𝐁𝐀𝐃 𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐀 𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓?| Robby Keene & Eli Moskowitz [COMPLETED]

𝒙𝒍. kitty hawk

chapter forty:
❛ kitty hawk ❜

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The Cobra Kai dojo was thick with tension that evening, the sharp scent of sweat lingering in the air as the students wrapped up their drills. The harsh fluorescent lights buzzed faintly, casting a cold glare across the mats. Robby's fists thudded rhythmically against the punching bag, each strike landing with a dull, satisfying thump. His breathing was steady, his muscles aching from the relentless training Kreese had put them through.

The sound of whispers broke his focus.

Robby slowed his punches, brow furrowing as he noticed a cluster forming near the front of the dojo. Tory, Kyler, Kenny, and a few others were huddled together, speaking in hushed tones that felt almost... conspiratorial. They weren't just chatting-it was serious.

His eyes narrowed as he unwrapped his hands, the cloth slipping from his bruised knuckles. Whatever they were talking about, it was bad. He could feel it in the way Kenny kept shifting his weight, glancing toward him like he was hiding something.

Robby stepped forward, his voice calm but commanding. "What's going on?"

The group quieted immediately. Kenny looked the most uncomfortable, exchanging a quick look with Tory. Kyler, for once, didn't have anything smart to say.

Robby's chest tightened. "Someone wanna tell me what's happening?"

Kenny finally spoke, his voice quiet. "It's... it's Cameron. Her parents sent her away."

Robby blinked, his stomach twisting into a knot. His heart rate picked up, though he kept his expression steady. "Sent her where?"

Kenny hesitated.

"Took her out of school," Tory said flatly, arms crossed, her face hard. "They sent her to Kitty Hawk."

Robby's head snapped toward her, his brows knitting in confusion.

"What the hell is Kitty Hawk?" His voice was sharper now, more demanding.

Kenny exhaled, like he'd been dreading this part. "It's a wilderness camp," he muttered.