"Yes, I know that he's my ex, but can't two people reconnect? / "I only see him as a friend, " the biggest lie I ever said / Oh, yes, I know that he's my ex, but can't two people reconnect?"
[SEASON ONE-SIX]
robby keene x fem!oc x eli moskowitz
chapter thirty-one: ❛ not invited to my own house party ❜
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The rhythmic pounding of Cameron and Tory's footsteps against the concrete echoed like a drumbeat of fury as they stormed up the driveway of the LaRusso house. The warm glow of lights spilled out through the windows, accompanied by the muffled hum of laughter and conversation. To Cameron, it was an insult-a party in her house, with her sister hosting, and she hadn't even been invited.
Cameron's jaw tightened as she exchanged a brief glance with Tory, who smirked knowingly.
"You ready to make an entrance?" Tory asked, her voice low and filled with challenge.
Cameron didn't respond. Instead, she let her actions speak for her. Raising her foot, she kicked the front door open with a forceful crack, the wood splintering at the hinges as it swung inward with a crash. The noise sent a shockwave through the house, and the lively chatter died instantly.
Every head turned toward the doorway, where Cameron and Tory stood silhouetted, like a storm rolling into a peaceful sky. Cameron's glare swept across the room, taking in the wide-eyed stares of Miguel, Sam, and the rest of the Miyagi-Fangs. Drinks were abandoned mid-sip, conversations cut off mid-sentence. The room grew tense as the realization set in-this wasn't a party anymore; it was a battlefield.
Cameron took a step forward, her boots thudding against the floor. "Heard you were throwing a party," she said, her voice cold and dripping with disdain. Tory followed closely, her own eyes locked on Sam.
"Hope you don't mind if we crash," Tory added, her tone sharp and venomous.
Cameron's gaze finally landed on Sam, and her expression darkened. "Not even an invite for your own sister?" she spat, her voice rising in pitch. She gestured to the walls around her. "This is my house, Sam. Or did you forget that?"
Sam stepped forward hesitantly, holding up her hands as if to placate her sister. "Cam, you don't have to do this," she said softly, her voice tinged with regret.
Cameron's lips twisted into a bitter smile, a dangerous edge behind her calm demeanor. "It's too late, Sam. You made your choice, and now-this ends tonight!"
Before Sam could respond, Tory's voice cut through the room, loud and commanding. "No mercy!" she shouted, raising her fist high in the air.
The room exploded into chaos.
Cobra Kai and Miyagi-Fang members surged toward each other, and the party instantly dissolved into a full-blown brawl. Furniture toppled, glass shattered, and shouts echoed through the house as bodies collided.
