19-year-old Katara L'eau gets in a car crash that almost ended her life. Luckily enough, her best friend, Aang Ara, saved her life right before the car blew up.
Unluckily, she ends up in a coma for the most part of the next year. Aang won't leave he...
Warning! Contains: Swearing, Crying, Love, Hate, Mention of Rape, Tears, Sadness, Happiness, Oogie-Trigger, Jet, Abuse-ish, Violence-ish, Earthquake, etc, tell me what I missed.
(A/N: you guysss you made me cry last chapter 😭 I'm so so so so so so so so so so sorry, I can't even explain it. But it's better now than later, right?) (May 16th xx)
AANG'S POV:
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{TELL ME ITS NOT ADORABLE-}
I gently opened my eyes, instantly feeling pain to the end. It was sending a shock straight to my core. It was in my leg, though. It felt like I was dying, like my skin was being ripped apart.
I tried to get up and grasp it, but there was a body on my. And before I even had time to register that, they were hugging me. And when I took a breath, I smelled Katara's faint perfume mixed in with rain, dirt, and salt. Salt?
She kept crying into my chest for some reason. "Thank you, God," she kept whispering. "Thank you so much." I rubbed her back and even pecked her head once, but she wouldn't calm down. What happened to me? What happened to her? Is she ok?
Three minutes later, she finally choked out all her tears, and was laying next to me. I tangled our fingers and picked her chin up with the top of my head. Her eyes were all swollen and puffy, along with her lips. Her cheeks were red and her whole face was wet. Her whole head was a mess.
But this is probably the most beautiful I've ever seen her.
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{you get the point it's close enough}
Before I could register anything, I realised her lips were on mine. Holy shit, she's kissing me. This is really happening. It's been over a year since I've last kissed her. It felt... wait, she has a boyfriend! I widened my eyes and pulled off. You fucking idiot, she thinks you hate her now. Why would you do that?
"I- I'm sorry," she whispered, looking down. "I- I just thought... I'm sorry." My heart just shattered. My leg pain was insignificant to the pain my heart's feeling right now. No. Fuck Jet, I don't care if he shoots me again. I need her.
