friend.
"Is this the thanks I get for saving your life?" Vira teases.
"I already thanked you once." My girlfriend defends.
"Wow! You got a special one, Sami." Kuvira replies, heading back to her original task.
At first I thought she was just being cold towards the Beifong family, but Kuvira too? I really need to get to the bottom of this.
Once we enter her room, my mouth drops. Her childhood room is very colorful. Even with a black, gray and yellow color scheme, it's colorful. She has so many posters, ranging from superheroes to rock bands on her wall. It's so trendy/adorable I almost ignore her letting go of my hand just to lock the door.
Why do I keep getting distracted? I need to focus on Korra!
"How are you?" I ask.
"I'm great now that you're here." She replies, pulling me into her.
Don't let her cuteness distract you from the real problems. Stay strong!
"I'm so glad you didn't change from your dress, you look wonderful."
"You hae been showering me with compliments all day."
" And all this time I thought I was starting trouble." She replies, leaning in for a kiss.
One kiss won't hurt.
Expecting for it to be just a little peck, I'm surprised that it's turns into something more. Despite her injured hand, she's doing a semi okay job conducting herself.
"How many girls did you bring into this room just to make out with?" I ask hoping to form some type of escape.
"None of them made it pass the Beifongs. I'm surprised you made it this far on your own. Speaking of far. Who said we were just going to make out?" She replies, moving us to her bed.
If I don't stop this before my head touches the pillow, I'm goner.
The moment my back hits the bed, I pull away. Not just because we need to stop. But because I need to breath too. Clearly my action was a mistake, because I left my guard down. A mistake. That caused my neck to be exposed, allowing her to start sucking it.
I keep replaying how cold she was to her family. In all fairness, the person who should be at fault is her. She may have gotten the confession from the princess, but that doesn't means her approach about it was right.
You can't just physically fight someone till you get what you want.
Due to her behavior, they had to shut the ball down completely. Which is a first in presidential ball history and Korra's acting as if she did nothing wrong. And by the way she's touching me, I might actually believe she didn't. That's why I need to get serious.
"Hey? Can we talk for a bit?" I ask.
"I'm tired of talking, I been doing that all day. Didn't you hear my speech? "
Yeah, and everyone saw your encore with Haru too!
"Yes. It really hit home." I reply sarcastically.
"That's what I'm trying to do if you'll stop interrupting." She replies, running her hand up my dress.
Okay!
"LISTEN TO ME!." I state, sitting up to lean my back against the wall.
"Fine. Whats up?" She asks, getting up from on top of me.
She did not just ask me 'What's Up'? Do we need a flashback of today's events?
"Well for starters your behavior.."
I lose my train of thought when I see her suddenly takes off her shirt.
That's so unfair. Her muscles are only bulging because she was in a fight. Also? Who takes off their shirt in the middle of an intervention? I need to let her know about her behavior. Especially since no one here seems to address it, judging from Opal's outburst.
"Sorry, I was getting kind of hot. You were saying?" She replies, innocently.
I can stop starring at the designer Calvin Klein signature on her bra.
Maybe the quicker I say what I need to say, the quicker I can have her.
"Korra your behavior today was unacceptable." I blurt out.
"How so?" She asks curiously.
Why does she keep acting like nothing happened?
"First off, you could had just walked away when Haru pushed you." I suggest.
"Are you fucking serious? He's lucky I didn't knock his ass out the moment he pushed me. Why are you taking his side?"
"I'm not. I'm just as upset with him, as you're."
"I understand you're upset, but In all honestly it should be vice versa. YOU didn't believe me when I told you Yue lied about my father. And YOU, didn't want to leave when I suggested we go. I think we both can agree we both were wrong."
She's right about all of that. But that doesn't explain her actions or justify them. At the end of the day you're held accountable for yourself. Just like my father will be.
"How was I supposed to know my father was lying or that you were planning to play Russian roulette with your fist? I know we talked about discussing how we feel to prevent these outburst of yours. But apart me thinks the same results would had happened without me dancing with Haru."
Judging from the video, which I watched many of times. The princess confessed and Korra still wanted revenge. There had to be more to the story.
"What's your point?" She asks scooting closer to me to touch my dress , causing me to slap her hand away.
I swear if she doesn't stop with these games.
"My point is, you had to know there was a chance your father could have been guilty. If that wasn't the case, why did you react the way you did if you knew all along he was innocent? You wanted to cause a scene today. Everything about you today screamed, problematic. From to your attire, speech, and the incident itself. Just admit it. There is more to this whole situation than Yue's confession."
My girlfriend looks at me with a clueless expression.
~K-Glacier~
I'm not a bad girlfriend, I'm listening to her concerns. However, it's rather difficult doing so, when the patterns on her dress are popping out at me. To be honest, I have no idea what's she's talking about. I got lost the moment she stopped talking about Haru.
But judging from her body language and tone, she seems to be making some valid points. If only I could really grasp them.
It's like she's talking, but it's not getting anywhere with me. But if you really think about it, I'm somewhere. So maybe that's why her wisdom isn't getting to me. She's there and I'm here. We're in the same room, but two different places. That's some trippy shit, right there.
I got to tell her.
"Sami, Babe." I say, as I reach out to touch the fabric once again.
"Korra. I'm. trying. to. have. a. serious. conversation. with. you! If you touch me one more time, your left hand is going to be sprained too!"
Why is she talking so slow?
I try to put on a straight face, but my body is so calm at the moment. I don't think my face can allow a serious one.
It just goes to show: We can't even take ourselves seriously. Life's crazy.
"Babe, I'm so high right now. Can you like...chill?" I say lowly.
"WHAT? You're under the influences, right now?"
From the look on her face, everything about it doesn't scream chill. Maybe I should had saved her a gram.
"Shhh, the walls are very thin here. And yes, I'm very much under the influence. Probably about 6 nuggets under."
"Oh this is just great! I'm dating a fighter, democrat, and pothead. Don't you know it's illegal here? How did you even get it?"
I start to look up at my ceiling.
"I'm no snitch. I don't smoke all the time, this was probably the first in months. It's just my hand been killing me and I wanted to take the edge off. It's not that big of a deal."
"It is a big deal! You can't just use a gateway drug as an escape."
Why would they call it a gateway drug, if you couldn't escape?
The only thing that's a gate, is this system. They want to keep us locked up. They don't want to see us win.
"You reap what you sow. You wanted to fight, you should face the consequences for it! You haven't received any punishment for your actions. Which explains why you're so nonchalant about this situation high or not."
Nah. I would have to blame the weed for my state of not caring right now.
I got my punishment. My father wouldn't even talk to me the whole car ride home. He even stayed in a hotel tonight. I disappointed him, and that hurts more than any time out. Well... not right now, but probably later.
I get up from the bed and head over to my closet.
"You are not going back outside." My girlfriend protests.
"I'm all out of weed. Why would I go back outside?" I reply, now looking through my drawer for some pajamas she can wear.
Unlike her stash of spare clothes, at least mines are practical enough to fit her.
"When you sober up, we're going to talk." She replies, taking the set of clothes from me.
"Don't get your hopes up, that could take till morning. Then bam! Back to reality we go." I reply.
"Korra. Everyone is in reality, but you!"
"NO! Reality is inside you." I reply, touching her heart.
Why does she doubt me so much? I have all her answers. You don't need explanations when everything is right in front of you.
"You're sleeping on the floor, I can't deal with you like this." She tells me, as she starts to change.
Some of the best ideas are found while sleeping on the ground. That's why they call it groundbreaking discoveries. The more you know.
"You're the one missing out, Sami-Bear. Who doesn't enjoy sleeping on top of a merry go round?"
Author's Note
Korra is dropping some mad facts XD. Sadly, she won't be able to hide in the morning.
:)
Thoughts are appreciated.