Forgive me: An Aonung story

Confessed feelings

"Aonung...I got betrothed when I was 12 to a boy I didn't even know existed. I spent everyday hating my life because I couldn't find love, or find someone that makes me feel happy. I..I don't know what it is I feel, but you made me happy and now I'm so confused" I say as I start to cry again "the boy I like.. or think I like hurt me..I don't understand" I spoke as I cried to the boy in front of me. He gently took my hand sitting us in the shallows of the water, he took me into his embrace, rocking me back and forth like he did yesterday trying to calm me down.

He gently stroked the hair away from my face as it stuck to my cheeks, "I don't understand Aonung. How I'm supposed to feel when I thought I liked you..I do like you. But you hurt me" I say as I covered my face with my hands, "I'm so confused" I choke on my words as I ball my eyes out into my hands.

Aonung carefully took hold of my hands as he pried them away from my face, gently cupping my cheeks with his hands as he wiped away my tears. "Look at me" he whispers to me, I slowly shake my head not wanting him to see my bright red eyes. "Please look at me" he says as he chokes on his words, as I look him in the eyes he gently wipes his thumb underneath, stopping the tear from falling. I lost my thoughts as I watched the boy in front of me shed a few tears.

"Nàlàni..words cannot describe how sorry I am. But what I can say is I would never hurt you again. Ever. Seeing you like this.. knowing I hit you.. that's the worst feeling I ever felt. I would never do it again. From now on I promise to give you your space." He said as he looked me deeply in the eyes, I slightly furrow my brows at his statement, "I don't want you to leave me alone.." I whisper to him.

"I have to Nàlàni, it'd be wrong of me when you're betrothed" he said, hurt lacing his voice as he stroked my cheek. "I'm not betrothed anymore.. my father wants me to be happy. He's letting me choose" I say as I lift my song chord up to show him. A small smile plastered on the boys face but it quickly faded as he was still unsure of what I wanted.

"I'm happy for you.." he whispers to me as he loosens his grip on me. "Aonung..I've never done this.." I say as I look to the floor, "it's not so hard, you find someone that makes you feel happy and when you do you'll know" he says encouragingly as he lowers his hands from my face. "You made me happy..Aonung I like you" I say as I flick my eyes back up to his, "Nàlàni. I- I" Aonung speaks as he stutters on his words.

"I like you too, so much. But I don't think I deserve you" he says as he brings a hand back up to my cheek. I gently shake my head at his words, "don't say that.." I say quietly. "I'll work for your forgiveness. I promise you Nàlàni" he says to me reassuringly, I wrap my arms tightly around his neck as I hug him. His hands soon find their way to my waist and my hair gently stroking it.

"I like your hair like this" he whispers to me as he pulls me away from his embrace, "you look beautiful." I smile at his words as I start fiddling with my hair feeling awkward. "Come" he says as he stands up extending his hand you to me.

I watch as he starts to call his Ilu over, then my eyes shot wide open, "Korra!" I shout to him as he looked at me confused. "When we were out in the reef the beast attacked her..I - I don't know if she's okay" I say worried, "what if I call..and she doesn't come" I say in panic as he gently holds onto my hand. "I'm right here. Call her" he says gently, I start to call for my Ilu..but nothing.

Aonung could obviously sense my panic, "it's okay, try again, a bit louder" he says with a reassuring smile. When I made my second call it took a while but Korra appeared by my side squeaking happily. "Korra are you okay?" I ask worried as I checked her all over, letting out a sigh when I can't see any bleeding. I wrapped my arms around her neck as I gave her a big hug.

The boy comes to my side as he gently places his hands on my waist lifting me onto Korra, I couldn't help the big blush forming on my cheeks. I tried to look away but he caught on, "what's wrong?" He asked me concerned, "Ronal..told me" I say as I look to my hands, "told you what?" He teased. "What that gesture means" I said back as I fiddled with my hands, "something wrong with it?" He questions teasing me still as I quickly shake my head he chuckles.