Wanted to talk to a friend so I sent some texts. so far 0/2.
With every swing and miss I feel more alone, so idk if I wanna risk 3.
In case I seem too needy the last time I got to just talk to a friend was July 4th.
Obviously I’ve talked to a lot of other people and new people but it’s been crickets from anyone I’d consider a true friend.
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These Things I've Done - Part IIII
Part I Part II Part III Part V Part VI
Katara's hands clenched, her eyes still narrowed at the young airbender. Zuko knew how to control his inner fire. He's known for awhile now. But he knew that his control could only go so far, especially when he was angry. There were no excuses to make for Aang anymore. Nothing could excuse how he treated Katara and the rest of them today and if Aang was here to apologize, he wasn't sure he'd even stick around for it. Or if he'd believe it.
He was done.
"Don't you know how to knock? You can't just barge into people's rooms!" Katara yelled. Aang had the sense to look down in shame.
"I-I'm sorry, Katara. I just came in here to–"
"– call us monsters?" Zuko finished. "Oh wait, my father's a genocidal maniac so that makes me one too, right? I'm just waiting for the right time to kill you all without a moment's notice." The sarcasm didn't go unnoticed by Aang.
The Avatar held his arms to his sides to show that he was serious. He willed his hands to stay still and to keep from fidgeting. "Zuko, Katara," he said, looking them both in the eyes, "I'm sorry. So sorry."
"I was wrong about what I said, about all of it. I judged you based off of what I thought was right and that wasn't okay. I should have just listened."
"Also, you're free to date whomever you want, Katara. I'm sorry about that too."
Katara glared. "I know I'm allowed to date who I want. Do you?" Aang nodded quickly, not wanting to leave room for any doubt on their end.
Katara crossed her arms, not saying a word. Zuko stood next to her mimicking the same stance. Both of them were too angry to respond, too wounded. So Aang kept going, gulping as he tried to figure out how to proceed.
"I-I also talked to my past lives today. Um, they were the ones that persuaded me." Something in Aang's voice, the righteousness or the nonchalant way in which he spoke, annoyed Katara. She stood up suddenly, facing him with a look Aang couldn't read.
"Persuaded you? It took a bunch of dead people to knock some common sense into you?" She let out a bitter chuckle. "You are something else, I swear."
Aang opened his mouth, about to respond when—
"I have nothing more to say to you."
It was like the airbender got the wind knocked right out of him. His hands tingled in that feeling that told him to leave but he couldn't move, couldn't think. Couldn't feel. His eyes were blurry now. He wiped at them only to realize that he was crying.
Zuko sighed. "Look, we all talked while you were gone and decided that we'll continue to train you until the comet comes. Once the war is over and we handle whatever else we need to, you can do what you want. But don't expect friendship from us anymore."
In a moment of anger, Aang shouted, "Don't you think you're taking this too far? I already said I was sorry!"
Katara clenched her jaw, her eyes now focused on the angry expression on his face. Why was he upset? He was the one who fucked up! He's the one who judged her for the one thing she'd always wanted. He was supposed to be her friend, one of her best friends. But now his actions were proving anything but. If he was sorry—really sorry—he wouldn't have gotten mad. She wasn't just upset anymore, she was disappointed. She thought that maybe it was his age, but then she remembered that Toph was also his age and still didn't behave like that. So why was he the only one like this? Why did he have this sense of warped self-righteousness?
Katara glared. "You're angry?! Imagine how we feel, Aang! If you hadn't said what you did, you wouldn't even be in this position! You screwed that up! You screwed up our friendship, my trust, and any semblance of hope I had for you to grow up!"
"The first time I noticed your little snide comments was when we went to see Bato and you judged our diet and culture. I let it slide because you were a monk and a kid and maybe you didn't know any better. But this? This is a whole different situation. You've just dug your own grave, Aang. Now you lie in it!"
She stormed off, leaving the room in an uncomfortable silence as Aang faced an angry Zuko. The firebender noticed the water in the plants in the room were all dead, despite them being new. She was so upset that she was bending the water out of the plants. Unknowingly, he thought. And she liked them too, another thing Zuko added to Aang's tabs of misfortune.
A certain sadness enveloped Zuko's words. His voice laced with disdain. His voice was almost a whisper. "You know, Aang, when you told me that we could be friends that one time, this isn't what I had in mind." And with that, the oldest of the group left the room, leaving Aang to his thoughts. His past lives decided to make another reappearance in his mind.
"Thoughtless!"
"Fool!"
"Self-righteous child!"
And this time, he didn't argue with them.
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