Adora was soaked from running through the rain but she didn't care. She couldn't feel anything except for absolute rage. Her jeans were stuck tight to her legs, her hair matted down around her face. She hoped she looked as angry as felt. Catra's line played over and over in her head and she had tried and failed to let it go. She marched up to Catra's front door, curtesy of poor Bow who didn't understand the implications of sharing Catra's address. Adora banged loudly on the door.

"Catra!" She yelled. She banged again, trying to keep herself under the porch and out of the storm 3 feet away from her. She couldn't believe this was how the night ended up. Just 3 hour earlier she had taken Bow up on his offer to come see The Fright Zone on their usual Thursday night gig. She had tried to dress up for this one and wore heeled booties and tight jeans and her hair down for once in her life. She felt good and pretty and had been excited about the evening.

Drinks had been flowing all night but Adora tried to keep herself limited. She had unfortunately still not recovered from Sunday. That plus remembering the last Friday she worked after a night at Etheria. She shuddered at the thought. Even still, she was determined to have a fun time.

When the show started, Adora had made herself a part of the crowd and found her energy unmatched. She was a friend, a fan, and a little tipsy which made her feel on top of the world. Catra had emerged and Adora roared for her, seeing Catra blush at the attention. She looked amazing per usual. Scorpia stepped out in front of her and made eye contact with Adora who swiftly looked away. Scorpia looked nervous but seemed to take an internal breath. Catra grabbed her mic first. "What's up kittens?" The crowd cheered and Catra giggled. Adora cheered the loudest.

The Fright Zone played a few songs Adora already knew, and she was happy for a chance to sing along to them. Despite the fact that Adora had never been a part of The Fright Zone, she used to sing with Catra and Bow when they had hungout back in high school and even helped write some of their first songs. She was a surprisingly good singer and for a brief moment, she pictured it was her at that microphone and not Scorpia. She shook her head. Not a regret worth exploring right now.

By the time they got to their new song, Adora had forgotten why she had come here. To see the band, of course, but also because she had wanted to hear this. Adora knew some of the songs were about her but she was okay with it overall because she understood where those feelings were coming from. This one, though. This was a new song. And a part of Adora had hoped that maybe, just maybe, Catra didn't hate her anymore.

The song was titled, Howl, and Adora held her breath as Scorpia started singing, "I walked up to your house in the dark moonlight, held your hand in mind, and said oh dear it's time and then I howled. Oh yeah, baby I howled...Caught you in the rain as I held my breath, waited for you to whisper back but then my mind went black and you left me, fighting back in the worst way."

Catra joined in now, as Lonnie started adding soft howls to the beat, "So go ahead and leave again, I ain't the girl you know, I'm in the wolfpack now... Getting howls from a true match."

The crowd was eating it up, bopping to the beat and having a time. Adora felt her stomach sink. This was not a redemption song.

"and oh oh ohhh I howl." The crowd howled back. "Oh yeah baby howllll."

"You were never one to stick with the crowd, got your head to high and your ego loud. I stood on that cliff, with my pack intact, while you clung and yelled, from the edge you were trapped," Scorpia continued.

"When the wolf bites don't be afraid. No more could or would, you deserve that wreck of a bomb you withstood," Catra sang alongside, going into the chorus again and then singing a line that stopped Adora from listening further. "and if the night gets too dark for you, if you find a hand slipping, and a lack of what's true, just know, baby, that was entirely you. Just a self-made wolf meal ready to chew, no redemption arc for you."

The music seemed to tune out for Adora as she walked outside of the bar and took a deep breath. She felt nauseous. She bent over trying to catch her breath and grabbing for her knees. She knew Catra was mad at her, but she never imagined someone she held so dear could talk about her so harshly. She felt her eyes welling up with tears and quickly brushed them away. It was starting to rain but Adora couldn't bring herself to go back inside. She felt her lip trembling and moved away from the door as a group of drunk 20-somethings walked past her to enter the bar.

With nowhere to go Adora walked, hugging herself close. She assumed it was colder out than she felt but the only sensation she could feel was numb. She walked and walked, letting that numbness turn to sadness, sadness at the loss of something that could've been great. Something that was her fault. She kept walking. She had apologized. She had returned. Made an effort. She still was making an effort.

As she walked that anger in her stomach to something else. Something that lit a fire in her. Rage. Adora let it ruminate in her mind. The more she thought about it the angrier she got. She could feel her hands forming fists at her side. Who did Catra think she was? Adora thought about calling her. No, she had a better idea. It took less than a minute to get Catra's address from Bow, poor unfortunate naïve Bow who should not have given her Catra's address.

She thought they would probably still be at the bar but checked the time to discover she had been walking for almost an hour. Adora laughed. She thought about just going home with the potential to calm down and talk to Catra another day. Then again, why not now? She had courage now that she hadn't felt before. A courage of beer and anger and years of time apart all building in her system. She took a deep breath, bucked up, and continued walking. Which was how, just after 12:30 in the morning, Adora found herself soaked to the bone, pounding loudly on Catra's door. Catra answered.

"Adora?" Catra asked, looking exhausted and surprised when she opened the door. She was still dressed from the show and must have just gotten home.

"Hi," Adora said simply, feeling her hands clenching at her side, her lungs still out of air.

"What are you... how did you know..," Catra looked confused, starting and stopping her questions, but Adora cut her off.

"Don't worry about it, I'm leaving. I only stopped by to tell you that what you did tonight really sucked. I came to support you, but you just can't let any of this go, can you?" Adora could feel the tears welling up again and tried to push them down. She wasn't going to breakdown here. "You know what? I've apologized. I am trying here but you fucked up too," Adora could feel her voice raising and stopped to take a breath, staring at Catra.

Catra said nothing. She just looked dumbfounded at Adora. "Listen, I don't think.."

"Please let me finish," Adora continued sternly.

"You stopped talking," Catra pointed out but Adora made a sound of annoyance and Catra stopped, placing her hand on her hip and allowing Adora to continue.

"I know that I left but you knew that I was leaving. For months, I had been planning my move and you knew how important it was to me. I was leaving the next day, Catra! And then you decide to my door and, and," Adora was crying. She could feel them already falling down her cheeks and wondered how long they had been there, "And when you told me you loved me..."

Catra looked up at her, terrified.

"Adora, no," Catra shook as she spoke, and she peered behind her. Adora was breathing hard, so focused on the getting through this.

"It wasn't fair. I couldn't stay here. I didn't know and I'm sorry. So, you know what? You just keep writing all the mean songs you want about me. We both know that this is not just about me," Adora felt empowered, strong. She stared at Catra, who was watching her sadly. Someone had moved behind Catra and Adora sucked in a breath as Scorpia's face appeared behind Catra's.

"Oh, I," Adora stammered, all the anger draining out of her as her stomach dropped. She hadn't thought about Scorpia. Catra looked devastated.

"I'm so sorry," Adora said, stepping back from the doorway. Catra said nothing, just watched her, opening and closing her mouth in shock. Adora didn't wait for a response as she continued to back away from the pair. She whispered, "I'm so so sorry" more to herself than to anyone else. She didn't wait for them to respond before turning on her heels and walking quickly away from them, rubbing her hands on her face. When she was far enough from the house, she sat herself on the wet curb and burst into tears. She craddled her wet knees and felt herself shivering. Shakily, she called Bow.

"Adora? Are you okay?" She heard him ask sleepily from the other line. Adora tried to pull it together. "Yeah I'm fine," Adora started, and then she started crying again.

"On my way," Bow said simply. Adora nodded even though he couldn't see her. She looked back at Catra's apartment and hoped she hadn't entirely messed this up.

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