𝚔𝚎𝚎𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚎𝚜

𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚙 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚛

"Adora?" A weak voice gasped.

Adora turned and her eyes started to widen. Catra was just laying there, trying to breathe and her hand over her chest. Adora knelt down, covering her mouth in horror of this scene.

"I don't feel so good," Catra said, clutching her chest.

Catra was in this red room. It almost looked like a laboratory. Adora was on the other side of the wall from the room Catra was in. Catra's eyes were welling up with tears and she tried to gasp so hard for air.

"Catra! What's happening?!" Adora called out to her but Catra couldn't get her sentence out.

"This is what happens to people who fail to do one simple task for me." An ominous voice said from behind Adora.

Adora looked back in fright as she saw the evil Lord Hordak, standing before her and watching Catra slowly run out of air.

"Hordak, please, leave her alone! It's not her fault!" Adora yelled.

"Adora...I think I'm...I'm..." Catra breathed and slowly collapsed on the floor, taking her final breath.

"Catra!" Adora said, punching the wall, trying to break through. "Catra, please!"

"People like Catra need to prove themselves worthy of staying alive. If they fail orders that I sent out, I give them no second chances." Hordak said, leaving the room, leaving Adora crying for her friend.

The red faded away and Adora frantically ran over to Catra, kneeling down to the breathless body. Adora lifted her head and tried to listen to her heartbeat. Nothing...

"Catra? Catra, can you hear me?!" Adora sobbed. "Catra, please, don't leave like this! Not now!"

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Adora woke up and panted heavily. She felt beads of sweat run down her forehead as she ran her arm over her head.  Another nightmare. Her sixth nightmare in one month. Every day after she and the Princess Alliance fought the Horde, she would sometimes have these horrific dreams of something happening to Catra or her friends. 

She needed to stop this.

Why does she care about Catra? Didn't she make up her mind? Is there a reason why she was in there? Why did lost of her nightmares have her dying in them? When can she finally get a good night's sleep?

She made her choice. She didn't want to leave. She didn't want to go with her. She wanted to stay at the Fright Zone. She chose to stay there. But why did she care? She was the enemy.

But she was also still her childhood best friend. They spent every day together. They were inseparable growing up and now look what's happened to them. They were now fighting on different sides.

Adora laid on her bed, tossing and turning, thinking about that last battle they had with the Horde. She knew that this could go on for a long time. What did she do? What did Adora do to make Catra fight her like this? She needed to get her out of her head.

She just couldn't.

She kept remembering those times when she and Catra would sneak in the middle of the night to just go on the roof, stealing Kyle and Lonnie's food, times when they would make fun of Octavia, there were even times when they would make fun of Shadow Weaver.

The memories were slowly going through her head like a slideshow. She was right when she told Light Hope that Catra was in her head. I mean, this girl was her best friend since they were kids. She knew everything about her. But now, maybe she didn't know everything.

She thought she could turn her to the right side but she felt like she just pushed her even more into the dark side. Her brain was full to bursting. If she thought about Catra again, she felt like she was going to explode. She just needed to get her to of her head.

Just try not to think of her for a second.

Adora closed her eyes and emptied her mind. She inhaled and exhaled calmly. She just needed to clear her mind. She opened her eyes. It didn't work.

Adora remembered every phantasm with Catra. She would see her suffering and being tortured and she tried so hard to stop but even in her mind, she couldn't save her. She was always too late.

The blonde rubbed her fingers on her forehead and winced at the slight migraine she was having from all this thinking.

I know she's my foe but it's not like I'm in love with her?

Her eyes expanded. Was she in love with her? Is that why she kept thinking about her? Why she wanted so much so Catra to come with her and be with her in the Rebellion? Why did she keep waiting for her to join them?

No, no...I do love her.

"No, no. It can't be possible. She and I could never be together. We're on opposite sides of a battlefield." Adora whispered to herself. "That's it. From now on, I'll only try to ignore those feelings."

But what kind of love what she was feeling? During her time in the Rebellion, she's learned a lot of things. Love was one of them. Romantic love from Spinerella and Netossa, friendship love from Bow and Glimmer, self-love from Mermista and Seahawk, or love for the little things in life from Perfuma. But she just couldn't describe what kind of love she was feeling for Catra.

At some point, she loved her so much but at the same time, she wanted to strangle her for everything she's done to her friends. Her head was saying to forget about her. She's never going to join the right side. Her heart, however, was still encouraging her to try to get her back. She wanted her best friend back so much, it was insane.

She just needed Catra to stop appearing in her like this.

Why can't I stop thinking about her?

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A/N: oKAY.  i felt like that was alright for a start. that's all for today. i will try to post later today or early tomorrow.