psycho -terry silver-

s5 e4

The next few days, Madeline and Terry spent most of their time away from each other. Today, Terry carefully walks into the room that she had moved back into to get away from him. "Madeline?" "Terrance." She says, continuing to put on her eyeliner. "You coming with?" He's been cautious around her since she swore to be his worst nightmare. So far, nothing has happened. "I'm actually headed out. But thanks." She turns to look at him, her blood red painted lips curling into a smile. He gulps, nodding. "Where're you headed?" He asks softly. "Date." She pushes down a smirk when he nods again.

"Date?" He questions. "Yeah. Guy at the store asked me out." She smiles again. "Do you know his name?" "Andrew. Anthony?" She shrugs. "Not entirely sure. I'll ask again tonight." She stands, fixing her shirt before walking to Terry. "I'll be back before midnight." She kisses his jaw, leaving a lip print on his skin. He wishes he was the one messing up her lipstick, but he fucked up. He really fucked up. He'd give anything to have her lips on him again. He almost reaches out to stop her but he doesn't. "Bye, Terrance." "Madeline."

She hums, looking at him. "How long are you gonna keep this up? Are you gonna keep punishing me?" He asks. "Punishing you?" She giggles, grabbing his jaw in her perfectly manicured hand. "My love, I'm not punishing you. I'm teaching you a lesson. A lesson you need to learn." She grins, pulling his face down to hers. "I'll see you later, yeah?" She says, letting him go and turning away. Her skirt flares up, showing off her red cheeky panties. It takes everything in him not to grab her and pound into her until she apologizes for acting like this. She's dressed like a whore and she's headed out on a date, with someone who isn't Terry. He sighs.

He closes her door behind him as he walks out. Madeline smirks as she walks to the boy's car once he honks. "Hey." "Hey." His name tag from the store sits on the dash. 'Andrew' "So, Andrew, what're we doing tonight?" "You know what I'm thinking?" He asks, sliding his hand up her thigh. She smacks it away. "Not on first date, lover boy." She laughs. "You gonna make me work for it?" He jokes. "Absolutely. I'm hard to get, babe." She states with a smile. He pulls out of the driveway, looking at her. "So, who're we trying to make jealous?" He asks. "What?" She nervously laughs. "I can see the marks on your neck, Mads."

"Already up to nicknames?" She tries to change the subject. "So who is he? Boyfriend? Almost boyfriend but not? Just a fuck-buddy?" She sighs, wishing she had covered them better. "Almost boyfriend but not. And please, don't think I'm gross, it's Terry Silver." His eyes widen and he slows the car, pulling over. "Like... Sensei Terry Silver? Cobra Kai's sensei?" She nods. "Possibly." "I knew I've seen you somewhere other than the store. You lost last years tournament. You seem like such a good fighter, what happened?" She huffs, crossing her arms over her chest. "My mom happened." He starts to drive again, chuckling. "I can relate to that." He says softly.

"Talk to me." He presses. "She shipped me off to live with my grandpa because I got in a fight. It was a little fight." "Little? Mads, I've seen the police report. As have most people in the Valley. You're John Kreese's granddaughter. We know what you did." He says with a laugh. She goes red, looking down at her feet. "It was little to me. That's not even the biggest fight I've been in." "And you're proud of that?" She shrugs, looking at him. "Why wouldn't I be? When an enemy challenges you, you win or you lose. None of this truce bullshit. And I won't be a loser." She says. "Wow." "You've gotta have a winning attitude. If you don't, you're loser even if you win."

"Is this what Cobra Kai shoves into your head?" "No, this is real life, Andrew. That's what experience shoves into your head." She snaps. He nods, setting his hand on her knee. "You really wanna make this guy jealous?" He asks, pulling into the mall parking lot. "Absolutely." She says. "Let me do one thing. We don't even have to go all the way, just one thing." He says. She cautiously nods. "Let's go back to yours, lock the bedroom door, and pretend to have sex. You think he'll beat my ass?" "Oh, he'll definitely try if he's there." She giggles. "You'll protect me?" "He won't lay a hand on you." She promises. "Let's go." He says with a smile. They quickly pull out.