"I kinda wanna throw my phone across the room
'Cause all I see are girls too good to be true
With paper-white teeth and perfect bodies
Wish I didn't care"
[SEASON TWO-SIX]
miguel diaz x fem!oc
covers by @hellfiresoulss
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Arizona sat on the edge of the couch in Miguel's apartment, her whole body shaking. Tears streamed down her face, her breath coming out in shallow gasps. Her arm throbbed with searing pain, the letters "TRAITOR" crudely tattooed into her skin. The ink was inflamed, red and swollen, already showing signs of infection. Her mind couldn't process it all-the betrayal, the pain, the shock.
Miguel knelt in front of her, his arms wrapped around her protectively as she sobbed into his chest. He held her tightly, whispering softly, "It's gonna be okay, Arizona. We're here, okay? We're here." But his words did little to soothe the agony ripping through her.
Carmen was beside them, her hands moving with gentle precision as she carefully cleaned Arizona's arm. She winced when she saw how bad the infection was starting to get, her face tight with concern. "I'm going to clean this as best I can," Carmen murmured in her soothing, motherly voice. "But Arizona, this is serious. If it gets worse, we'll need to go to the hospital. I don't want you to get sick from this, okay?"
Arizona barely registered her words. She was too deep in her own pain, too lost in the disbelief of what had happened. She glanced down at the tattoo, the harsh, ugly letters burning into her skin. Her best friend. Tory had done this to her. Tory.
"My own best friend did this to me?" she choked out between sobs, her voice raw and trembling. "Just... why? For leaving Cobra Kai? How could she do this?" The words were thick with disbelief, confusion, and heartache. Her whole body shook as she crumpled against Miguel, the sobs wracking her chest uncontrollably.
Miguel tightened his grip around her, his hand gently running through her hair. "I'm so sorry, Arizona," he whispered, his heart breaking at the sight of her in so much pain. "She had no right to do this. No right."
Across the room, Johnny paced like a caged animal, his face red with fury. He slammed his fist against the kitchen counter, muttering a string of curses under his breath. "Goddamn Cobra Kai... I swear, if I get my hands on them... on Tory-" He stopped himself, fists clenched tightly at his sides. His protective instincts were on overdrive, and seeing Arizona hurt like this, betrayed and brutalized, made him want to tear the dojo apart brick by brick.
