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Can you miss someone you don’t know if you lost or not?
Seeing her, on the other side of the Sekai Taikai with cobra kai, was a punch in the stomach.
He felt a lot of emotions in that moment.
Betrayal.
Sadness.
Maybe even anger, or something similar.
But there was an emotions that he wasn’t suppose to feel, which was understandment.
They stared at each others like the whole tournament wasn’t in the room, til her gaze fell on the floor.
In that moment, a lot of thoughts went through robby’s head, all of them somehow taking him back to one specific memory.
Their deal.
It was all his fault.
But he understood her somehow.
Nothing could stop a thought going into Robby’s head.
And it was that
He should’ve follow her when she ran away from the dojo, but he didn’t do anything besides calling after her and standing there like a fool.
It felt like years before, when they were happy making dreams and promises, thinking they could’ve kept them, the truth now punching his stomach like a punching bag.
He hates Kreese and everyone else.
He hates sensei LaRusso.
He hates the whole Sekai Taikai.
But what he hates the most isn’t her.
What he hates the most is himself for not being able to hate her, because somewhere in his soul, he understands why she did what she did.
He should’ve gone after her.
He lost her.
He lost the only one who’s ever known who he is, who is not and who he wanna be
What can he do now?
The words she said to him at the waterpark hit him.
“I’m a big girl, I can make my own decisions”
But how could he be fine with that, or even pretend to be.
He doesn’t know what to do, just like he didn’t know what to do all this time without her.
He sent her a lot of messages, and now, after the truth of why she saw any hit him, he regrets not doing more.
Is this a confirmation that whatever was going on between them is now over?
Some man is presenting the teams, but robby cant even hear what he’s saying.
His gaze doesn’t move from her not even when he hears him saying his name tO present him as the captain.
He lost her.
The one he was dancing with at prom, the only one that knew him completely.
Their deal hit him, wrapping around his mind like barbed wire, digging in, refusing to let go.
They had to stick together, just her and him.
He wanted to hate her.
He wanted to hate her for standing with them, for choosing them over him.
But no matter how much he tried, no matter how much he clenched his fists, he couldn’t do it.
And that made it worse.
So much worse.
She was on the other side of the mat, with Cobra Kai, but that didn’t change the fact that he still cared for her.
How could he not?
It didn’t change the fact that, no matter what happened next, she would always have a piece of him.
And that’s what hurt him the most.