The Karate Code ~Robby Keene~

After

Warning of things being said such as "I wish she d*ed"

Miraleigh had gone home, Oliver making sure she had a way to contact him if she needed it. She had been calling Robby every day, hoping for him to pick up his phone but got nothing every time. She texted him every morning and every night. But yeah still got nothing, she constantly sat in Robby's room, hoping to get some comfort from his things but it didn't work. She had gone back to being like a bunny, jumping at any sudden movement or noise. 

She wore shirts that were slightly bigger for her so she wouldn't have to see her scar. She pretty much slept in the room now, not wanting to be anywhere else. Everyday it took her a little bit of convincing to go to school, she refused to watch or listen to the news. It was all about Robby and how he's the bad guy. 

She sighed, hugging herself as she waited for her bag to be checked. She quietly thanked the guard and walked inside, her bag on her back. She whimpered at the sight, memories filling her head. Everyone stared at her, giving her evil looks and muttering horrible words. 

"She's the girl that's dating that asshole who pushed Miguel off the balcony." A boy muttered. 

"I reckon she told him to do it." 

"She's a bitch who can't have a good thing in her life." 

"I wish she died." 

"Apparently Kaylee planned to do worse."

Miraleigh had tears rolling down her cheeks, she ran to the office and asked for them to call Amanda. She sat in a chair, hugging her bag close to her chest and ignored the tears streaming down her face. 

Amanda came, taking her back and gave her a hug. She considered her as a daughter and it hurt seeing her so broken. She could see her pain over not being with Robby, she was almost in a worse condition than when she first started coming to the house. 

Once again she laid in Robby's bed, texting him and then just blanked everything out as she listened to her music. A sob escaped her lips, she whimpered and sat up. She looked at a photo of the two of them and watched her tears drip onto the glass. 

She subconsciously reached for her necklace, smiling sadly as she clasped onto the locket. Her phone buzzing filled her ears and she scrambled out of the bed, running for it and felt all her hope disappear as she saw it wasn't from Robby. 

"Miraleigh, it's Amanda. Can I come in?" 

"Yeah." She croaked out, placing her phone down. Amanda walked in, surprised to see the room wasn't covered in tissues and was mainly neat. 

"I just want to tell you that I am here for you. You can talk to me whenever you want." She gently said, frowning as the girl hugged herself, bitting her lip and nodded. 

"Thank you." She whispered.

"Miraleigh, I know you are feeling so many things, all at once and it may not feel like it. But things will get better. They'll find Robby, you'll be able to be with him again. I know you are hurting, I understand how you must be feeling, the only thing I ask for, is that you fight. You fight for you, you fight so you are the one on top. You are so strong and I know you can overcome this." Miraleigh sniffled, smiling through her tears and hugged her tightly. Amanda rubbed her back, grabbing some tissues and handed it to the girl. She dried her eyes and smiled softly. 

"There's some lunch if you'd like it." Miraleigh followed her out, sitting at the table and ate her lunch. Amanda had to go back to work, so it was only her left in the house. 

"Hey Miraleigh." Samantha said, she waved to her. Knowing that she was probably struggling to. 

"Sam, if it's okay could I ask you a question. About what happened that day?" She asked nervously. She nodded, looking at her friend worriedly.

"Did Miguel or Robby... say anything about why they were fighting?" A sigh escaped her lips, she nodded slightly and sat next to her. 

"At Moon's party, Miguel saw you outside. You were drunk, probably confused on everything. He watched you fall down after you tried to stand up. He went to help you but he said that you mostly likely thought he was trying to hurt you. Robby came running to you, thinking that Miguel hurt you and I think that's what continued on at school." A gasp came to Miraleigh's lips, she couldn't remember that but having it retold to her sparked her memory. 

"Miguel understood where you were coming from... he over heard it was your first time drinking so it must've been a lot. He didn't blame you." Samantha reassured, remembering what he said to her that night. She felt slightly relieved, but she only wished Robby was here with her. She knew he could be protective just a tiny bit too much, so she could only feel like it was her fault. 

"Thanks Sam." She nodded, patting her on the back and walked off. 

The next day, Miraleigh felt okay to go to school. She got her bag checked and then walked in feeling confident. Kaylee was expelled, she didn't know much on what was going on with her but was glad she wasn't here. 

"Why is she back here?" A boy muttered, glaring at the girl. 

"Because, I'm not letting you assholes get me down. Everyone in that fucking fight each played apart in getting someone hurt. So we're all the villain, don't just blame Robby. Matter of fact, keep your damn opinion to yourself." She hissed, glaring at the dude who nodded and ran off. She smiled to herself, already feeling a little better.