Chapter Seventy-Three: Until It's Too Late

"Even in my worst lies, you saw the truth in me. And I woke up just in time, now I wake up by your side: my one and only, my lifeline."

~Dress by Taylor Swift~

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Warnings: abuse, addiction, anxiety, biphobia/homophobia, depression, domestic violence, slight eating disorder, language, panic attacks, sexual harassment/assault/abuse, violence, and other mature themes

A/N: Another surprise update with surprises inside hehe.

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Robby's POV

"...I guess it's more just hoping Sam doesn't say anything about what she found out to anybody. Do you think she will?"

Zion's words of fear echo in my head all night. I finally decide to leave the house and head to Miyagi-Do on behalf of her. I need to make sure she's going to be safe.

I walk into the dojo and it feels so wrong to be back here. Everything has changed.

Sam stands across from me drinking her water. It's amazing how I feel no emotion for her anymore.

"Robby?!" she turns around and her eyes widen. She wasn't expecting me. "What... What are you doing here?"

"We need to talk," I tell her with anger in my voice.

"Okay, um, is everything all right?" Sam plays dumb.

"No, it's not."

"O-Okay?" she asks me wearily.

"Whoa, what is he doing here?"

I turn my head and see Miguel right there. I put on a mask of being unbothered like Silver taught us. I need to let the enemy think what I want them to.

"I came to see her. This doesn't concern you, Diaz," I barely look at him.

"This isn't your dojo, so you should go," he tells me.

"Last time I checked, it wasn't yours, either," I say too proudly. I'm glad my dad and Mr. LaRusso split because then their karate will be out of here and never ruin another person's life like it did mine.

"At least I'm welcomed here," Miguel shrugs and steps closer to Sam.

"Wait," Sam stops me from moving closer to him, "what did you need to talk to me about, Robby? Maybe... Maybe we don't have to fight."

I remember the tournament in a couple of weeks. "Not yet."

"We can settle this on the mat," the Diaz boy counters.

"Robby?" Sam grabs my attention again. I remember now why I came.

"Did you tell him?" I glance at Miguel worriedly. Zion doesn't want her life broadcasted and I don't want Miguel to know anything about us.

"Tell him what?" Sam continues to play dumb, but Zion made it clear she knows everything.

"Yeah, tell me what?" Miguel is left out of the conversation. Good.

"Don't worry. It's nothing that concerns you," I assure the boy. "Unless you told him about Zion?"

Miguel's face panics as Sam responds. This is too good; I guess he doesn't know.

"No, Robby. I didn't."

"What about Zion?" Miguel asks in concern.

"It's nothing," Sam inches closer to Miguel protectively. I remember the last time I was here and how she shoved me away to protect him.

"Good on you for not saying anything," I give credit to the girl. "I know you hate her, Sam, but this is something personal that you can't tell a living soul. It tore her apart because she felt she was forced to tell me." I have to make her understand.

"S-She ended up telling you? I'm sor-"

"Forced to tell you what?" Miguel interrupts in a protective way and Sam pulls him back. "What did you force her to do?"

I almost chuckle at his stupidity. "I didn't force her into anything. Your girlfriend did."

"What did you force her to do?" he asks Sam worriedly.

"Nothing! I'm not going to tell anyone!" Sam begins to get upset.

My eyes dart between the two cheaters, the two traitors in front of me. I can't help wanting to tear them apart just like they did to me and my emotions. Kreese told me that I can't be my own worst enemy, so anyone associated with my dad or the LaRussos are my enemies.

"Why will you not explain this to me? I swear," Miguel looks at me, "if you forced her into anything she isn't comfortable with, I will-"

"Miguel!" Sam cuts him off before I can.

"Well?" Miguel turns to Sam in confusion, "How would you know?"

"Robby, you should go," Sam decides.

"Yeah, you should before I make you regret even touching Z-" Miguel begins.

"This is between you, me, and Z, okay?" Sam steps to pull Miguel back. "Nobody else. Miguel, stay over there and don't fight. I'm not going to say anything."

I hesitate as I ponder taking another step and starting something here, but then I remember going to juvie last time. One day this will become a bad fight again and I'll be ready, but that day is not today.

Instead, I walk out without turning my back on them until I'm safely away. Seeing Miguel ignited that angry fire inside me and I can't help keeping it burning deep inside.

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Zion's POV

I wake up the next morning and see that Robby is gone, but he left me a note explaining that he had to go early and will be back later. He also said he hopes I have a good day, which is sweet, but of course I worry about him.

I keep the note with me to set in my memory box in my car later. It's mainly full of stuff from my dad that I'm never brave enough to look through to reminisce.

I stand up and open my phone only to see a bunch of notifications on Instagram and a couple text messages. One catches my eye, though, and I worry that something is wrong.

Jess to Zion: psst I know its been awhile but you are a girlboss bc that karate thingy showed up on my tl and I'm so proud love and miss you

I smile happily at the message just because I'm hearing from Jess, but then I decide to open Instagram and see that I'm flooded with new followers, tags, and mentions. That's when I see the AVT post.

"The All Valley Under 18 Karate Tournament will once again be co-ed for all genders to compete in the same division to keep The Valley dedicated to inclusivity. The special skills competition is now formatted to recognize one special student as the Karate MVP with a trophy and a $2,000 scholarship. We look forward to seeing everyone come out in one month to The All Valley Sports Arena," I read to myself.

I feel happiness and excitement course through my veins because for the first time in a while, I actually feel proud of myself. Even the comments mention me and make me feel so happy when I see most everyone supporting it. I jump around the apartment with a smile and turn jump onto the bed with the biggest laugh.

Then, I realize that Robby isn't even here for me to celebrate with and it makes me a bit sad, until I recognize that I can get ready and celebrate in school with all my friends. Then, I get excited again.

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I walk down the hallway and feel like a celebrity as girls wave at me and congratulate me. This has been going on all day. It's as if this is only my victory, but it's really not. This is a victory for everyone who came to the protest, for all girls involved in sports.

I glanced at Sam during lunch and we exchanged the most awkward stare in existence.

Now, it's the class change to Ms. Hale's history class and I walk with Jai, Liv, and Eva. They're just as excited as me and we decided that after school we'd meet up and do something to celebrate.

"Hey," Miguel walks up beside me in the middle of the hallway. I stare in shock that he's breaking all the rules by affiliating with me in public.

I wonder if I did something wrong. "Miguel? What is it?"

I glance back at my friends and Eva reads my cue, "Let's go, guys. See you in a bit, Z." They leave me and Miguel alone and we move to the side of the hallway.

"Are you okay?" Miguel asks me softly and sincerely.

"Yeah," I nod, "why?"

"I meaaan, we hadn't talked in a while and we hadn't caught up on anything. I just want to let you know that I'm here for you through anything. Anything," he insists.

I smile awkwardly, "Oh, thanks. The same goes for you. I'm here."

"So, there's nothing you want to talk about?" Miguel wonders.

"I guess it's exciting that the tournament is co-ed again," I smile proudly.

"Yeah, yeah, it is. That was a really cool thing to organize," he nods. Then, he sighs, "But really? Nothing else?"

It hits me when I notice that he's trying to pry it out of me. "What did Sam say to you?"

I glance around him for the girl. "Nothing."

"No, seriously, what did she tell you?" I ask nervously. I know that she'd tell him since they're dating and I can't believe I didn't recognize it before. I don't want Miguel to know about the worst part of my life, no matter how much I trust him.

"She didn't say anything, so that's why I came to you," Miguel explains.

"She didn't?" I ask as I try to turn around and wander down the hall to look for her possibly hiding nearby.

His hand grabs my elbow to yank me back. I freak out at the unexpected touch and resist, which only leads to him letting go and my forearm hitting the metal lockers really hard.

I let out a whimper of pain as Miguel immediately tries to console me and fix it.

"Oh, Z, I'm sosososo sorry," he tries to touch me again and I step away.

"It's fine. I'm fine," I say tensely as I clutch my arm.

"Okay, sorry, sorry," Miguel gives me a worried puppy dog look. "So, I shouldn't worry about what Sam and Robby know about?"

"Robby?" My throat suddenly feels dry.

"Yeah, should I be worried?" Miguel asks me.

"No, no," I say, stunned at him mentioning Robby. "It was a... a thing. I'm fine now, swear."

He smiles at me and his body relaxes, "All right, if you say so."

"I do," I nod as I still hold my arm in pain.

"Well, let me get the door to class," he says as the hallways empty. "Sorry again."

Miguel shifts by me to open Ms. Hale's door and then he holds it for me to walk through.

"Thank you," I give him a small smile before wandering in and heading over to my group. That was so weird.

"What did he want?" Liv asks as she holds Jai's hand over the desks.

"Nothing. It's fine," I tell them.

"Project grades... Some of you did fabulously and some of you are at risk of not passing my class, which is embarrassing," Ms. Hale walks around with the folders containing our projects and apparently our grades.

I sit in anticipation, but Eva has me beat out for anxiety. Her leg shakes up and down under the table as she hopes for the best. She gets As on everything and anything A minus or below gets her in trouble at home. I hope we did her justice.

Ms. Hale sets down the folder and Eva grabs it quicker than any of us.

The girl reads the paper rubric with a gasp.

"What? What is it? What does it say?" Liv asks worriedly.

Eva smiles brightly as she turns the paper around to show the grade: 105.

"What the hell!" Jai takes it and admires it.

"I haven't gotten a grade this high since middle school," Liv stares in awe.

"We got extra credit for applying our claim to a real life situation," Eva explains. "And we owe it to Z for coming up with the idea."

"Yeah, we do!" Liv cheers and pulls me in for a side hug as we awkwardly sit in the desks and my torso gets a bit squished.

"It wasn't just me. You guys inspired me to actually do it," I acknowledge. "I wouldn't have done it without you."

"I love you guys," Liv leans over and squishes us all in a hug while we still sit at our desks.

"Ow, darling, ow, I love you, but you have to lighten up your grip because this angle is making my binder bind even tighter and I can't breathe," Jai gasps and Liv immediately lets go in fear.

"I'm sorry," she pouts.

Jai gives her a little head pat and messes up her hair, "It's okay, darling."

"I'd like to see Nathan Kane beat this," Eva smiles as she takes a picture of the rubric.

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Right after school, I go to Cobra Kai and see Robby standing outside waiting for me.

"Hey, I missed you this morning," I rush over and give him a quick kiss.

"It won't happen again," he assures me. "And, hey, congratulations on the rule change. I'm so proud of you."

Robby holds my hand as we walk into the dojo.

"I got a 105 on my history project about the tournament, too," I explain happily.

"You amaze me," Robby tells me and kisses my cheek. "Do you have the paper?"

I nod, "My friends let me keep it."

"It's going on the fridge," he insists.

"'Sup?" Edwin comes over to Robby.

They begin to talk and I excuse myself when I see Tory and Piper stretching out with each other. I take off my shoes and walk over.

"So, you two are going to prom now, too? How does that work?" Piper asks me.

"What do you mean?" I ask in confusion.

"I mean, he's expelled," she points to Robby as he comes from behind me.

I frown in response as Tory speaks up, "Well, I'm sure since he's going with Z it'll be fine."

"Oh, then good," Piper smiles.

"You two are sure to drive LaRusso insane when you show up," Tory continues. "Miguel, too. I can't wait to fuck up their perfect night."

I keep a smile on my face as I feel my hopes deflate. I guess I was stupid to hope that this dance could be a normal high school experience for me to have.

Even so, I don't want to ruin Miguel's night. And, to be fair, Sam hasn't said anything about our conversation so I don't want to rock the boat and risk that, either.

Piper whispers in Tory's ear and they giggle. Robby's hand travels down my arm to grab my hand and I suck in a breath of pain as he hits the spot I covered with a long-sleeve spandex top. It still hurts from the lockers earlier.

"Oh, sorry," he immediately says worriedly. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm a little sore from practice," I lie. I can't let him know that I'm hurt- and by Miguel nonetheless- even though it was an accident.

"Fall in," Sensei Kreese announces as both my senseis walk in.

I part from Robby and move to my unfortunate spot.

"By now, you have heard about the tournament's new rules. Everything we were initially told has changed," Sensei Kreese begins.

"That's right. Now, special skills still matter, but not nearly as much as competing in combat for the trophy. There is still only one winner and that will be us," Sensei Silver says optimistically.

"We will pair you up against someone you may have a hard time defeating to get your skills locked in," Sensei Kreese tells us.

"First," Silver stops him, "Kyler, switch back with Z."

I stare in shock as the old men smile at me and as Kyler glares at me. We trade spots and I smile over at Robby.

"Focus up, Z. You did well to convince the board with your wit and heart. It's admirable," Sensei Silver smirks, "but rebellion is not something to be praised. Is that understood?"

"Yes, Sensei!" we all yell.

I smile to myself because I'm so happy to be back up here. Sensei Kreese gives me a nod of approval.

They call out pairings and it turns out I'm with Tory. She gives me a smirk as we find our spot.

"Let's dance," she says.

I bow to her and then we begin. I start off with a roundhouse that she blocks. I lose my balance momentarily as she tries a back thrust kick. I block her and do a hook kick. It hits her face and sends her into the mat.

I laugh a little as she gets up.

"That was easy," I smirk.

We bow again. We throw punches and block each other, but nothing seems to come of it as we circle each other forever. We're a very even match.

"That's a foul!" I hear Kyler whine across the dojo.

I turn to see Big Red rolling his eyes in frustration as Sensei Silver goes to moderate.

"God, the way I hate him," Tory laughs.

I take the moment as a distraction to sweep Tory. She lands on her back and I go to kick her for the point, but she jumps back up and blocks me.

That's when the blonde jumps and tackles me. I respond by rolling on the ground and trying to pry her off of me. It's ridiculous as we break apart and both lunge on the ground like Spiderman.

"I had a feeling you two would challenge each other," Sensei Kreese walks over in approval.

I don't break my eyes away from Tory as we move once more and I try to jump on her, but she catches me and instead she swings me around before throwing me on the ground.

She brings her leg up and I slide out of the way just before she can land a point.

We circle each other again and my sensei becomes impatient, "One of you do something."

Tory reacts before me and I block her multiple kicks until I trip and she lands one.

"Point," Sensei Kreese nods.

I try to catch my breath as Tory straightens her posture and looks down at me. She then mocks me, "Yeah. A real challenge."

I let out a laugh as Sensei Kreese comes over to me, "I suppose the scholarship prize interests you, yes?"

I stare at him in surprise, "If I actually go to college." I don't see that happening.

"Well, it's another chance at being the best in The Valley, child. We can work on rope darts after class, if you'd like," he offers.

"Sensei," I stand up once my breathing returns to normal, "I don't think I'm very good at rope darts. Is there any way we can go back to knives?"

"Knives?" Sensei Silver comes from behind me and sets his hand on my shoulder. I tense as I try to relax since it's only in a loving way. "Star, those are too dangerous for a competition with an open mat."

"I thought you liked danger?" I ask Sensei Silver in surprise.

"Not in a tournament setting when every move counts," he tells me. "You understand my reasoning, don't you? We're only looking out for your future."

I see my two senseis smiling at me and I sigh when I realize they're probably right. "Yes, thank you. Both of you. So, after class?" I ask Sensei Kreese.

He nods in response before Silver puts his hand on his shoulder and leads him away.

"Ready for the next one?" Tory asks me and it looks like she's ready to go.

I shake off the moment that just happened, "Yeah, as long as this time you don't hold back."

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I pull onto the main strip in Reseda to drive us back to Shannon's. I nervously drum my fingers on the steering wheel and Robby notices.

"What're you thinking about?" he reaches over and takes my hand gently.

I drive with one hand as I try to let my nerves calm down. "Saturday."

"It's supposed to be the best night ever," he rubs his thumb on my hand. "What's making you nervous?"

"You and me together, in public, around the peers who saw you kick Miguel off the balcony, who 'know' that I cheated on Eli. And us around the other dojos. I mean, it sounds like a disaster, right?"

"So, you don't want to go?" Robby tries to understand. "We can hang out, just the two of us, instead. We can go somewhere private."

"I want to go," I explain, "but... I don't know." The answer is on the tip of my tongue, but I'm scared to say it.

"Tell me what you want," he insists.

"I guess it's just scary to think that anyone could get hurt again or that a fight could break out. It feels like my very presence leads to drama," I frown. "Is there any way we can promise each other not to fight anyone while we're there? I know it'll be tempting and all, but I don't want to get kicked out of prom. Not that it would be your fault, but, um... yeah."

"As you wish," Robby puts his other hand over mine supportively.

I smile softly, "Really?"

"Anything for you," he leans over to me and lowers his voice.

I glance over at him and we both break out into laughter since we can't take each other seriously.

I bring back my point, "I want prom to be for us. I want it to be a normal night with normal people doing normal things. I know that sounds crazy and unrealistic, but I'd just like to try and find a break from the drama for one night."

"I think we can be normal for one night," Robby agrees. "Do you have any idea what you're going to wear?"

"I think Tory and I are going dress shopping the day of when we both have off from work. There's a discount place at the mall," I explain.

"I figured I'd wear my tux that I always wear," he shrugs.

I sigh, "I can tell you already that Sam will have a designer dress. Sometimes I wish I were a rich bitch so I could have perks like that. All the rich kids are going to be there and I'll-"

"...still be the prettiest one there," Robby interrupts me. I blush. "We're going to have a blast."

"I hope so."

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"Come on!" Liv cheers for Jai and I.

We play Golf N'Stuff's basketball arcade game together. I try to score the most baskets, but Jai is surprisingly athletic as hell.

The buzzer goes off and we both take a deep breath of relief. I see that Jai beat me by two points and turn to them.

"Good job."

"You were a worthy adversary," Jai shakes my hand playfully.

"You're both so much better than I could ever be," Eva insists.

"That's not saying much," Jai corrects her with a smile.

Liv jumps into Jai's arms as she congratulates them.

"Okay, okay, well, it's getting late and it's a school night," Eva brings us back to reality.

"Oh, but can't we play Skee Ball before we go?" Liv pouts.

"I'm down," Jai nods.

"I want more water," I say as I hold my empty plastic one from earlier in my hand. "Go on without me."

"You sure?" Eva checks.

"Mhm. I'll be right back," I assure the group.

We part ways as I head back towards the food counter to buy another four dollar water bottle. You can tell I'm dehydrated if I'm willing to spend so much on one bottle.

I step up to the register and order. The lady nods and I charge it to my card and prepare for my bank account to start suffering. This impromptu celebration is hurting my wallet.

"...on the rocks," a deeper voice tells the bartender a few feet away from me.

The lady hands me my water, "Thanks." I turn to walk back to my friends.

"Z?"

I frown at the unfamiliar voice and turn around. I straighten my posture and my body stiffens.

"What?" I snap at him.

Daniel LaRusso and I exchange a stare of hostility and confusion.

"I didn't expect to see you here." He says it as if we're old friends. "Are you doing okay?"

The question surprises me. "What's that supposed to mean?"

"Look, Sam and the other students tell me things. For example, I know about your mom."

My blood runs cold, "My mom?"

"Yes. I'm not going to reach out to the authorities," he assures me, "but is that... that bruise on your arm from her?"

I glance down at my forearm that I hurt earlier in the day. Of course he thinks I'll tell him anything and everything because the world revolves around him. I immediately put my other hand over it to cover the purple blemish. "No."

"Okay," Daniel sighs.

"Why are you talking to me?" I ask him coldly.

"I guess I'm concerned for you."

"Yeah, right," I smirk. "Did Sam tell you something? Is that it?"

"Sam hasn't mentioned anything about you."

"But, someone did?" I ask in confusion. Then, realization hits me, "Miguel."

"Yeah," Daniel confirms. "It was just about your mom. I'm not going to do anything about it yet because that's what I told Miguel. If you could just stay away from Sam, though?"

"Stay away from Sam?" I repeat. "In what capacity? Am I allowed in the same school as her or will I be suspended again? What about prom? Am I allowed to go to my own prom?"

"I meant that Cobra Kai's thing is to 'strike first,' but I'm asking you to leave my daughter alone," he explains.

"Or else you'll call CPS?" I fill in the minor blackmailing details.

"I don't want to call anyone. I just want Sam and her friends to be safe." I roll my eyes. "Look, I need to say that I know Silver from the eighties."

"And?"

"And the man is sadistic and manipulative. He takes your vulnerabilities and uses them against you; he turns you into something you aren't and it's hard to reverse that," Daniel tells me.

I shake my head in disbelief, "You don't even know who I am."

"I don't have to. I just have to know Silver because that's how he operates. He focuses on your deepest fears..."

"Today, your goal is to find your opponent's weakness and attack it."

"...and he molds you to fit his will. All he and Kreese see you as are soldiers."

"He tried to run from his destiny; Cobra Kai is his destiny, just as it is mine and yours. He's come to his senses and will make this dojo stronger. Terry Silver was unstoppable before, especially against Daniel LaRusso, until a little... problem, but regardless he's found his way back. Cobra Kai is for life."

 "They want their students to become pawns in their games."

"What did you say?" I look at him in surprise. "Did- did you just call me a star?"

"I did. Why?" Sensei Silver questions.

"M-My dad used to call me that."

"I think I would know if I was being used," I say as I think back to my narcissistic mother. 

"That's the thing with Silver. You won't know it until it's too late."

I stare at Daniel LaRusso in shock, but I'm more shocked at myself for even considering the possibility of being used as a pawn. Senseis Kreese and Silver actually care for me, more than my mom ever did.

"Give me one reason I should trust you. You're the enemy," I return to the point of everything. Right in front of me is Daniel LaRusso, the embodiment of Miyagi-Do Karate.

"Because this is our first conversation ever and everything else you know about me is from other people. We're 'enemies' even though we haven't really met."

"I saw you trying to kill Sensei Kreese," I remind him of that night.

"He was trying to kill me and Johnny. What was I supposed to do?" Daniel asks me.

I stare at him in confusion because that isn't how I remember it. That's not what Sensei Kreese told me.

"I want to help you not be as stupid as I was when I was a little older than you," he continues.

"No, no, you're trying to mess with my head before the tournament," I interrupt him in realization. "You are my enemy. This is a war and Cobra Kai will win."

Daniel LaRusso stares at me worriedly and is about to say something when his wife comes over.

"Daniel, everyone is wondering where you went," Amanda LaRusso comes by his side.

He looks at me and gestures to his wife who looks at me in surprise.

"Oh, hello." I feel like I'm a wounded puppy or something with the way they're looking at me as if I'm not human or not capable of taking care of myself.

"I need to get back to my friends," I tell them tensely.

"One more thing."

I turn back to Daniel as Amanda looks at him in confusion, as well. 

"You have a lot of hate in your heart, Z. I had that kind of anger that built up, but I'm glad that my mentor, Mr. Miyagi, never let me act on it," Daniel LaRusso explains.

Mr. Miyagi must be the founder of Miyagi-Do, but this is the first I'm hearing of him.

"There was one lesson he taught me that I think could help you. He said to me once that, 'for person with no forgiveness in heart, living even worse punishment than death.'"

Daniel stares at me as I let his words sink in. How do I forgive everyone who wronged me: Janice, Johnny, Kyler, Demetri, Sam...? Amanda also looks at me and that's when I decide my next move. I'm done with these people.

"I really should be going," I state again. 

This time, I turn away and they let me go. I walk back towards the arcade with a weird feeling in my stomach. I shouldn't be confused like I am now, right? Daniel LaRusso is trying to mess with me, right?

"We were worried you got lost," Liv smiles when she sees me.

"You all right?" Jai asks.

I try to shake it out, "I'm all good."

"Good. I guess we should go now," Eva speaks up.

"You know, your hair is fading out. I have an idea for prom," Liv touches my hair thoughtfully.

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I set up the candles to make sure everything is perfect the next night. Robby stayed late at the dojo to work on his "kata-esque" routine with Sensei Silver. I left earlier than him because I couldn't get the rope darts down well enough. They frustrate me and with the tournament only a couple weeks away, I'm screwed.

I peek out the door of his bedroom to confirm that Shannon isn't coming home soon. She's working late, which is perfect.

My robe falls off my body and to the floor. I kick it to the side and look in the mirror at my black lingerie one last time. I feel sexy, confident, and- most of all- comfortable.

It matches my new, black hair, compliments of Liv.

Then, I lay on the bed.

A/N: Sexual content warning from here to the rest of the chapter. If you wish to skip, please wait for and go to chapter 4.8.0.

A few minutes later, Robby comes home. I hear him in the kitchen before he walks back here. His figure appears in the doorway. He freezes as his eyes fixate on my exposed figure that waits for him.

His eyes are wide as he slides his backpack off his shoulders and sets his water down, too. I hold in a laugh as I bite my lip and walk over to him.

"Hey."

He breathes heavily, "H-Hey. What... What is this?"

"Uh, you know how you wanted our first time together to be after the protest in celebration?" I begin. He nods. "Well, they announced the change to co-ed tournament yesterday, so I thought we could have a... celebration tonight."

Robby's body is tense as he obviously restrains himself from touching me, "A-Are you sure? Because, well, I'm definitely... down for this... but are you?"

"Yes," I consent with a big smile. "I feel... I feel better than I have in months because I proved that I'm more than a helpless little girl. I'm a young woman, a young woman who trusts you and loves you and wants to be with you... fully."

I run my hands through his hair as he closes his eyes and hums happily. Our foreheads touch. "I wanna do this, too."

"Good," I slide my hand from his head to his neck to his shoulder to his arm to his hand. I take it and lead him over to the bed.

He sits and I straddle him on the bed. He pulls me into a heated kiss. Robby's hand slides down my back and I shift so he touches my lower back. I can feel him being gentle and timid with me, like I might break. I push myself closer to his chest and begin to kiss the side of his neck.

A soft moan escapes from him as I rock my hips, entangle one hand in his hair, and hold him close as I plant kisses down his body. All I know is that we want each other right now more than anything.

"Can I take off your shirt?" I ask between kisses.

"Yeah," he says willingly. So, I slip the fabric off and it falls to the ground.

We continue to make out because both of us are obviously worried to go any further. My hand grabs his and brings it down to my core. He looks at me with wide eyes and I nod in reassurance. It's then that he presses my clit through my lingerie and I suck in a gasp of air.

He almost pulls away as I try to control my thoughts. I look at Robby, though, and they don't need controlling because it's a natural trust I have for him. 

I move my hips down on his hand with a small whimper of desperation because now I remember what it feels like to be intimate and how beautiful it can be. I remember now how good it's supposed to feel when you're with the person you love.

I pull Robby into another heated kiss as both his arms wrap around my waist and make an effort to pull off my underwear. Eventually, they slide off and Robby smiles contently.

"I'm going to pick you up, okay?" he checks in with me.

"Okay," I smile softly.

His eyes land on my arm, though, and he stops, "Where's this bruise from?"

"Oh, I ran into a locker the other day. I wasn't watching where I was going or what I was doing," I partly lie.

"Does it hurt?" he asks in concern. "Have you iced it?"

"Yes, I've iced it and yes, it hurts, but only if you touch it," I assure him.

"I'll be extra careful with this arm, then," he kisses my forearm. 

I giggle as he smiles. Then, he pulls me close for another heated kiss.

Eventually, he does pick me up and sets me on my back on the bed. I sit up in surprise when he moves off of me, but then I realize that its not entirely and that this is intentional.

Robby's head dips between my legs as he presses soft kisses to my inner thighs. One hand instinctively reaches down and grabs his hair as he gets closer and closer to my heat. He resists a little as he begins to leave small marks of love on the soft part of my thighs.

He drives me crazy as I eagerly begin to buck my hips and Robby finally lets me guide him to where I need him.

His tongue flicks over my clit and a pleasant, warm feeling shoots through my nervous system. I can feel my brain switching from a tense, worried mode to a comfortable one. I allow myself to relax as Robby works magic below.

Two fingers go in at once and I moan when I feel myself become more and more wet. I haven't been this stretched out in a while, but it feels good. It feels so damn good.

The awkwardly wet sounds fill the room in addition to my moans and whimpers. I clutch the sheets as Robby works me closer and closer to my climax. He slips in a third finger and speaks up his pace with his mouth. He groans and I feel his hot breath radiate in my most sensitive areas.

It's only a few more seconds before I'm sent over the edge and feel the knot in my stomach burst as my eyes roll back in my head. I whine from the relief louder than I would have liked, but remind myself that I'm safe to be fully myself with Robby here with me.

I open my eyes and see Robby standing at the edge of the bed. He sucks off of his fingers and then smirks at me. It turns me on all over again as he then jumps into bed with me.

"Are you all right?" he lays beside me without touching me.

"I'm the best that I have been in a long time, Robby," I roll over and place one leg over his. "Thank you."

"You were so good," Robby takes the initiative to pull me in close.

My heavy breathing slowly matches his. We lay in silence for a while before I get the nerve to speak up.

"Are you maybe ready to go further...?"

"Further?"

I smile softly, "Like, real sex."

"I'm- I'm ready, if you are and only if you are," Robby assures me.

I roll away slightly and look him in his beautiful eyes, "I'm ready. I want all of you, Robby Keene."

I sit up and unhook my bra. I slide it off and allow myself to be completely vulnerable with him. 

In response, he stands up and pulls down his pants. Then, he takes off the last layer and he becomes fully exposed, too. With a small smile on his face, he walks over to his dresser and pulls out a condom. He opens the package and slides it on as I stare lustfully. Finally, Robby slides back onto the bed with me and I stay where I am to let him know it's okay to be on top of me.

He props himself over me and brings one hand down to my clit to prepare me. "You're sure this is okay?"

"Yes," I smile directly up at him.

Robby shifts and I feel his tip at my hole. I know he'll fit, but it still worries me a little bit.

He senses this and leans down to kiss me. The distraction is pleasant as I taste him. He slides into me and I try not to focus on the slight pain and discomfort I feel. I can't control myself from biting his lip as he bottoms out.

We stop kissing and just stare at each other as the world stops. I swear only the two of us exist. We finally made it to this point, to the point I thought I'd never make it to again, to the point I could've sworn two summers ago would never come, to the point where we're closer than ever.

"You feel so good, Zion."

"Please," I look up at him breathlessly.

I let out a whimper in response as his fingers resume rubbing my clit. I lay my head back and release tension from my body, aside from my legs that move to wrap around his waist.

The angle pushes him deeper and he moans this time. I feel my eyes begin to water from the beautiful feeling and pleasure. Then, Robby pulls out and pushes himself back in. I moan at the feeling as he begins to rock us back and forth at a steady-yet-slow pace. 

"I love you," he tells me as he strokes in and out. 

"I love you, too," I whisper breathlessly as he builds me closer and closer to the edge again.

I reach up and pull him down for another kiss. Robby begins to go slower now and I whimper in response.

"Sorry. I just want to last," he assures me. 

I nod in response as he thrusts in and out, in and out. His hand moves from my clit to my nipple and pinches it slightly. I feel myself squeeze around him in response and he lets out a grunt.

"Fuck, you feel so good," he tells me again. 

I smile to myself as he picks up the pace. Within a few seconds, he reaches my g-spot and I let out a desperate moan.

"I'm close," I say as I feel my body begin to tense all over. The fact that it's finally Robby who is above me and treating me so well makes the moment that much more special.

He tries to control his breathing, "Aah, me too."

I pull him into another deep kiss, but lose all other thoughts once I feel the warmth in my body once more.

A mix between a moan and scream of pleasure escapes my lips as my high hits me and I ride it out. 

"Fuck, fuck, fuck," Robby bites his lip as he speeds up and goes over the edge. 

Within a few seconds, he pulls out and rolls to the side. We take deep breaths and he regains his bodily functions before I do.

"I'll be right back, love," he tells me.

Robby stands up and walks over to the trash can in his room where he disposes of the dirty condom. Then, he slips on his underwear and opens the door to his room before closing it behind him.

I try to collect my thoughts, but my head is still spinning from the fact that all of that just happened.

I just had sex with Robert Swayze Keene. I giggle to myself in pure ecstasy.

The door opens for Robby to return with water, Lays chips, and a wash cloth. He closes the door back and then sets everything onto the bed.

He wanders over to the closet and tosses me an extra blanket. I wrap myself up in modesty and for warmth. He picks up his computer and sets it on the bed, as well.

Finally, Robby comes from behind me to cuddle. We set the snacks and water up for both of us as he reaches over and pulls up his browser.

"What do you want to watch?" he asks me.

I realize that it's been so long since I've been on Netflix, Hulu, or Disney+ because I don't subscribe to any of them. I don't even know what to watch.

My hand reaches over to browse the movies as Robby hugs me from behind and presses his face into my back. I almost fall asleep from it all.

I giggle to myself when I click on a movie's description, "Is this all right?"

Robby shifts to see and laughs slightly, "The Princess Bride? Sounds good to me. As long as that's what you want, beautiful."

I blush at the term of endearment as he holds me close. For lack of finding anything better, I press play and it begins. This movie reminds me of when he first quote Wesley to me two summers ago.

Still, we can't ignore the love and tension still in the room, so... Let's just say that when all was said and done, we didn't end up paying much attention to the movie.

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A/N: AHHHHHHHHHH

The Daniel/Miyagi scene just makes me djewirhowiehfoihs

I know you're all pretty glad that her hair is now a normal color, right? Looking back, yeah, she had some bad looks, but I'm the same way so at least it's realistic.

All right, all right, what are your prom episode predictions?