Finally! Here it is! And for purposes unknown Teo can walk in this fic…it's a miracle!
Oh, and he's going to be OOC…sorry. There's a severe lack of men in Avatar…
Disclaimer: I do not own Avatar: The Last Airbender or The Cellblock Tango from the film Chicago.
Cellblock Tango
Chapter 7
My Story
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You pop that gum one more time!
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Single my ass.
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Ten times!
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Miert csukott Uncle Same bortonbe.
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Number seventeen-the spread eagle.
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Artistic differences.
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"Well it's your turn Ty Lee," Azula smashed the cigarette's head into the wall, "we told you our stories so spit yours out."
Ty Lee was cornered; Suki and Jin were standing at the entrance of her cell acting as bodyguards while Toph and Katara sat on either side of her. Katara putting a comforting hand on Ty Lee's leg. Mai was sitting in a corner, playing with a dull nail file and Azula was standing right in front of her, looking expectant.
"Okay, okay fine."
"Teo," Ty Lee's big brown eyes were looking at him, pouting slightly. She was sitting on a bed wearing a pink lingerie dress; her hair was slightly ruffled as well as the sheets. Anybody could look into the room and could tell a small roll in the hay had just happened.
The man before her was pulling on pants, a small cigarette hanging out the side of his mouth, "Yeah babe?" he said and the cigarette wiggled.
"Do you really think I'm gonna be a star?" Ty lee asked getting up from the bed and wrapping her arms around his.
Teo quickly shook out of her grasp and glared at her, "Do you want the truth?" Ty Lee nodded and Teo ground the cigarette into an ashtray, "I think you're a mediocre singer and will always just be a mechanic's wife."
"What?" Ty Lee was close to tears now, shaking slightly, "Why did you lie? You said that you could get me places."
Teo's glasses flashed as he looked at her, "I'd say anything to get a piece," he slapped her rear, "A piece of that."
By now Ty Lee was in tears and crying softly she only managed to blubber, "You lied."
Teo stopped getting ready and gave Ty Lee a cold look, "That's Chicago for you sweet cheeks." He tried to walk away but the click of gun followed by a bullet singing through the air stopped him dead.
"I cheated on my husband, killed someone" Ty Lee wiped away a few tears, "Just so I could be a singer." She burst into tears. But no comforting hand found her shoulder; all she could hear between her sobs was the slow walk of her fellow inmates as they left her cell. She kept crying, when the truth had finally left her lips she had felt a large weight lifted from her shoulders.
When the moon was high in the stars it peeked into Ty Lee's cell, illuminating her sleeping figure. Her breathing was deep and calm.
No nightmares haunted her mind anymore.
She was a murderess.
She was one of them.
She was guilty.
She was scum.
She was free.
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The End
A/N
This ending isn't really that great, but I liked it. And this is finally done.