𝐉𝐮𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐃𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐧𝐭 | 𝐑𝐨𝐛𝐛𝐲 𝐊𝐞𝐞𝐧𝐞 (DISCONTINUED)

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 10

The dark-haired girl looked up at the sound of her name. Amaya squinted her eyes in confusion and tilted her head as if she was trying to figure out where she knew her from.

"What kind of shit is this?" Alora seethed, looking at their enemies. "If you think this is funny, it's not."

"What're you talking about?" Hawk asked.

"My sister, you pack of dumbasses," Alora spat. Everyone except for Robby had to do a double-take on what she just said.

"Alora?" Amaya asked hesitantly, as if she couldn't believe what was happening. "What are you doing with them?" she motioned to the rest of Cobra Kai standing behind her or beside her.

"What are you doing with them?" Alora shot back.

"Hold on. So that's your sister?" Demetri clarified, pointing at Alora who had a glare etched onto her face.

"Yes, catch up, would you?" Amaya waved the confused boy off. "I thought you were-"

"We're not having this conversation here," Alora told Amaya. "You're so fucking lucky that we're at a drive-in," she directed that last part at all of the people on the other side that were watching the exchange go down.

"Your mommy isn't here to play peacemaker this time, Larusso," Tory taunted.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Sam asked.

The revelation of her sister only made Alora steam hotter and furthered her itch for a fight. "Let me dumb it down for you," she smiled sarcastically. "It means you're-" Miguel cut Alora off.

"Guys, we can't do this here," Miguel tried to reason. "We'll beat them on the mat."

"Oh really? Do you remember what happened the last time we fought?" Robby rhetorically asked. Alora couldn't help herself, she had to stare at him. He was just so hot when he was threatening people. Although that threat was a little far-fetched, Alora was stuck under his spell nonetheless. The way his eyebrows furrowed and his whole demeanor changed made her more than a little melty.

"Okay. Meet us at the baseball diamond in thirty minutes. And no weapons," he directed that last part at Tory.

"Yeah, we won't need them," Tory stated.

Alora caught Amaya's arm as the groups dispersed. "Tomorrow. The park at noon." Amaya gave a small nod in return. Then, both sides went their separate ways, Alora and Amaya sharing one last starstruck look with each other.

Alora and Robby had parted from the group to talk in private. As soon as they were away from everyone else, she began to crack. "What the actual fuck? My sister, of all people! Of course, they would've gotten the one fucking person who-"

"Hey, hey, calm down. We'll figure this out," Robby reassured her, rubbing his hands up and down her shoulders.

"I just-" she broke off, not knowing where she was going with it. She took a deep breath and looked up to blink the tears out of her eyes. Once she trusted her voice enough to speak she said, "I haven't seen her in almost eight years and then they show up and snatch her before I even got the chance to know who she was. That's not fair." Alora never considered herself to be an emotional person but when it came to the two people she cared about most, she could be a lot of things from an overbearing mother to the rudest bitch you've ever met.

"I know but it'll be alright. She'll come around," Robby comforted, pulling the girl in for a hug. Whatever doubts Alora had about their relationship immediately melted away the moment she felt the warmth of his hug and the sincerity of his words.

"This is all so complicated for no reason. Tell me why I let you drag me into this again?" Alora mumbled into his shoulder.

Robby laughed and pulled back from the hug to look her in the eyes. "Come on," he said, leading them back to the group, still keeping her hand locked in his.