Chapter Three
Nala's POV
My life took a drastic turn for the worse when I heard of Simba's death, I didn't talk to anyone, I cried myself to sleep, and I got into countless fights
I had never fought anyone before, I didn't even know how to, but the other cubs teased me constantly for being so torn up over Simba and I had to make them shut their mouths somehow.
"Look, there's tight lipped Nala." one of them teased me as I tried to sneak by. Hey, I didn't say they were good at teasing someone, I just said they were teasing me.
The other cub kept taunting me as I tried to walk away, "C'mon, say something for us you freak." he said
I stopped walking, already my body began to shake with a strange mixture of sadness and anger; I turned to face my antagoniser
"Oh look, she stopped for you Kalo, see if you can't get her to say something." one of the other three cubs observing nearby called to him
Kalo smiled, "Why won't you talk for us? you aren't bad to look at, we just want to see if you have a pretty voice." he said
I huffed a disgusted sigh at him
Kalo got about an inch from my face, "I know why you won't talk, you miss your boyfriend, poor little Nala misses her dead boyfriend." he said so the other cubs could join in on teasing me
I shook my head to stop from showing tears, why did they do this to me?
Kalo kept pressing and pressing, not caring in the least for how I felt, "Aww, little Nala gonna cry for us, c'mon you baby, why don't you show us some tears." he taunted cruelly
I sprang on him with a hellish scream, in a flash I had him pinned and was pounding his face in, the other cubs scattered at the sight of the fight breaking out.
Kalo was just trying to get away from me and my rage at this point, "Ow! stop! that hurts, let me go!" he shouted, in pain and shock from the ferocity of my strikes
I beat Kalo senseless, as I stood and began to walk away I turned back to his writhing form, "Shut your mouth next time." I said
Serafina's POV
Nala had got into another fight, this much was obvious, "Those cubs still teasing you dear?" I asked, hoping she would answer me
She merely nodded. I shook my head at he unwillingness to speak, "You've got a lot of dried blood on you this time dear, was it really that bad?" I asked, worried that she may have killed someone
She nodded again and laid down, looking out to the setting sun with a blank stare
Her antisocial behavior was starting to worry me, "Nala, honey, wouldn't you feel better if you talked about what's bothering you?" I asked, hopeful that she would open up to me
She looked over at me and appeared to consider it, but then she shook her head and turned away from me
I sighed, "Look, you will feel better if you just tell me, I promise."
Nala looked back over at me, "You wouldn't understand..." she muttered in a low voice, almost inaudible to me
I walked over to her, "I can try to." I said encouragingly
She closed her eyes tightly, "I never got a chance to say goodbye to him..." she said, clearly fighting back tears.
So she was this way over Simba, now it began to make a shred of sense, "I'm sure he knows that you meant to." I said in a soothing tone, trying to get her to calm down.
Nala shook her head, "No, I guarantee he thought I hated him in the end." she said, letting her tears flow unobstructed
I moved her close to me and patted her on the back reassuringly, "There there honey, the last thing he would've thought is that you hated him, you two were inseperable." I said
Nala's voice cracked, "You didn't hear the last conversation that we had mom, I basically told him that I hated him." she said
Oh dear, this is why she was so upset, "Nala..." I started
"And then I have to deal with those IDIOTS every single day!" she shouted,referring to the other cubs that teased her costantly
I had forgotten about the fight, "Nala, who did you beat up?" I asked, still concerned that she might have killed someone
"That jerk Kalo, I beat him until he cried, until I reduced him to what he makes me into every day!" she spat vehemently
I shook my head, "Nala, what has gotten into you?" I asked, her recent behavior was completely out of character for her and it worried me
Nala locked eyes with me, "I don't know mom, I don't know." she said
She was being truthful, I could tell she had no idea what was driving her to be so violent, "Well, hopefully you beat a lesson into Kalo that he wont soon forget and him and his gang will leave you alone from now on. Now let's wash his blood off of you" I said
"Yeah...Ok..." she said, laying down for her bath.
Simba's POV
I walked through what seemed to be an endless desert, I was still in disbelief over what had happened earlier that day, how could Dad be dead?
Hunger clawed at my stomach, "Mom would be back with the evening meal right about now." I said aloud to myself
Mom, boy was she gonna be furious with me when uncle Scar told her what I had done, all the more reason for me to keep running
At sunset, I came to the realization that I was still crying, I looked up to the stars, which had just begun to appear...
...and began crying again, my eyes burned from the lack of fluids, and I had a really bad headache
I didn't sleep that night, I just kept on walking, although my body now cried out for food, water and sleep, I didn't care. I just wanted to die
I fought away sleep for the majority of the next day, my eyelids feeling heavy, and on the second night, I couldn't help it, I flopped down and went to sleep.
I awoke to a sharp pain in my shoulder, I looked over to see a vulture picking at me, "Hey, I'm not food, leave me alone." I said in a blank sounding monotone
The vulture let out a sharp cry, then suddenly there were ten or twelve of them, they all began to peck at me with their sharp beaks.
I must've passed out at some point because the next thing I remember, I'm being splashed in the face with water
The cool liquid felt really good, I slowly opened my eyes
In front of me stood a meerkat and a warthog, "Are you ok kid?" the meerkat asked as I looked over to him
"I guess so." I replied in that flat, uninterested monotone.
"You nearly died." the warthog pointed out.
I sighed uncaringly, "Thanks for your help." I said as I turned and started to walk away
The duo cut me off quickly, "Kid what's eatin' ya?" the warthog asked
"Nothin' he's at the top of the food chain!" the meerkat joked, hysterically laughing at it.
I was in no mood to joke, I hung my head low. Why couldn't these two just let me die?
The meerkat stopped laughing at his joke, probably noticing that neither me or the warthog had joined him, "So, where you from?" he asked
"Nowhere." I replied
"Ah, your an outcast, that's great 'cause so are we." he said
"So what'd you do kid?" the warthog asked
I sighed, "Something terrible, and I don't want to talk about it." I said, the wounds were fresh enough as it was
"That's great, we don't wanna hear about it." the meerkat replied
The warthog huffed at the meerkat, "Anything we can do?" he asked, genuinely wanting to help me
I shook my head, "Not unless you can change the past." I said, still in that blank monotone
The warthog was really trying to cheer me up at this point, "Y'know kid, it's times like this that my buddy Timon here says 'you gotta put your behind... in your past." he said, clearly getting his words mixed up
The meerkat was quick to react to the warthog's mistake, "No no no, you ameteur, now lie down before you hurt yourself." he told him
The meerkat then turned to me and said, "It's 'You gotta put your past, behind you.' sometimes bad things happen, right?"
"Right." I agreed, not seeing where he was going with this
"Wrong! when the world turns it's back on you, you turn your back on the world."
I was confused by this, "Well that's not what I was taught." I said
"Well then maybe you need a new lesson, repeat after me: Hakuna Matata."
"Do what?" I asked
"Hakuna. Matata. It means no worries." the warthog explained
"Hakuna Matata, what a wonderful phrase..."
A/N: So Nala's an antisocial scrapper, and Simba's a suicidal basket case. how did I do guys?
Chapter four coming right quick!
Thanks for reading.