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Chapter Forty-Five: No Strings

"Got my mind on your body and your body on my mind. Got a taste for the cherry, I just need to take a bite."

~Cool for the Summer by Demi Lovato~

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Revised: August 25, 2022

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

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Zion's POV

After Sensei Kreese dismisses me from his office, I walk into the main section of the dojo. Brucks, Kyler, and Walker are long gone, but I don't think Kyler will stay away. The good news is I've made a point of my dominance here to everyone. 

I also notice Hawk has left. He really is leaving me alone. Good... That's what I asked for, right?

Tory is also gone now; I know she works Friday afternoons at the sushi place. I feel badly for her having to work so hard for her mom. I don't have to pay any bills with the money I make, with the exception of gas and food. She deserves a break.

A few of the guys start whispering when I walk by to exit the dojo. I note the blood all over the mats. Walker was an example of what happens when you disrespect women. I don't think what I did was extreme; it was necessary. So, the guys here fear me more now. And? It's not like any of them are really my friends.

I pass by Edwin and Rickenberger, though, and they give me slight smiles that show fear and admiration. I don't mind them, I suppose.

I go out to my car and think of where I should go today. I haven't had a free afternoon in a while and since there isn't any school tomorrow I have no homework. 

I decide I'll go to the beach and walk on the sand. Maybe I can stargaze and take some time to myself to try and remember my dad. I haven't thought about him in a while and if I'm taking a break I may as well take him with me. I miss him so much. It isn't fair.

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The beach is crowded, as expected. The sun is setting and I just need to find a place to set up my towel and lay back.

I walk with my beach towel and purse filled with my pepper spray, pocket knife, keys, wallet, and phone onto the sand and look for a spot. When I find one, I set up my area and watch the sun dip below the horizon line, feeling happy and relaxed with no bad thoughts for just a moment.

I want this moment to last forever.

And then, I remember this beach. My first night out with Hawk was when we came here. I thought he was going to kiss me, but he faked me out. And then later he kissed me for the first time and it was like a firework show for just us to experience.

He still liked me after I told him my sad life story and that's when I knew it was real. It was so pure and perfect. I don't know when it changed, but I would give anything to go back to that moment.

I wrap my arms around myself as I try to feel that way again, even though that special person is no longer in my life. It's better to have loved than never loved at all... right?

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I get a text as the sky finally darkens and some people begin to leave. I hesitate to check it because I've been unplugged for the past hour or so, but do in case it's an emergency.

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