Chapter 3

Author's Note: Thanks again for all the great reviews, really appreciate it, it's great to see my story get noticed by some people!
So the story continues after Korra finds her boyfriend having sex with another girl and things get a little bit crazy and fucked up. Beware this chapter gets a bit dark at the end.

Enjoy and I'll see you at the bottom of the page!

Recap: "Hey Noatak," I said while opening the door. ", your door was unlocked so I let myself in and –"

I stopped.

There he was.

My boyfriend.

In bed.

Kissing another girl.

Naked.

I snapped.

"What the fuck?!" That was all I could say, I couldn't – I just couldn't grip what was happening or what had happened before my eyes.

I could feel my tears getting ready to roll down my cheeks. I felt the same feeling swell up that had tormented me during my depression, that pit in your stomach you just cannot fill, the emptiness, no zest for life present. Those feeling were all too familiar.

I turned around and started running. I could hear Noatak cursing behind me.

As I made it through the front door, Noatak came running after me, shouting my name. He grabbed my wrist and I turned around and slapped him across the face as hard as I could.

"Don't you fucking touch me!" I shouted after hitting him.

He just stood there staring me in the eyes with a look on his face that I would never forget. His eyes showed barely any emotions. It just showed hate, pure hatred. I was terrified, I'd never seen this side of Noatak before.

He then did something, something I surely didn't see coming, he punched me. On my jaw. Hard.

As I fell down I could hear him say: "Fucking bitch!" Then my head hit the ground.

Luckily for me, my body landed in the soft grass. It didn't feel soft though. And the next thing he did felt even worse.

He kicked me twice while I was down with as much force as he could. Once in the chest and once in my abdomen.

I winced in pain.

"Stop, please." I managed to bring out while some blood was dripping from my lips.

He just stood there grinning.

"Pathetic whore. Go cry with your mother." He spat as he turned his back to me and started walking back to his front door.

I could feel the rage growing stronger inside of me. I felt the rage consume all of the pain that he caused a couple seconds ago.

I quickly got up and charged him. "Don't you dare talk about my mom!" I tackled him and he hit his face against the side of the door.

"Fuck!" He screamed. I could see his nose was bleeding. I grinned at this but it wasn't for long. As he turned around he still had that same look on his face, that terrifying look that would haunt me in my nightmares.

My grin quickly vanished. He calmly came at me as I was crawling backwards to get away for him.

"You're gonna regret that." He coldly said.

He easily caught up with me and picked me up by my collar, I tried to resist but it was hopeless, he was too strong. He brought me up to his face, looked me strait in the eye and did his stupid grin again. Then he threw me away as far as he could before getting on top of me.

I prepared myself for his fists by squeezing my eyes shut and making myself as small as possible.

His first punch landed strait on my nose, his second on my eye. Blood quickly came rushing out.

"Noatak, stop!" I heard a girl scream.

I still waited for his third punch to hit, luckily for me it never came. As I slowly opened my eyes I could see that the girl dressed in nothing but her bra and panties was obstructing Noatak from further punching me.

"Get of me, you slut!" He yelled as he hit the girl with the one elbow that was still free in her face. She stumbled and fell down a couple meters away from me.

He got off of me and then mockingly spat on me. "That'll teach you, I've been merciful today, next time you won't get so lucky." After that he went back inside to tend to his wounds.

I could taste the bittersweet blood mixed with my tears in my mount. The girl rushed over to me to help but I didn't want her help me.

"Are you okay? Oh my god I'm so sorry, he said he was single, the bastard said he was single, that he didn't have a girlfriend, how could I've been so stupid!"

But I didn't listen. I didn't care. I pushed her aside and I just started running while tears were streaming down my face.

I kept running and running, just like my tears.

How could he? I didn't understand. Why?

When I entered my house I ran straight up to my room. I could hear Naga following me up the stairs. I went through my bedroom and opened the door to my bathroom, I felt Naga jump against my leg. I couldn't even bear to look at her. She noticed why I was so upset and started howling. I patted her on her back. "Shhh, it's okay girl."

I took a look in the mirror. I looked horrible. There was blood all over my face. I could see another tear making its way down from the corner of my eye to the bottom of my face. I focused on the tear, it felt kinda nice actually, it felt soft like a tiny hand that caressed my cheek. I closed my eyes for a second and tried to piece together what the hell had happened earlier.

He had cheated on me, betrayed me, hit me and humiliated me.

I felt so helpless and afraid, I truly thought he was going to beat me to death. The way his eyes stared at me full with hatred.

I didn't know what to do next, call Asami, maybe? No, not yet, I don't want anybody to see me, not this way, not after what he did to me. All I want now is to go to sleep and die. There they were again, the suicidal thoughts. On top of that, all this commotion and these emotions that emerged today reminded me of my parents and the depression that followed after their death. I tried my best not to think about it, but Noatak didn't only weaken me physically but also mentally. All these emotional walls I had built over the past few months were broken down again in a matter of minutes. I felt like shit.

I picked up Naga and got into bed, she cuddled with me by rubbing her soft furry head against my arm. She knew how I felt, she was also once beaten and betrayed. I had found Naga a couple of years ago in my back yard eating out of my garbage bin, she was so scared and hurt that she didn't dare to get close to me. Her previous owners probably abused her. She would come and try to eat something out of my garbage bin almost every day and then one day when I had put a bowl outside with some water and something to eat she came to me and licked my hand, ever since we've been inseparable.

Even though it was only 5 o' clock, I felt really tired and wanted to sleep but I couldn't. Every thought, every memory of me and my parents kept appearing over and over in my mind. I kept crying the entire time. Finally I couldn't take it anymore, I got up and went into my bathroom again. I opened one of my little closets and took the pocket knife which I had used a couple of days before to open a bottle of wine to drink with Asami. But this time I had another intent for it. I opened the knife and took a close look at it. I could see my indistinct reflection in it. I took a deep breath and simultaneously put the knife to my wrist. This again.

Am I really going through with this? The doubt was setting in. Then I remembered Noatak's face, that awful look full of hatred and despise. I couldn't take it anymore.

As I exhaled I slowly pushed the knife deeper and deeper in my skin till I saw the red liquid pouring out a little bit. Why was I doing this, I had sworn to Asami I'd never do this again since last time she caught me. But right now it felt good, right even. It was relieving.

"No." I said out loud, I had to fight this, I couldn't let that bastard do this to me, that's what he would want.

I threw the knife away from me and headed back to bed. Naga was still sleeping on it, she looked so peaceful.

I crawled up beside her waiting for the sleep to come.

"Tomorrow's another day, I guess." I sighted as I drifted away to sleep.

And that is chapter 3!

Hope you enjoyed! The last bit of this chapter was a pain in the ass to write, I tried to empathize with someone who cuts himself but I couldn't imagine what kind of pain and hurt brings you to it so I don't know if it sounded natural to you guys or not.

As you might have noticed, I really got inspired by this story here on , It's called Last Night by maila08. I think she does an amazing job of incorporating her studies into her stories. s/8819691/1/Last-Night

Anyway, right now I'm going to bed because I've spend most of my day writing this and now my eyes are tired, so goodnight and stay awesome!

~ThreeToOne