Chapter 2

Forgot to mention, this is in Katara's POV lel.

Until the end of summer, no phone. No Jet. Grounded.

This is absolute torture. I have two days left of school and it's Monday. I live like 5 minutes away from my highschool, not that it matters. I haven't texted Jet in so long that he probably thinks I'm dead or he's going crazy without me.

I sit in my History class with nothing to do. School was almost over, and I figured I might as well ditch the last day. I walk up to my History teacher and ask if I can go to the nurse.

"Why do you need to go to the nurse?" He gives me a worried look. I've never used this tactic on him, so it was a good chance to use it.

"Well I have heavy cramps-" He cuts me off immediately with a "Just go" and I smirk to myself. I walk out of the class with my bag and end up leaving school and walking home.

I walk into my house and instantly run into my dad's room. I know he's at work and Sokka is probably in school doing remedial classes like the dumbass he is. I laugh to myself, I love my brother but he really is a big dummy.

I open his drawers and dig through his messy drawers. Nope, no phone here. I check his nightstand, closet, and look under the bed. No phone. Where could he have hidden it?. I check under his mattress and dig through the papers he had under there. Still no phone. I check his jars of rash cream, even where he hides our money to look for my phone but it still wasn't there. I head to the kitchen after I put his stuff back in place and use the house phone to call my phone. I would've used it to call people but I don't remember anyone's number. I should really start doing that just in case he takes my phone away again. The house phone rings 3 times before it's sent to voicemail and by that point I just give up.

Feeling defeated, I walk back to my room in hopes that my bad of Sour Patch Kids is still in my nightstand. I look and see my phone and a note on top of it.

Please behave. Love, Dad

Fuck yea. Dad's Father's Day gift just received an upgrade. I immediately call Jet but instantly get sent to voicemail which is odd because he isn't supposed to be at work until like 4 so he should be free right now. I attempt to send him a loving voicemail, telling him how much I miss and adore him but when I hear it again, it sounds really cringey. Oh well, he does love me after all. I have nothing else to do, so I just sleep for the rest of the day.

I wake up to my phone vibrating on my face, it's a text from Jet.

Jet: Babe it's hard to be with you if your dad keeps getting in between us.

I send back a what do you mean? And think for a second about our relationship. Jet and I have been a very on and off and on again type of relationship. I don't know if it even counts because he's never officially said we were dating. He shows he loves me sometimes and other times he just does a 180 and doesn't want to be with me. He'll come back if he ever leaves. He always does anyways. My phone vibrates and I see it's another text from Jet.

Jet: Are you gonna come to my party tomorrow?

I blankly stare at the screen. I really forgot about Jet's end of the school year rave. Everyone is invited, and as Jet's girlfriend it's important that I'm there too. I know my Dad isn't gonna let me go to this party. If he didn't let me go to that little get together last week, there is no way that he's gonna let me go to this huge party. He wasn't too happy seeing me trying to sneak out and Sokka was laughing at me the entire time for getting caught. I send him a definitely knowing I have a better chance at being the Avatar than being able to go to this party.

Tuesday night I lay in bed disappointed. My dad denied every beg I had done. Puppy eyes, Bargain, grovel, crying, guilt tripping, even comparing my grades to Sokka's. But to no avail.

"No, Katara. You're grounded until you can learn to respect me. I don't care how many times you beg. You need to learn."

I cry myself to sleep that night, knowing I can't be with Jet and he wasn't responding to any of my texts.

I wake up the next day and check my phone. Still not a single text from Jet. I send him some texts and still don't get a reply. The week goes by and it's Saturday. I still haven't gotten a text from Jet. If this was an official relationship, I would've already left him. I groan into my pillow and get up to brush my teeth.

I wish that there was some way I could just sleep until the first day of school. I hate school but this year Jet promised he's coming back to finish his senior year. I'd get to see him everyday. I smile to myself, thinking about my boyfriend.

Dad calls for me and Sokka to go to the kitchen for breakfast. I grab my phone and head to the kitchen. I fought with dad last night, so the kitchen atmosphere feels tense to me. We always fight and then act like nothing happened the next day. Either all parents are like that or that's all he knows how to do without ruining our relationship completely. My dad doesn't really punish me like other girls my age. I'm too old to get a spanking and all he does is yell. I feel like he doesn't hit me because I look like my mom when she was alive, and he loved her too much. Feels good not getting spanked. I hear my dad yelling to me from the kitchen and I instantly regret that thought. Getting hit would be way better than listening to him yell at 10 in the morning.

"Yes sir?" I walk into the kitchen and see Sokka eating a giant sandwich with just meat and bread. If you could even call it a sandwich and I chuckle.

"You left the living room light on last night and I know it was you because Sokka doesn't watch makeup tutorials on the TV". I shrug and then he continues "If you don't want me to make you pay some of the light bill, don't waste it."

"Okay" I say and he mixes the pot furiously. I sigh as he gets a bowl and pours the sea prune stew into it and hands it to me. I mumble a thanks and start digging in while he makes himself some coffee. I hear my phone start to ring on the counter and instantly run to it, bumping into my dad and spilling his coffee. I see the notification on my phone and it's from Jet.

"What the hell, Katara?" Dad tries to clean up the mess of coffee on the floor. "You almost made me drop my cup and fall over a text? Are you serious?" Well, someone's on their period today. I open the message and say sorry to my dad, not really paying attention.

Jet: Hey

My heart instantly throbs to that three letter word. It doesn't matter that it's short, but I haven't spoken to him for like a week and I really missed him. I text back a reply and press send. When I snap out of it, I notice my dad staring at me with an angry face.

"What's up?" I say.

He reaches out his hand and points to my phone. "Give me your phone"

"Huh? Uh no thanks" I instantly lock my phone just in case he tries to grab it out of my hand. There's a password and I doubt he knows it.

"Katara you DO know that you're grounded right? That means no parties, no friends, and no phone. I tried to give it back to be generous but you clearly don't respect me enough to enjoy that privilege" He turns his hand to his palm and waits for me to hand him my phone. I hear Sokka chuckle and it makes me want to chuck my phone at him. I figure the only way I can get out of this is to cry.

"Please don't take my phone dad. It's all I have" I hug my dad and he sighs, hugging me back. "I promise I'll be good just please don't take it" He sighs again and seems to have a soft look in his eyes again when we pull apart.

"Fine" he says and goes back to pouring another cup of coffee.

"Thanks dad" I say and go back to texting on my phone.

"You're still grounded" I shrug my shoulders

"Okay that's fine" It's not like I can't sneak out or something anyway.

After breakfast, Dad and Sokka go on a hunting trip. I stay at home on my phone, scrolling through Facebook. Jet's profile had been tagged in over a hundred new photos from another party the night before. I didn't get tagged obviously because I couldn't go.

I see a girl tag him and I instantly start to get a little jealous. It's a pretty girl, who's account name was Smellerbee. She looked like she could definitely be a model. I've never seen her before, so I click on her profile but it's private. Shit.

I go back to looking through the photos and see captions from Smellerbee that trigger me more and more. The party couldn't handle us so we got some alone time it was a picture of her and Jet side by side. At least they weren't touching eachother. I then see pictures of him with two ping pong balls in his hand and the caption: My balls teehee. That was the last straw, I Facetime Suki.

"Hey girl what's up?" Suki notices I don't pay attention to her hello and immediately continues "I'm guessing this is about that girl that was all up on Jet last night" My blood instantly boils.

"Suki, you knew about this but didn't bother to tell me? Are you serious?" Suki looks at me with a nervous face and a crooked smile.

"I didn't think it was anything important. She was on top of every guy she saw last night. Not just Jet." I rolled my eyes and just pushed it aside.

"The only way I'll forgive you is if you add this bitch as a friend and tell me if Jet has been saying anything in her profile." she sighs but then agrees, knowing I would do the same for her.

"Alright, call or text if you see anything I'll talk to you later" I hang up the facetime and now I only have two things that need to be done. I either wait for Suki to send me some shit or wait for Jet to reply to me. While waiting, I go outside and practice some waterbending in our backyard. I haven't trained in ages since my grandfather Pakku moved to New York with my grandmother. It felt good, being back in the water. I stop training and go back inside. I get a towel and dry off my hair.

I walk into my room and notice I had gotten a text from Jet.

Jet: I want to see you

Me: I wish, my dad should be back soon

Jet: Send me a pic

Me: That's not the same as seeing me.

I think about what I'm going to say, I can't get myself into a lovey dovey mood. I'm still mad at him after all.

Me: Speaking of which, who's Smellerbee? She keeps tagging you in posts on Facebook.

I put my phone down and go get a snack from the fridge. When I come back, I notice he hasn't texted me back.

Me: Jet? Are you there?

Jet: Waiting on the pic

I go to my photos and send him a recent selfie of me.

Jet: Hot, anything sexier?

Me: Maybe if you tell me who the fuck that girl is, I'd do it.

Jet: I promise it's nobody. I met her at a party and she doesn't mean anything to me, you do.

I send a selfie of myself making a cute face and he instantly texts me. This is the fastest he has ever replied to me.

Jet: Can I see one without the shirt? Please?

My blood starts pumping. No, ew no way am I doing that. Multiple persuasive texts later, I'm in my bathroom with my shirt off looking at myself in the mirror. I was in no way sexy and I started to feel like a clown. I hear my neighbor's dog start to bark while I'm still in the bathroom. I sigh, maybe Smellerbee already sent him a pic.

I push back my shoulders and pose in the sexiest way I could. I check myself in the mirror and hear the front door slam open. Shit, Dads home. He starts to call for me and I tell him I'm in the bathroom. I quickly take a pic, throw my shirt on, send the pic and open the bathroom door. My dad is staring back at me.

"Why did I hear your camera sound go off?" Fuck I'm so stupid.

"Uhhh I screenshot something?" My dad doesn't look convinced at all. He folds his arms and just when he was about to leave me be, my phone vibrated. Twice. Dad snatches the phone out of my hand, I look at his expression. He doesn't get mad or even look remotely angry. He starts crying. This is way worse than yelling or getting hit. He turns off my phone, and puts it in his pocket. His eyes still teary. I feel guilty, my mouth is closed shut and I can't say a thing. Not even an apology.

"I don't know what to do with you anymore Katara" my dad walks away and I just stand there disappointed at myself.

Author's Note: Well this was quite heavy and quite long lol. And now… For the reviews!

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