"There's a new revolution, a loud evolution that I saw. Born of confusion and quiet collusion of which mostly I've known. A modern day woman with a weak constitution 'cause I've got monsters still under my bed that I could never fight off."
~hope is a dangerous thing for a woman like me to have - but i have it by Lana Del Ray~
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A/N: My updating schedule is all fucked up and this (like the last couple) isn't quite as revised as it should be, but oh well because I can go back in and edit later.
Anyway, I hope you love this chapter. Please don't forget to comment <3
Warnings: abuse, addiction, anxiety, biphobia/homophobia, depression, domestic violence, gun violence, language, panic attacks, sexual harassment/assault/abuse, violence, weapons, and other mature themes
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Zion's POV
The door opens. "Hey," Sam smiles sweetly. "How are you feeling?"
"I had a... a weird dream..." I begin as I look at her in confusion. I don't know what I'm doing here. "Where am I?"
"My house. Eli drove you here last night," Sam walks in more.
I look down in embarrassment and confusion, "So... it wasn't a dream?"
"It's okay. We're here to help you," she tells me.
"'We?'" My body stiffens.
The door opens wider and I look over to see Sam's mom, Johnny, and Miguel standing in the doorway. My heart drops. I hear it thud on the plush carpet.
"We're worried about you," Johnny tells me. "The LaRusso's have space for you."
"Sam told me you were struggling with something. When you came here last night, it was a no-brainer. You can stay as long as you'd like," Amanda LaRusso tells me.
I feel like I'm dead. Is this some sort of afterlife? Why is everyone caring and being so nice and why does it still feel like a nightmare?
My eyes land on Miguel as he stands in concern beside Johnny. His lip is swollen; I wince at the faint memory.
"Miguel... your lip... Did I... Did I do that?" My voice breaks.
"It's just a little busted. Mom says it'll heal quickly," he shrugs. "We're more worried about you."
"No," I whisper and stand up best I can. "I... I know I have a problem, and there's a lot to fix. But, please, don't come near me. I don't want to hurt anyone else."
I assume the adults know what I did, and that's what scares me most.
"It was an accident, Z," Miguel frowns.
"I think that letting us in is the best way to handle this," Mrs. LaRusso tells me.
"I feel so stupid for not realizing it sooner. I knew something was up, but I had no idea it was this. I'm sorry," Johnny explains.
I feel cornered. I feel trapped. I feel like the haze I'd been living in is gone. I feel sober enough now. I feel like I could use something to help the panic right now. I feel useless. I feel like a burden.
"This isn't for you to worry about," I whisper. "I'm so sorry for what I did. But, please, just let me go back to my apartment and I can-"
"No," Mrs. LaRusso says firmly. "That's not a good space for you, obviously."
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Cold Hearted ⭒ Cobra Kai
Fanfiction"People lose their morals when they get to the top." ⭒ After her father's death, Zion moves to Reseda where she makes a new group of friends. Then, one boy in particular catches her eye. When Miguel invites her to Cobra Kai karate, her initial goal...
