Playing With Fire (Terry Silver)

Chapter Eighteen

The next day at karate, Terry was watching Amara like a hawk. Amara really didn't want to be there today. But Terry practically forced her to go. Saying something along the lines of 'you don't abandon your team just because you're injured'.

Amara had bruises all over her neck from Terrys hand last night. Tory was aggressively punching a dummy and Amara was next to her, punching just as hard, if not, harder.
"What happened with you?"
Amara breathes out, taking a break for a second before picking up again.
"Well, Robby broke up with me."
She says with fake enthusiasm. She punches the dummy even harder. Amara stops for a second,
"What?"
She asks, shocked. That was the last thing she was expecting to hear.
"Mars, I love you. But I really am not ready to talk about it."
Tory says, and she doesn't stop punching the dummy. In fact, Tory punches even harder. Amara understands.
"I get it. But, I'll be here for you, the second you're ready to."
Amara promises.

The girls attention is distracted by none other than Stingray entering the dojo.
"Oh, great."
Amara mutters, seeing the guy who her grandfather allegedly attempted to murder.
"There he is. The man himself."
Terry's loud voice announces.
"Junbi stance."
He instructs the students he's teaching and walks over towards Stingray.
"An exemplar of everything Cobra Kai stands for. Locality. Discipline. Inner strength. After former Sensei Kreese's cowardly attack, most people would've crawled into a hole to hide. Not Stingray. He stood tall. Demanded justice. That's Cobra Kai. So let's give him the welcome he deserves."
Amara scoffs at this and does a slow clap with her hands.

(A/N this is how I imagine it.)

Amara also noticed that Tory also rolled her eyes. Maybe she believed that Kreese was innocent too. She made a mental note to talk with her about it when they were alone.
"Nichols, take over class. I need a word with my guy here."
Terry nods, smirking to Stingray. Amara turns back to the dummy and begins punching and kicking even harder than before.

After karate, Amara assists in cleaning up the dojo with a couple of staff members. Once they all leave, Amara sits on a bench and scrolls through her phone. Terry leaves his office,
"When can we see Kreese?"
Amara asks, putting away her phone and crossing her arms over her chest.
"When I say we can."
Terry responds, just a stubborn as Amara. She resists the urge to roll her eyes, and stands up from the bench, ready to go back home.

"Terry, I miss him."
Amara whines and Terry resists the urge to roll his eyes this time. Terry has all the money she could ever need. Terry can protect her and keep her safe. Yet, she always needs someone else. Why can't he be enough for her? This is exactly why Terry needed to isolate her from everyone.
"Angel, there's something I need to tell you. And you're not going to like it."
Terry says, peaking Amara's interest.
"I went to see John. And he made it clear that he didn't want any visitors. He didn't approve anyone on the visitation list."
Terry lies in a sad, yet convincing voice. Amara's eyes swell and fill with tears.
"Even me?"
She asks, in a hoarse voice and Terry nods sadly. Amara can't hold back her tears. Terry holds back his smirk and wraps his arms around Amara.
"Everything is going to be all right."
Amara cries into his chest while he soothes her by rubbing her back.
"Don't worry darling, I'm right here. I'll always be by your side, I promise."
Terry places a kiss to the top of Amara's head. This was the side of Terry she fell in love with. This was the Terry that made her feel safe and warm.