Out of Place [Cobra Kai OC x Robby Keene]

67 - You're Mine

TW- Nightmare sequence (violence, death)

Where... where am I..? I get up from the ground, looking around as I stand, growing more and more confused with each thing my eyes land on. Those are the lockers at my school... but the floor is like that of the laser tag arena... but the chair my dad always sits in is here... and those are hospital beds... where am I? What's going on..? I turn to see what's behind me, finding the front desk at my tae kwon do school, but the doors to the Cobra Kai dojo... what is this place?

I move to walk to the doors and get out of this place, but just as I reach for the door handle, somebody grabs the back of my shirt, forcefully pulling me backwards.

"Where do you think you're going, Princess?" a familiar voice sneers. Hawk... he forces me to the ground, immediately driving his foot into my knee from the side before I can do anything. I cry out in pain, especially as he forces me to my feet, not lifting any weight off of my knee. His grip around my arm is tight, and his nails dig into my skin.

"You brought that on yourself," he spits, "you left me. You left me because you couldn't handle the thought of someone else leaving you. You selfish bitch!"

I flinch, but his grip on my arm remains strong. He knees me in the stomach, slams his elbow into my back, then knees me again, this time in the face. Blood pours from my nose as he drops me to the ground, kicking me in the lower ribs.

"Nobody could ever love something like you," he jeers, "you were a mistake."

I can tell tears are streaming from my eyes. He forces his hand into mine, dragging me along. I recognize the foot of my dad's old favorite chair- the first thing I vowed we would leave behind when we moved to the new apartment. He lets go of me very suddenly, allowing my arm to smack hard against the ground.

I don't have to wait long for someone new to come pick me up again, however. Next thing I know, someone is pressed up to me from behind, and something sickly familiar is held against my neck. No... not again... not again!

"All your 'friends' are gonna pay for everything they've done, and you're gonna watch every single moment of it," they hiss in my ear. Tory... she grabs a fistful of my hair, forcefully keeping my head in a position where I can very clearly see the hospital beds in front of me. Lockers line the walls on the sides. I blink away tears in an attempt to better see who lies in the beds. Abuelo..? Demetri... my dad... my brothers...?! My heart pounds even harder and faster. All of them look exactly the same as when I saw them in the hospital, and Abuelo looks the way I imagine he looks right now, hooked up to a ventilator, almost dead... I cry out to all five, praying they hear me. Tory presses the knife harder against my neck. I have to bite my tongue to hold back heavy sobs.

The first person to notice me is Demetri, who seems to be the only one conscious. He promptly stands up, crossing over to me, but before he can get to where Tory holds me hostage, Hawk springs up out of nowhere, and next thing I know, Demetri is on the ground, unmoving. Ay Dios mío! No! No... no no no...

I don't have time to react before there's movement at the hospital beds. Abuelita..! These are all her family members now... I can tell she's crying... all of the heart rate monitors suddenly flatline, meaning one thing... all of them are dead... no! I break free from Tory's grasp, running over to the beds, making my knee erupt in pain with every step, every movement. Abuelita is doubled over with tears. I rush to the bedside of my older brother- René. We were the closest. Both boys have horrible cuts on their faces from the glass, and the my younger one, Alejandro- I liked to call him Pollito- has a huge gash on his head. They're both covered in blood, almost unrecognizably so. I cover my mouth, collapsing to my knees. A mistake, as my knee hurts more and more with every second, but I almost don't notice.