SAUDADE, neteyam ✓

seven.

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hab • bro • mania
noun
delusions of happiness

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THE GUILTY WALKS as the three teenagers headed into the hut, anger seething through Jake they disobeyed him again why can't they ever listen to him? It bounced around his head as the older man tried to keep himself calm, it not working as he glared at his kids.

"What was the one thing I asked? The one thing!" Jake asked his kids who were bloody and bruised from the fighting looking not as bad as the others they fought.

"Stay out of trouble," they all said sighing a little, "stay out of trouble right," he said back to the guilty looking teenagers, embarrassed by the yelling.

"It was my fault," Neteyam came for Lo'ak to save him while Elyä watched her eye a little starting to get purple and yellow and three long deep scratches in her arm bleeding, the guys definitely got a little on her as she beat his ass.

"I don't think so, you've gotta stop taking the heat for this knucklehead," Jake spat staring at his youngest son who acted a lot like him, it freaked him out.

"Look dad. Ao'nung was picking on Kiri," Lo'ak said tired of being yelled at like he was everyday, "Called her a freak."

"Go apologize to Ao'nung," Jake commanded to his son who looked at him with a fierce glare that nearly matched his own, why did he have to be like him? The questions continued to swarm his head like bees constantly asking and asking.

Elyä and Neteyam looked at each other all bloodied and close to laughing, this situation was funny so what if they fought? It's not like they are dying anytime soon? Or were they? They never knew they lived for the thrill.

"What?" Lo'ak asked his dad lost on why he had to apologize, what he did was not wrong.

"He's the chiefs son. Do you understand?" The angered father asked his sons glancing at the girl who was just awkwardly stood there embarrassed, red seeping onto her hands as she held the wounds that will definitely will scar like the one over her eye.

Scars are meant to heal but the memories lie there forever, even if you try to forget them, like death you never forget.

"I don't care how you do it just go make peace," Jake sighed, these kids will be the death of him, "just go."

Lo'ak shook his head going to find Ao'nung and apologize not really wanting too but going anyways as to not cause more trouble.

Elyä stood not really moving from her spot as Neteyam walked halfway out the door but was stopped by his father, "hey, how did the other guys look like?" He asked knowing they probably looked terrible.

"Worse. A lot worse," he chuckled as his father nodded his kids were taught well.

Jake glanced at the carbon copy of Tsu'tey and A'kaya their deaths haunting him in her form, he can't disappoint them even in death.

"Get out of here," Jake commanded Neteyam softly knowing he'll get patched up soon by Elyä, Ronal or someone good with calming and pain, "what you still doing here Lyä?" Jake asked the girl who looked close to tears and really fragile like a porcelain doll.