S2 E1: Mercy Part II

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  Edited January 1, 2022

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  My mind was fuzzy after the tournament, but what I did know is that Robby did not win. Miguel, apparently 'kicked his ass' as he'd been saying to Mom for a few days now. Robby's shoulder was healing; he had a sling. I thought he looked cute with it, especially since he was wearing tank tops to train... and wow, my boyfriend is hot. 

 Miguel consistently tried to apologize to me, on a daily basis, but honestly, I just enjoyed watching him beat himself up over it. I can't stay mad at him forever. He is my twin brother. Oh, and that is where I was right now; at home, with Miguel pestering me with apologies. 

"Come on, Camila. Please? I know I'm a major asshole." he whined, 

"Correct," I licked my spoonful of mint chocolate chip ice cream, sending him a closed-lipped smile full of sarcasm.  

Miguel rolled his eyes. "Camila, I wasn't in the right state of mind...I was just trying to take my anger out on someone. I didn't mean for it to be you. I didn't mean to say any of that stuff to you. I just... I was having a bad day," he explained. He looked so sorry, and I was pretty sure he'd start crying if I didn't say anything, and as much as I would love to see that, enough was enough. 

"Miggy, I forgive you. Just...don't take your anger out on me again." I sighed, making Miguel grin, and he jumped on top of me, pulling me into a hug. "Miguel, my ice cream!" I cried. 

 Miguel'a jaw dropped open in shock. "Really, Mila? You're worried about ice cream, when your brother is trying to show you love and affection?" 

"Yes. I don't want your affection, you big mole-rat," I shrugged him off of me. "Now, leave me, peasant. This episode of Grey's Anatomy isn't gonna finish itself," Miguel rolled off of me and onto the floor with a grunt. I laughed. My phone rang from under my leg, and I grabbed it quickly. 

"Sam?" I asked, through the device, when I heard her crying on the other end. 

"Can you come sleepover tonight?" she asked, and I sighed. 

"Of course. Let me just pack a bag, and I'll--" 

"My dad'll pick you up," she said, and I smiled. 

"Okay. Thanks. I'll see you in a bit," I hung up the phone, passing my bowl of ice cream over to my brother. 

"Was that--" he began, and I cut him off.

"Yes, it was Sam. No, she doesn't want to talk to you," I patted his head, and went to my room to gather my things. 

 Sam was laying in her bed, her head resting against my lap, while I played with her hair. She was still torn about the break-up with Miguel, and she had just blocked him from seeing her posts on Instagram. 

"Listen, for what it's worth, he's really sorry." I tried to tell her but she shook her head. "I know," I sighed. "I just wish we could all get along, you know?" Sam nodded. 

"So... how are you and Robby?" Sam asked me, and my face heated up. 

"I think he was a little upset I didn't stay for the last fight of the tournament, but when I explained to him what happened, he gave me the biggest hug, and kissed my hair..." I sighed, with a big smile. Sam bit her lip, with an unreadable expression. I was confused at first, but I just shook it off. 

 I watched as Sam opened Aisha's story on Instagram, showing Cobra Kai at a restaurant having 'victory nachos.' I swiped the phone out of her hand, making her object, but I held it above my head so she didn't grab it. 

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