not so fond

still not friends

Your father carried your nearly limp body to Mo'at and Jake carried Neteyam. Your dads heart beating erratically, looking down at your teary eyes. "i'm sorry, i'm sorry dad." You tried to mutter. Just at that exact moment his heart broke. You were the one who was hurt yet you were apologising to him. "Shhh shh Syulang,(flower) You have nothing to be sorry for shhh you're going to be okay." He jumbled trying to get you to the tent faster, kissing your head as tears began to stroll down his face onto your chest. Mo'at sat fixing up whatever medicine she had just laid out when Your father and Jake burst in carrying the two of you. Immediately the Tsahìks breath hitched in her throat as her eyes landed on Neteyams bloody face and your contorted arm. "My Eywa, what has happened!" She cried out falling to knees to gain easier access to her supplies. "Srung peyä rutxe." (please help her) Your father said trying to maintain composure as he laid you down infront of the healer. As he stepped back, from your peripheral vision you caught a glimpse of his arm that laid under your head. All of it dowsed in the sanguine fluid, masking his blue skin as if it was never even blue and had been red all along. There was so much, you didn't think there'd be that much. Your mother stumbled in soon after holding onto Neytiris arm to prevent herself from falling over. "Ta'achi, remove her from this place." Mo'at ordered understanding that your mothers hysterics could distract her from helping you.
"NEYTIRI OUT!" She yelled at her daughter who was trying to push past her mate to her son. "Se'ayla come." Your dad pleaded with your mother hesitantly not wanting to leave your side either. "My daughter, i cant lose oeyä ite (my daughter) Ta'achi i cannot." Your mother cried clawing at your fathers heavy arms that reluctantly pushed her out of the tent. "I know my love i know we will not lose her." His voice faded as he exited. Jake placed an arm around his mates torso hugging her from behind kissing her backhead as tears made their way down his worried face. He looked at his son who now laid face down his wounds glistening in the light given by the small fire in the corner of the tent. You were still aware of your surroundings hearing everything that was going on, your mothers cries and your fathers strained comfort he tried to provide to her. The pain of your arm now worse than ever, you could feel every single fibre stinging, twinging in ways it wasn't supposed to, as if to punish you. Your finger tips becoming hot and bothered feeling the blood slosh around trying to get in and around the bones that laid like a broken puzzle piece trapped within the skin of your arm. Neteyam laid still unconscious his mind trying to protect him from the severe pain he was in. The scratches on his back worse than you could imagine, the Thanator had really done damage. Tearing his back open to the point where flesh was visible and Mo'at could see the shifting of them whenever he was moved even the slightest amount. It was a gruesome sight. Tears rolled down the side of your eye falling to the ground, you wanted to scream in agony but your body was so weak and mind was foggy due to the blood loss. Soon your world went dark and the noises of Tsahìk shuffling around became muffled before stopping completely.

You woke up after what felt like a really long nap feeling the warm sun tickle your nose. Your eyes widened as the memories of what happened emerged causing you to try shoot up, as you did so the back of your head thumped, you could feel your heart beat in your head like a drum. "argh" you groaned catching the attention of your mother who sat a few feet away from you with kiri churning Yovo fruit, your favourite. "Y/N you are awake!" You heard your mother call out as she eagerly walked over to you tears already brimming her eye line. Kiri following close behind her tears already halfway down her face. You took a moment to take in their faces and let the blurriness disappear. As you saw the eye bags under your mothers eyes and the more worried than relaxed face of kiris, you began to cry. "TA'ACHI TA'- Kiri go get your parents!" Your mother told her before resuming to call for your father. Kiri obeyed quickly running out of the tent but not before looking back at you feeling her heart settle, her best friend was back. "Sa'nu (mother), i'm sorry." You cried again as she leaned in to kiss your head and rub your cheeks. "No my love i am sorry, i should've never let you go that day." That day? how long had it been you thought, in your peripheral vision you could see a bucket of water and a cloth that your mother would use to bathe you. Soon after your father came rushing in falling to his knees beside your bed. "Ma syulang (my flower) Oh my love, Thank you, Thank you great mother." He thanked looking upwards closing your soft hand in his graps. Tears continued to fall down your face, feeling as though you had let them down. You knew how they felt when they lost your brother and then you pulled shit like this nearly getting yourself killed. You should've stayed with Neteyam. "Neteyam, Oh Neteyam, is he okay, where is he?" You asked as your tears became sobs. Just as you did so Kiri entered with the rest of her family minus the eldest. "Y/N" Neytiri called out, your father making space for her to also kneel around your bed. Her arm extended touching your forehead kissing it looking at you with a look filled with love and gratefulness. Jakes large sigh of relief filled the room holding Lo'aks shoulders who cried tears of happiness knowing one of his closest friends would be with him tomorrow and the days to come. "Are you okay." Kiri asked moving to the other side of your bed scanning your body eyes landing on the bandage around your arm. You could only look at her head still pounding. Your pupils dilated, leaving only a skinny ring of yellow to be seen in your eyes. "Where is Sezan and Lorno." "Shhhh you must rest ma syulang." (My flower) Your father cooed as he placed a hand upon your abdomen which you were not aware you were tensing. Why wasn't anyone answering your questions? "You've been asleep for a while ma Y/N." Your mother voiced gently. Everyone's eyes now lied upon you. "It's been 3 weeks and 6 days." Lo'ak chimed breaking the silence. "Nearly a month." Kiri added on still crouched down beside you but looking at her brother with furrowed brows. They shared concerned looks between the two of them thinking about their older brother who still hadn't awoken with the time that had past. "Y/N..." Jake paused, "Keep resting, that is all that is important at the moment. We love you, all of us." Another tear caressed your cheek, you hated crying infront of everyone like this so you closed your eyes hoping they would go away. The sullys gave eachother concerning looks that voiced the feeling they should leave, leave you alone with your parents. As they cleared the room you noticed the large amounts of gifts placed in the corner of the room from other members of the clan who had gifted these to you and your family for when you would wake. Once it was only the 3 of you your mother got up to fetch you a bowl of water assuming you must've been thirsty. "oh" she muttered before getting up to do so.