Two weeks later…

Korra's POV

Life couldn't have gotten any more stressful. Doing a movie was never easy work, but when the director was a retarted moron it only made things worst. Also having to deal with a drunken boyfriend the night he returns who was trying to get you in bed was no walk in the park, which resulted in us getting in another fight.

I couldn't stand it anymore so just told him I wasn't dealing with him for the day. I still don't know why I was still dating him, but I think I put up with him since he was one of the few people I knew who knew the true me. Since I didn't know many people, I decided to go to the only other person in Hollywood who knew me. Not the true me, but he was the only person I had.

Mako

When I pulled up to his house I noticed there were more cars than I knew he owned. I got out of my car, and rang his doorbell. When the door finally opened, Mako was standing there with a confused look.

"Karina, what are you doing here?"

"I was in town, and I thought I'd drop in," I lied; I wasn't even convinced with my voice. I knew I could've done a much more convincing look.

"Ok, whatever. Come on in," he invited in a calm voice as he stepped to the side to allow me to pass through.

Once I was actually inside his house, I realized he had some guests in his living room. There were three people to be exact. I knew the one person, and that would be Asami Sato. We had done work in a movie together, but we never really talked that much. The other two guests were two men. The one was next to Asami on the couch, and then there was another man sitting in a recliner. The man in the recliner was intensely staring at me with his green eyes, and it was starting to creep me out.

"Karina, is that you?" Asami asked as she got up out of one of the guy's grasp, and walked up to me.

"Yeah, it's me. I was kind of bored so I decided to come here."

"Karina, you know Asami?" Mako asked me as he placed a hand on my shoulder from behind.

I turned my head so I could actually see him, wondering why he had a hand on my shoulder. "Yeah, I know her. I thought you would've seen our movie Courage. We worked together before, and I was actually kind of surprised the director got her to work on the movie with us. She had other work to do with her modeling career, and she was totally booked. Anyway, how do you two know each other?" I motioned between the two of them as I asked.

"We went to junior high and high school together. I guess I should introduce you to my other guests," he started as he walked me over to the couch to introduce me to the one guy with amber eyes. "Karina, this is General Iroh Castillo who is the captain of the marines. He is also a good friend of mine, and Asami's husband."

Iroh stood up, and he gave my hand a firm handshake while giving me an inviting smile. "Pleasure to meet such a beautiful actress my wife has gotten the chance to work with."

"Nice to meet you too, General Iroh," I told him before Mako dragged me over to see the other guy who was staring at me weirdly. Before Mako actually told me who he was, he leaned over, and whispered something in the guy's ear.

"Karina, this is my younger brother, Bolin. He's a personal trainer at the local gym, but he's friendly when he's out of the gym. His mouth can get him in trouble sometimes though." I looked over at Mako for a brief moment wondering why he was telling me about Bolin's mouth, but it really didn't matter.

"Hi," I greeted Bolin as I held my hand out to give him a handshake.

Instead, Bolin grabbed me, and spun me around in a circle. Then he gave me a huge bear hug. "Karina, it's nice to meet you! My brother and I both love your work."

"Well, thanks, but you're kind of hugging me too hard."

"Oh my bad," he apologized as he loosened his grip on me. "But yeah anyway, it's Bolin. I'm surprised my brother and you even talked to each other, let alone didn't kill each other. My brother is usually an ass around new people, and you can kick ass."

"Wow Bolin, it's like I'm not even in the room," Mako sarcastically spoke to him. "Now zip your mouth."

"Mako, I hate to intrude on your conversation with your brother, but may I borrow Karina for a while?" Asami questioned as she came in between the two brothers.

"Yeah, sure whatever." Mako waved me off while Asami escorted me to Mako's kitchen which was impressive for a man.

"So how's your life been going lately?" she asked as we took a seat a Mako's dining room table

"Pretty boring. Currently I'm doing a movie with a dumb ass director, and an immature actor. I also have a new movie I'm going to be working on soon, but it's nothing major. Can't really think of anything else," I answered while I took a seat next to her.

"Hmhmm. Ok, I'm just going to get to the point alright. Don't hurt him. He's a good friend of mine, and although he doesn't show his emotions, he's pretty much shattered on the inside."

I stared at her with confusion on my face wondering how my response ended up going to something about emotions. "What?"

"Mako."

"I still don't see how this concerns me, Asami." I was so confused. It was like we were speaking two different languages.

"Aren't you two dating or something?"

I swear if I had some water or something in my mouth I would've taken a spit take. She assumed we were dating. It was ridiculous that she was thinking that we were dating. Yes, I did like him, but we only just met two weeks earlier. I only dated people I knew for a while, but I guess that one night when we first met was just too tempting.

"No, absolutely not! We only just met a few weeks ago. I barely know him at all," I exclaimed, but then I remembered what she had said earlier. "Wait, what do you mean he's shattered on the inside?"

Asami leaned her elbows on the table, placing her hands over her mouth taking a few deep breaths before removing them from her mouth. "Karina, if he chooses to tell you about it then he will. Otherwise, I do not believe I should tell you. It is not you; it is just that he is not one for sharing personal information about his life."

When she explained to me about that I realized it sounded a lot like my story. I didn't know what happened in his past, but from what I remembered from when I researched him online, he had some dark past about something personal. I was thinking he did drugs or something illegal, which was definitely a big deal to me, but I was starting to think it was something about his family or something like that.

Whatever the case was, I wasn't going to push him about it or anything. I had a connection whatever his secret was, considering I was lying about pretty much everything about my life. At this point in my life I barely knew the true me. Karina had been invading my body for over five years, and Korra was just a small part of me that hadn't been active for years. Maybe Mako was going through something similar.

"I'm not one for butting into people's lives anyway. It's probably not that big of a deal anyway. We just met anyway, and I don't think we need to be revealing our most confidential secrets to each other." I chose the word "we" because I wasn't going to reveal my secrets to him either. As long as he wasn't a criminal or addicted drug user I didn't really care.

"Just remember what I told you, Karina," she warned me in one of those dramatic voices actors used in a dark scene. "Anyway, what brought you here to Mako's house anyway?"

I thought for a moment on how to approach the subject because Asami knew my boyfriend was sometimes an ass, but he was becoming more of an ass every day I was with him. "Umm…a dispute between my boyfriend and I." As I told her that I remembered the previous night and morning.

I was up late watching some of my old movies that I had a small role in. Naga was at my feet sleeping herself away while my brain wouldn't permit me to go to sleep since there was so much on my mind. In two short weeks my life had changed. My boyfriend was going to be returning to see me eventually any day, and my life seemed to keep running towards Mako. I didn't understand, I was so confused. Suddenly, there was a loud cracking noise.

"Korra, where the hell are you?" a familiar voice hollered. The voice also sounded drunk.

I didn't answer the person. Instead, I just sat quietly on the couch hoping he would leave me alone. No such thing though because he found me within seconds. He gripped my forearm, and shoved me against the wall. I tried to fight back, but I knew he was way stronger than me.

"You are such a naughty girl, Korra. Two weeks without your presence is just too much for me, baby." He licked up my collar bone trying to seduce me, but it just wasn't going to happen.

"Luke, you're drunk. Go home, and maybe I'll see you in the morning." I tried shoving him away, but he only tightened his grip on me.

"No I'm not going home because we are going to bed, and you're going to enjoy it."

He ended up carrying me upstairs, and shoving me roughly onto the bed. I attempted to escape from him, but he caught my foot, pinning me to the bed.

"Luke, get the hell off of me! Get the hell out of my house. We're over!" I don't know what overcame me, but I was kind of glad that finally came out of my mouth. Unfortunately, I saw his eyes darken, and a look of fury overcame his countenance.

He leaned in closer so I could feel and witness every little detail about his face. "We're not over until I say we're over, Korra. Unless you want me to tell the paparazzi about your completely different life. I bet you lying about something so simple in your life could be a huge downfall variable in your acting career. No one will hire you for anything. I could tell them you do drugs and smoke, and you bed a different man every single night. No one would believe you by then." My body was shaking by that point because I knew that he would really do that.

Thankfully, he left me in my bed claiming he was making me suffer by not having him near me, but I was jumping for joy that he wasn't with me. I don't know how I fell asleep, but I did eventually.

Morning came and things only got. I was in the kitchen when Luke came up behind me, and acted like nothing happened.

"Baby, I'm sorry. Let's just forget last night, ok?"

I turned around to him, and looked at him with disgust. "No way! I'm not dealing that, Luke. You threatened my career last night."

"I was drunk, I'm sorry."

I shook my head at him. He was not getting off the case that easily.

"No, I'm not going to forget last night. I'm going out for a while. You better be out of my house by the time I get back."

The past day had just been stressful for me. I didn't want to return back to my house to see the destruction, but I was going to have to go home eventually.

"Well, that's just what happens in relationships sometimes. It's all natural," she told me as what I excepted to be advice. "Anyway, let's go back to the guys out there."

For the next couple of hours, I stayed with Asami and the guys. We just talked about random things the whole time, and I didn't really understand half of it because it was probably about their lives. During the time though, I kept sneaking glances at Mako, trying to figure out what his secret was.

It was also a good time for me just to think about my life. At that moment my life felt actually normal, like we were all in high school talking about the highlights of our weekends. At my home, I felt like a puppet attached to strings, and I couldn't make my own decisions.

Eventually I left his house, but not without a goodbye to everyone. For everyone it was with a hug or handshake, but for Mako it was just a verbal goodbye. It made me feel like he was avoiding me for some reason.

Once I got home and on my living room couch, I realized I missed five texts. Three of which were from Tenzin telling me that I better have my ass ready for acting the next few days because they got the scene to perfection finally. The last two texts were from Luke.

Baby plez. Im goin' back to our hometown for a few days on the weekend. Plez come with me. I know u want to see Dakota and ur family as much as I do.

Plez I know we're not on best terms but if u want think of it as 2 friends visiting home. Plez come with me. I love you.

The truth was that I did want to see my best friend, and my family, but I didn't know if I could spend a few hours on a plane with Luke. My mind was thinking of all the possibilities, but when was I going to have the time to plan another trip back home for a few days?

I knew what I had to do to finally get away from him, and visit my family. I quickly texted him hoping it was the right choice.

Ok I'll go with you to CO.

Posted: February 2, 2013

I'm sorry it's been way over a month since I've updated. It was due to me being really lazy one again.

Anyway, please review, favorite, or follow. Takes like five seconds, and maybe I'll be inspired to crank out the next chapter in a week or two. See y'all through the screen:) And Happy Groundhog's Day!