𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐒

𝐮𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬

i'm so sorry this was delayed, but enjoy <3

𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐥𝐲......

cracking his knuckles he replied "I just want to have a little talk." and smirked as he made his way towards the room where the dangerous but unconscious woman resided.

𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲...

Making his way into the room, Aang pulled up a chair and just stared at Katara's motionless body waiting for her to wake up.

𝐊𝐀𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐀 𝐏𝐎𝐕

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I slowly started to open my eyes when I felt a lingering pain in the back of my head, slightly causing me to wince.

As my vision cleared up, I looked around my feet to see nothing familiar. Then I suddenly remembered what happened.

WTF I WAS KNOCKED OUT!!!

That explains the lingering pain in the back of my head. The person that knocked me out must've used the same technique I usually use.

Getting out of my thoughts, I started looking around once more. That is until my vision landed on someone in particular.

"Spirits, not this asshole again" I thought, rolling my eyes.

I immediately started glaring at him.

"Hey dolly~ got enough beauty rest?" he smirked.

I grit my teeth, "Why the hell am I here? Are you obsessed with me or something???"

He looked away from me for a second. It seemed like he was thinking until he responded, "No, just fascinated is all."

Noticing that he glanced away from me again I tried to get my hands free from the rope wrapped around my wrist. But that soon proved unsuccessful.That was until I remembered I had a small pocket knife in my pocket.

Slowly working the knife out of my pocket I started to slide it back and forth against the rope. And soon enough my wrists were free.

Once he moved his attention back towards me I brought my hands in front of me and rested my elbows on my knees.

He didn't seem to react fast but once he really noticed there was complete shock on his face.

I quickly stood up, grabbing his collar and pushed him back into the seat I formally sat in.

Tilting up his chin, I smirked into the charcoal eyes that could only stare back up at me with confusion but also with amusement?

"You wanted to have a conversation right~ Speak."

The man below could only smirk a bit more speaking, "Clearly, I underestimated your skills."

I scoff, "Obviously you did. Couldn't even bother checking me for a weapon! Are you that inexperienced with the way you kidnap people?"

"Ouch, no need to snap at me, doll~," He cooed slightly as I released his chin causing him to fall back into the chair.

"You're wasting my time here. I'll say it again, what the hell do you want from me?" I hissed as I put the pocket knife up to his chin.

"Fine, fine. So adamant on knowing. I wanted to get to know you."

Wanted to get to know me..? Is this guy for real right now..?

"What do you mean get to know me?" I responded, my voice slightly wavering but I still held my ground.

He laughed under his breath, "You see that manilla colored folder in the corner?"

I look up to see the folder he was speaking about, "Don't move or this knife will slide across your throat so quick you won't have the chance to mutter the words 'i'm sorry"

Grabbing the folder, I skimmed through the folder and was shocked with the discoveries.

"NOT ONLY DID YOU KIDNAP ME? BUT YOU STALKED ME BEFORE YOU DID IT!?" I exclaimed as I threw the folder in his lap, "I knew you were obsessed but that's just plain creepy!"

Sighing, he responded after the tension in the air quickly rose, "Listen. I just wanted to get to know the type of person you were. Not some everyday girl decides they wanted to do what you do in life."

"You have seen me around and vice-versa, I just wanted to know your past."

My past huh?

Well good luck with that.

"Listen stalker, you don't get to play 'nice guy' and figure out why I act the way I do and why I do the things I do. Things are confidential for a reason."

I twirl the knife back into my grip as I turn around, "Listen, I get that you're curious or whatever but I'm being serious."

"Pull a stunt like this again and my knife won't only be cutting that puny rope."

He scoffed, "Oh really now, that would be a shame but i'm a risk taker. But if it means so much to you i'll give you a ride home right now."

"Say less, Only I don't want you to give me a ride. I want a driver to escort me home."

"As you wish dolly."

Honestly what is up with that nickname???

𝙗𝙖𝙘𝙠 𝙖𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙖𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙩~

𝙖𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙 𝙢𝙞𝙙𝙣𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩

Katara soon arrived back at her apartment. She was honestly still pissed about the whole recent events. Her mocha skin slightly tinted red from her obvious irritation.

Feeling that she needed some relief she quickly stripped herself of her outside clothes to get ready for bed. But as she took off her jeans and checked the pockets she discovered a small piece of paper.

What the hell is this

Hesitantly unfolding the paper, digits appeared in what seemed to be a phone number.

"what- SERIOUSLY?!! When did he even have time to put this in my pocket!"

At this point she was fuming but decided she would just come back to it in the morning. She was exhausted and just needed rest.

Quickly finishing getting undone for the night, she laid in her bed and stared at the ceiling before slowly drifting off to sleep.

hey luvs sorry for the wait but hope you enjoyed. also just want to give a shout out to my twin

@-lushciousx for helping me out with this chapter, I really appreciate it.

until next time my luvs <3