This is just a quick monologue I thought of. Nothing too special, although I really felt inclined to share this with you guys! [:

Disclaimer: No part of Legend of Korra belongs to me.


Now it's different, isn't it? You can't imagine Mako making love to another woman. Learning that he's having an affair has completely destroyed you. The love that thrilled you fell apart. Your trust in the man you trusted most fell apart. It started a chain reaction. Your belief system fell apart. Your philosophy fell apart. The meaning of life fell apart. Your very own self fell apart into pieces. You panic, but no matter how hard you try, you can't put the pieces back together.

Every day, you ask yourself, "What's going on? What's going on?" "How can this be happening? How can this be happening?"

Every day, you recall every last detail of your lovemaking. Every position, every one of his caresses, every angle he twisted your body, every one of your cries of ecstasy, all your orgasmic pleas to stop.

And then the painful thoughts kick in. How can he do the same things with Korra? You imagine Mako going home to her, and right after she opens the door, how he pulls up her skirt, pulls down her panties, tells her to lift up her ass, all the things he liked to do to you. You imagine them fucking in the open, in tall grass, on the staircase of some building, in Mako's car randomly parked somewhere in Republic City. Or maybe Mako's driving and Korra's going up and down on his crotch. You imagine her groaning, panting, begging. You imagine him saying to her, "I fucking love you." "I want to fuck you to death."

All of those words which you thought he could only say to you. It's just as if the two of them are giving themselves to each other, falling asleep in each other's arms. All of this keeps playing in your mind. It's freaking you out. You're almost going insane. All day, day after day. Every day you cry so hard you can't sleep, and in the morning you wake up in complete shock. You sit up from a sleeping position. Your mouth is dry, you're desperately searching, but you don't know what you're looking for. Still, you understand very clearly that you're gone. You no longer exist.