A/N: Hi, everyone!
Here is the new chapter. I hope you didn't wait too long. To be honest, it was finished a little while ago but I chose to let a little time pass so that you have some kind of regularity. That way, you'll have the next chapter in a month at most and we'll see for the one after that.
Just to remind you: this chapter was supposed to be the end of the one before. They work like a pair. There is a little ellipse between the two though.
Also, many thanks to Freedom Phantom (FFnet) or Ani_Maamin (AO3) for the beta-reading and correcting weird, translated stuff!
Have a good read!
Asami was reading. She looked up at her daughter, who was leading her girlfriend to the door.
When Isolina had told them she was dating a girl, the green-eyed woman had been a little surprised. Not that she had any prejudices about who her daughter should go out with, it was just that if she had to rely on statistics, she would not have opted for that. But peoples were no statistics. And Isolina had always been curious about the relationship that united her mothers. So, Asami did not know whether she was still trying to understand by practice, or she was just playing, or she really meant to go out with girls. The three options did not really mean the same things. But she had let her do what she wanted and thought that only time would tell.
And now, time had passed, middle school was over, high school had started, and they were still together. Resisting school holidays was already a great test, especially at such a young age. And when she was saying "young", she was thinking especially of Isolina, who was just fourteen years old. Hence her problem.
She felt like it was getting a little more serious (or was she more and more worried?): they saw each other a little more regularly, spent a lot of time in each other's room, and Asami feared that there might not be the same kind of feelings between a fourteen-year-old and a fifteen or sixteen-year-old. She did not want to forbid Isolina to… have sex if she wanted to, but... could she not wait a little longer? It was like excessively early! Not that her daughter thought particularly about it, but she was not completely fooled either; she knew very well that curiosity awoke at these ages.
"Isolina? Come here, please," she intercepted her as she returned to her room.
The girl joined her mother and sat down in front of her while trying to guess what she wanted.
"How long have you been together with your girlfriend, remind me?"
"Uh... Something like three of four months, why?"
"And it's perfectly serious?"
"Why wouldn't it be?"
"Just like that."
"Okay. Well, you're done?"
"Not really. No."
She was on the defensive... How great... And the conversation had just begun. Asami already knew she was going to have a hard time. She put her hand on her daughter's and tried to be as sweet and understandable as possible:
"Look, I just want to make sure you're careful. People are not always understanding."
"Don't you think it's a bit late for that? Isn't that the kind of speech that happens at the beginning?"
"Maybe. But I didn't know if you were going to stay with her at the beginning or not."
Isolina giggled, pulling her hand away.
"Wait, you're not going to tell me that you out of all people are going to tell me about it being "just a phase", right?" she quipped.
"Oh, stop it, that's not what I said."
"It was what it meant."
"Well, even so, it happens to some people, it can happen to you too. Besides, I'm not telling you to go out with boys, I'm only telling you that since you grew up with Korra and I... it could have influenced you without meaning to."
"Yeah, and before you, I had other "normal" parents, if that's what you're trying to say. So, yes, I remember girls also date boys. I have an example on the street every day."
"Isolina, don't be like that."
"How do you want me to take it, really? My mother, who is married to my other mother, is trying to tell me to be "careful" concerning my own relationship with another girl. But just by being your daughter they were already making snarky comments! So what does it change?"
"They were?"
Isolina did not answer and crossed her arms over her chest, averting her gaze.
"Why didn't you tell me about it?" her mother asked.
"Because it's useless. These people are idiots."
"Do they also make snarky comments because of your relationship with Chitra?"
"Who cares…"
"Isolina... Do they make snarky comments?" she reiterated a little more severely.
"Cut it, why do you care? It's my life!"
"I'm your mother, I need to know."
"You're not my mother. You're my adoptive mother and I've never asked you to stick your nose in my business!"
"Isolina!"
The girl quickly fled, despite her mother calling her with a scolding voice, an angry tone she rarely took.
Asami sat down and tightened the grip on the book in her hands. She clenched her teeth and raged silently. She could be so unbearable sometimes! Sometimes, just like that, she would dig her heels in. And when she did, Asami knew there was something fishy going on and that was exactly why she did not want to talk about it and started to be irascible. And that was also why her mother got even more worried. But well, no need to talk to her for now...
"Did you know that it's at least the fourth time you read the same page?" Korra asked, after watching Asami silently for a few minutes without her noticing.
The green-eyed woman looked up at her, keeping her half-focused, half-irritated expression and frowning.
"What are you thinking about?"
"Your daughter," she answered coldly.
"My daughter? Okay... and what happened with my daughter?"
"Nothing, we had an argument."
"Seriously, when the two of you start… And what was it this time?"
"I just wanted to talk to her!"
"About?"
"Her relationship with Chitra."
"Oh no, I know where this is heading… Don't tell me you dared to do the same thing my dad did when we told him we were together?"
"Not exactly, I..."
"You did!"
"Oh, stop it, you know very well that it's normal to worry about these things when you're a parent! I just don't want her to be harassed because of that."
"Even if she was, what could you do beside support her? Kill all those who say something?"
"That could be one of the few ideas I would think of..."
"Yeah, sure. I'm sure that Isolina would be delighted to have one of her mothers in prison. Me too, I would be at peace for a while."
Asami responded to her teasing by punched lightly and Korra laughed.
"Well, then, you're fighting, because she has taken it badly—I assume," the blue-eyed woman said, "which, in my opinion, is still quite understandable. And now, you're both sulking, because…?"
"Well, because she doesn't want to talk to me and she is her room."
"Okay, what are you waiting for to go see her and apologize? You could talk more calmly after that."
"I don't see why I would do that or even what would even allow me to enter her room, because I'm apparently not her mother."
"Ouch... She said that?"
"That and that I shouldn't stick my nose in her business."
"Yes, well, for that part, she's not totally wrong..."
Asami glared at her.
"... but not entirely right either," Korra said. "Why did you even talk to her about that in the first place anyway? Their relationship is going well, she has never told us that she had problems with what others say or think, and... just why?"
"Let's say I started with this, but... it's just that their relationship is getting more serious than I thought it would, and I wonder how far they would go..."
"Are you talking about... sex?"
Asami nodded.
"Don't you think you're exaggerating a little here? She is fourteen years old!"
"And that's when we get that you lived in a remote corner of the world until you were 17, only busy with your Avatar duties."
"Hey! I wasn't such a lost cause!"
"Should we talk about your first time?"
"No, we won't talk about it, this argument is invalid."
"It is very valid on the contrary!"
Korra silenced her by kissing her. She dared to climb on the sofa on which Asami was lying to deepen the kiss.
"Why the hundreds of times I made love to you can't erase the first time?" she asked.
"Because you were adorable. An adorable disaster."
"Luckily I improved since then…"
Asami laughed.
"I do prefer when you don't threaten to kill me while having sex."
"I thought we agreed not to talk about it!"
Asami laughed again, unable to stop teasing her wife. She gave her a peck on the lips to attenuate her horrible betrayal.
"Don't you want to finish talking about our little puppy?" she suggested.
"Mmmm... I do... I guess... But it's a lot less funny..."
As an answer, Korra hummed. She leaned over Asami once more to kiss her heavily but sweetly.
"Do you really think you can take this away from her?" she finally uttered.
"Take what away?" the businesswoman asked, unable to follow the turn the conversation had taken.
Korra kissed her again, with a chaste but insistent kiss.
"Sweet lips."
She kissed her on the cheek.
"A soft skin."
Then she kissed her again, passing a hand behind her back under her clothes.
"A gentle warmth... A little love in short."
"It wasn't my attention," the businesswoman said.
"But if she took it badly, she thought you didn't trust her enough to have all this."
"Perhaps…"
"You still don't want to talk to her?"
"Even though I'm not mad at her anymore, she's still hurt me. And I'm not going to talk to her as long as she's pouting at me."
"Fine," Korra sighed. "I'll go see her..."
She kissed Asami on her forehead and went up to Isolina's room. She knocked lightly before entering. She found the girl sitting on her bed, looking at her purple bear she had since she was five years old. It was old and falling apart a little; she usually kept it as an old relic, but from time to time she took it out, taking refuge in another distant and quiet world to which no one had access.
"Hi, little puppy," Korra said as she entered.
"Hi," Isolina replied, emotionless.
"So... I've been told you had an argument with your mother?"
"Yeah, something like that..."
"She didn't want to hurt you, you know," she said, sitting down on the girl's bed.
"I know, I know. She's always like that, worrying about everything..."
"It's because she loves you."
"I know…"
"And I know it's sometimes a pain in the ass, I'm the first one to tell her."
"That's not even what the problem is!"
"What is it then?"
"I don't know..." Isolina replied, lamely.
Korra didn't answer immediately, observing her daughter's dismay. She looked like a little puppy who knew it had made a mistake and squeaked with its ears down... At least, if she felt guilty, they could fix things. Even if not knowing the heart of the problem was a little problematic...
"Don't you think you're a little hard on her?" she replied.
"I don't know…"
"You hurt her a bit, you know..."
"Yes, I realized it when I said it..." she sighed. "It just came out, I was angry."
"Well, and you didn't think about apologizing?"
"Later."
"Ok... you come downstairs to get something to eat?"
"Not tonight."
"Fine."
Korra proceeded going out and closing the door, when Isolina called her back:
"Mom!"
"Yes?"
"Is Mum still angry?"
"No, not really."
"I'll go talk to her earlier, then."
"I wanted to take Naga out for a walk, so you could take advantage of it."
"Ok, thank you."
—
Asami heard someone knock at the door of her room. Since Korra went out, she suspected Isolina to be this someone. She hesitated to raise her head from her book—which she hadn't read much of since the argument—and ended up looking at the door, seeing a small head appear behind it.
"Come in," she told her.
Isolina entered, then closed the door, looking at her feet.
"Did you want something?" Asami asked, pretending not to know why she was there.
"I'm sorry... about you not being my mother thing... I didn't think what I said."
"I know. And I'm sorry for making you angry. That's not what I wanted. I just wanted us to talk."
Isolina nodded, showing that she had understood. She looked up at her mother, who was looking at her with her soft, loving gaze. She was instantly relieved.
"Well, and will you be willing to talk to me now?" Asami asked.
"About Chitra again?" she growled.
"About Chitra again."
"What is there really to say?"
"Come and sit down."
Isolina sat down and Asami started playing with her hair, as she did when she was little. It didn't bother the girl. Actually, it even soothed her. She knew that was why her mother was doing it so that she would be more conciliatory, but who cares?
"They are damaged, you'll have to cut them," the green-eyed woman informed her.
"You could do it..."
"I'm not presumptuous enough to do this."
She let a moment pass, before resuming talking about what she really wanted to talk about during their dispute:
"I was talking to you about your relationship with Chitra, because you spend a lot of time together and she's a little older than you. I'm afraid you don't necessarily have the same desires... And I don't want you to find yourself in a situation you didn't want."
"Oh... you mean... that..."
"Yes, that... You talked about it?"
"She does, sometimes."
"And you don't?"
"Not... too much..." she hesitated, unable to really lie.
"You don't want to talk about it because I'm your mother?"
"Yeah... a little..."
"To be quite honest, if it's as serious as you said, necessarily at one time or another... But I find you a little young... You're in high school yes, but you still skipped two years."
"How old were you when..."
"17."
"And Mom?"
"21."
"21? But that's like… late!"
"Well, your mother has only had two relationships in her life... So, it's not as if they were many opportunities."
"But 21, that's when... you got together, right?"
"Yes."
"Oh. But hadn't she dated Mako before?"
"She did. But they didn't go that far."
"I find that weird."
"It's not that weird. You have to be comfortable with your partner. And Korra and Mako... it was rather stormy. The context didn't really help: Korra had to take care of the spirits and a war at that time, and she kept traveling. Anyway, I'm not sure she would be very happy to know that we're talking about her love and sex life behind her back."
Isolina nodded.
"And I also understand that you don't like that," Asami said. "But... just be careful? I know that if it's with a girl there is no risk for you to get pregnant but..."
"Mum!" the girl was offended.
"What? Hey, it does happen! And then, if one day you want to go out with a boy... Do you think it could happen one day?"
"Maybe…"
Asami made up her mind because of this "maybe". If she really was serious about Chitra, she would not have imagined anything else, she would have argued that she was the love of her life, or whatever you could say when you were deeply in love with someone. First loves often have this passionate and eternal aspect and that was not what she sensed when it came to her daughter.
Maybe it wasn't the first... Maybe she was curious... Yet she said the opposite. She was hiding something, but she didn't know exactly what. And she knew that she couldn't look deeper into it: she wouldn't learn anything more and would end up just set her daughter against her. So the best thing to do was to let her do what she wanted while watching from afar.
"Well... if it ever happens to you one day, please, be careful," she asked. "It's not bad if it happens, but you have to be ready to take care of the child afterwards. Got it?"
"Yes."
"Good."
She let go of her daughter's hair, freeing her from her grip. Isolina got up to leave the room.
"Isolina," Asami called her back.
The girl turned around, wondering what she wanted again, and hoping it was not about continuing the conversation.
"Come and hug me?"
"Muuuum," the blue-eyed girl growled.
"Please. For your old mother."
Isolina took a few steps back to hug her mother. Once she was settled peacefully against her shoulder, she uttered an imperceptible sigh of contentment, her body relaxed a little; yes, she was good.
Asami felt it, and she knew that deep down Isolina had nothing against cuddling and that she still liked having this closeness, this comfort that she had demanded so much when she was a child. She grumbled because of her age. It was a kind of adolescent pride and insolence but it didn't match her deep inner feeling: she felt good and safe in her mother's arms.
"It's not true, you're not old," Isolina said.
The green-eyed woman laughed.
"You grow up, I get old, it's the order of things. But, you're right, I'm not bedridden yet, so let's consider that I'm not very old."
At that moment, Korra arrived, smiling at the picture before her eyes. Apparently, they had reconciled...
"Oh, it's hugging time?" she asked. "Cool, can I join in?"
"Of course!" Asami said.
"No!" Isolina said at the same time.
But it was too late, the Avatar had taken her in her arms and she was stuck between her two mothers.
"Mum, Mom!" she snarled again.
The two women laughed and kissed her as the girl struggled against all these signs of affection.
"You're exaggerating!" she scolded.
"That way you won't forget that we love you," Korra justified.
"With all our heart," Asami added.
They smiled then and Isolina sighed.
"I know, I know. Can you let me go now?"
Finally, the two women let the teenager go, but she stopped on the doorstep, looking at them one last time.
"Mum, Mom?"
They turned around, slightly worried about the airy and timid nervousness in her voice.
"I love you too," Isolina said, smiling discreetly.
"This would be worth another hug!" Korra joked.
"No!" the girl exclaimed.
And she fled, hearing her mothers' laughs behind her. But deep down, she was smiling. She was smiling because they could say anything they wanted about her or her mothers, her family was great and she loved it.
What she didn't like, though, was all those trips that still happened from time to time. She was left alone then. Well, alone... She was still staying on Air Temple Island and it wasn't going to change anytime soon because now that she was with Chitra Asami was a little more reluctant to leave her alone at home.
But Isolina didn't care. She liked being on Air Temple Island. That way, she could stay with Reena, whom she didn't see as much as when they were very little. She missed it sometimes. But when she returned to the Temple, during those few days, everything was back the way it was before. Or almost. Regardless she was very happy in those moments, especially on weekends. No school, no idiots, no classmates or bothering teachers, just Reena and the people she had been with since childhood.
Actually, it was one of these moments: the week had just ended, and her mothers had been requisitioned. Korra had been optimistic and said that they would be back before the end of the weekend, Asami had contradicted her and instead bet that it would be for the beginning of the following week; Isolina trusted Asami's approximations more than Korra's: they were more often accurate.
As a result, very early on Saturday morning, she was taken to the Air Temple Island. She had been welcomed as if she had always lived there, as if she had only been on a journey for some time. Immediately, she joined Reena, who brightened with a smile when she saw her. She was with her sister. They seemed to debate the content of a lesson.
So, Isolina joined them and she learned from Lanying that Reena was supposed to explain her History of Nations lesson to her, but that she didn't manage it really well. So, she asked Isolina to help her.
"Hey!" Reena grumbled. "I was about to figure it out!"
"You suck in History... You forget everything the second you learn it," her sister said.
"That's not true!"
"Oh yes, it is," Isolina interjected.
"Traitor."
Lanying and Isolina shared an amused look, then they just ignored Reena as Isolina explained the lesson to her sister. The airbender grumbled again, but the two girls ignored her—secretly enjoying the fact that she was so irritated.
Hardly had Isolina finished her explanation that Reena took her to her room so that they could spend some time together, away from her sister and her brother.
"Are you sleeping here?" the airbender asked.
"Yes."
"How long?"
"Mom said one night, Mum more."
"So, more."
"Yes."
They laughed together. They were too used to it.
They spent some time sharing stories: what had happened to them at school, what had happened to their friends, teachers, and various rumors. Isolina generally avoided talking about Chitra. She didn't like it, and she had the vague feeling that Reena didn't like her anyway. So, no need to cause unnecessary discord.
Interrupting them, Lanying took part in their conversation.
"What are you talking about?" she said, settling on her sister's bed.
She was immediately jostled by her.
"Big girls' stuff. Go play somewhere else."
"Hey, it's not fair! I'm hardly any younger than Isolina and I can never participate in your conversations!"
"This is my room, my best friend, can't we be alone like two minutes?"
"You're always alone in this room to talk without me coming..."
"It doesn't concern you."
Reena finally pushed her sister out of the room.
"It sure hides something!" she says. "Are you sure she's just your best friend?"
"Don't be stupid."
"Who knows…"
"Isolina, tell her!" Reena called for help.
"Sorry to disappoint you, Lanying, but I already have someone," Isolina said with a faint wave of her hand and a slight smile.
"Which doesn't stop things from happening!"
"Oh, shut up and go out!"
Reena ended up putting her completely out and closing the door.
"You secretive little thing!" her sister shouted on the other side.
"Go away!"
When she was sure Lanying had left, she sat down on the bed next to her best friend with a long sigh.
"It would be nice if she stopped dropping hints, huh? It must be a little embarrassing for you, given that with Chitra..."
"Actually, I don't mind."
Reena raised a questioning eyebrow.
"She's not here as far as I know," Isolina merely replied, to justify.
"Uh... I know, but..."
"So, you were saying that you did put ink on the math teacher's chair?"
"Well, he was wearing black pants, so it wasn't very funny..."
Reena seemed to forget the rest of the sentence that she had not finished and continued the conversation that her sister had interrupted, as if nothing had happened.
She pretended she had forgotten, but not really. She had just learned to respect the limits that Isolina set. Besides, annoying Chitra—even if it was only in thought—pleased her far too much for her to continue the conversation. She found Isolina strange when it came to this girl, though... She couldn't help but think about it. But maybe it was just an impression. Or maybe love had that kind of effects. Not that she would know, she only had friends.
Finally, the subject wasn't brought back in their conversation, and so the day ended. It was time to go to bed. Isolina still slept with Reena, so they were still teased by Lanying (who definitely didn't get tired of it). So her big sister just ran after her and told her to stop, while Isolina laughed at their little quarrel.
Then, finally, they were alone. Although there was a second bed in the room, Isolina rarely, if ever, used it. Likewise, that night she slipped under the covers with Reena.
"Are you sure it's a good idea?" the latter asked, worried.
"Yes, why? It's... does it bother you?"
"Oh, no, no, not me!"
"What's the problem then?"
"Well, since Chitra..."
"Again?"
"What 'again?'?"
"Why do you care so much for her? I thought you didn't like her?"
"Yes, well, I don't like her! But since you go out with a girl and sleep with another girl, it's weird... no?"
"Again: she's not here, so don't worry, she won't be jealous or dump me because of that. Secondly, we've been doing this since we were very small... Then, if it bothers you because I'm going out with a girl and... you're scared..."
"Of course not! You're my best friend. I know you wouldn't do that."
"I know."
They stared at each other for a moment.
"Are you planning to sleep?" Isolina asked, a little amused.
"Wh... err... Yes!"
The young waterbender chuckled as the green-eyed girl slipped under the covers. Then, she joined her, resting her head on her shoulder and sighing imperceptibly.
"Good night, Reena."
"Good night, Isolina…"
They fell asleep quickly, at least as far as Reena was concerned. It took Isolina a little longer, but she eventually got swallowed by sleep too.
—
She was screaming. It hurt. So bad. Her back. It was as if they were cutting her flesh.
"No, stop! "
She prayed, begged, but nothing helped. Suddenly, the door opened abruptly. A blond little girl came into the room, looking defiant and brave.
"Leave her alone!"
"Kill her."
"Lochan, no!"
She reached for her, but it was too late, she was liquefying, a knife in her abdomen. She had disappeared, the sound of the knife echoed through the room.
"No!"
The whip slammed again.
—
A sudden breath. Isolina opened her eyes suddenly. Black, everything was black, totally black. Light. The moon. The moon was three-quarter illuminated, the stars shone in the dark night.
Oh, a nightmare. It was just a nightmare. She began to control her breathing, taking quick breaths of oxygen, closing her eyes and refocusing on herself as she had been taught. Soon enough, she calmed down, the ghost of pain she had on her back diminished, the pain in her heart however was a little longer to disappear.
She opened her eyes, looked around, remembering where she was. Her eyes fell on the person sleeping next to her. Reena... She watched her sleep, unable to discern anything other than her figure. She wondered if she had screamed in her sleep, if she had woken her up; it didn't look like it but it had happened many times. So, she wanted to check.
"Reena, are you sleeping?" she whispered.
No answer. Well, yes, she certainly was... She wasn't going to comfort her as before. But what was like before, really?
The blue-eyed girl sat up, supporting herself with her elbow. She looked at the sleeping figure of her best friend. She leaned a little on her, looking for her warmth and smell, her imperceptible support. She wanted to hug her, but she knew she was going to wake her up.
She felt her deep, steady breath playing with her hair, caressing her cheek, kissing hers... She was sleeping... If she only did it once, it wasn't so bad, was it? She was sleeping... She would never know it. After that, it would disappear.
Her pale hand floated over the sleeping girl's face, her fingers brushing against her lips... She was still sleeping.
"Please, don't wake up..." she begged, whispering.
Then she gently put her lips on hers, the contact making her inevitably sigh. Her heart was pounding painfully in her chest. It deafened her with terrible and unachievable claims, contradictory as well. She wanted Reena to wake up. She didn't want her to wake up. She wanted her to ask her what she was doing. She wanted her to never know. She wanted to tell her the truth, to lie to her.
However, she was still sleeping. Then, Isolina took back her initial position, contemplating her as she was caught in the nets of sleep.
Really, you… she thought.
Her hand, which had remained on Reena's cheek, slid down her neck, traced her collarbone, fell from that bone, to go lower, to further explore her skin.
"Why it couldn't be you?" she said to herself.
Suddenly, she froze as if a sudden realization hit her.
What am I doing? she thought.
She couldn't let her feelings anesthetize her. They were going to make her do anything! She was going to lose her. She couldn't lose her.
She removed her hand from Reena's skin, bitterly ashamed of what she was doing. Kissing and touching her while she was sleeping? Really, what was going on in her head? She couldn't do that to her. She would never do that to her.
Reena was right after all... Sleeping together was a bad idea from now on.
She got up then, took a few steps towards the other bed, slipping under the cold and so unwelcoming blankets. She hated that. But she had no choice. She knew that Reena would always consider her as her best friend. It would be no use to complicate things. She had to take even more distance.
"What are you doing?" a sleepy voice asked, making her jump.
"Nothing..." she lied, calmly. "I didn't want to wake you up..."
"Did you have a nightmare?"
"Yes... But it's nothing. I'm just going to sleep here."
"You're sure?"
"I am."
"All right... Okay... Good night..."
"You too…"
Reena got back to sleep quickly, while Isolina's heart was beating faster than ever. She almost was caught red-handed. She curled up in the blankets, clutching her pajamas at her chest as if she could pull out that heart that was hurting too much and making too much noise. She sighed.
She had to be careful. She would never know. One day, she wouldn't like her anymore. She was sure of it. She would do whatever it took for that.
Isolina walked. She stopped right in front of Chitra's locker behind her. She seemed to be looking for something inside.
"It's okay, we can do it," she told her.
The girl slowly took her head out of the locker and looked at Isolina with a frown, perplexed. What was she telling her? Like first thing in the morning? No 'Hey, hello, how are you?'?
She looked at her and noticed the proud, stubborn look she had, but her eyes betrayed her. There was a bit of agitation in them. Finally, after a few seconds, Chitra finally found the conversation she was referring to.
"Wait, how's that? Why so suddenly?"
"Why do you care? Is it yes or no?"
"Do you want to come to my house or...?"
"At your place, yes..."
"Um... Is there a particular moment that suits you?"
"Wait... my birthday. After my birthday."
"As you wish."
"You do remember the condition, right?"
"Yes, I promise you that I won't even try to touch it. Cross my heart and hope to die!"
She took a falsely solemn posture by saying that, one hand on the heart and the palm of the other hand up and clearly visible, while almost rolling her eyes.
"Good," she said.
She will never let anyone know, never anyone see. She wouldn't stand it. No, it didn't exist anymore.
Chitra looked at her strangely, raising an eyebrow. Then she shrugged and put her head back in her locker.
"You're really weird a girl..." she said.
Maybe... Maybe she was weird. Deep down, was it any important? People liked her anyway, right? That was enough for the friends... And Reena...
Anyway. Reena was her best friend, she had always accepted everything about her, even her quirks. If only... But no, she had to stop hoping to believe in it. It was impossible.
A/N: I hope you had fun! And also that it's a little but mysterious and interesting since I still have some little things to settle for Isolina. Thank you for reading! And it would be great if you left a review!
See you soon! (Or at least sooner than last time xD)
Lion
Answers reviews "guest":
GuestMcCarry:
Hey !
I'm glad you liked last chapter! Also, sorry if I didn't satisfy your curiosity. I guess I just felt like it was logical that they would be jailed forever. Like Zaheer x) I should make them meet and they'll die sooner :p
I hope you'll keep liking the way Reena and Isolina's relationship develops!
Thank you for your review and I'll see you later!
Guest-who-has-no-name-but-it's-a-shame:
Hey!
So… Hi, you who left such a positive and heart-warming review! I don't know what to say… I'm deeply moved you noticed all those things. Um, so, yeah, I'm still posting. I'll be posting until the end.
I like how you find this story realistic because I really try my best so that it looks like it!
I must say, I'm kinda proud about the story of P'li :D So, I'm really happy you liked it!
The hints were really hard. I was always afraid to say too much. Plus, the story wasn't really well planned, but I'm glad it looks like it x) I just like to make it coherent. Now, I'm actually curious where you saw the hints for the thunder and the ice wall… Either I don't remember (which really possible), or you're overestimating me (also quite possible). But the tree! Haha, gosh, you noticed the tree! You don't know how happy I am just because of that x) I had like this scene in chapter 23 and I was like "why the hell Isolina would climb a tree…" I'm glad it worked well for you! And also, you're like the first one who seem pleased with the relationships between Korra and Isolina and Asami and Isolina. I really wanted them to be both important, but as you say, they are very distinct. I'm glad you can see that this distinction is nothing bad but it's all the contrary.
Anyway, I really, really thank you so much! It was one of the most beautiful review I've ever had and it made me very happy. I hope you'll see this message and that I'll see you again!
Lion