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𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐎𝐒𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐅𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐄𝐑

“RIGHT.   AND   SAY   WHAT   EXACTLY?   THAT   YOU   ARE   SORRY?“   there   is   a   short   pause.   she   been   on   edge   lately.   but   they   were   getting   somewhere   with   tory.   they   weren’t   friends   but   they   weren’t   fighting   anymore,   at   least,   not   as   often   about   everything.   and   then   tory   gives   her   the   cold   shoulder   for   a   few   weeks   and   sam   is   ready   to   go   back   to   their   old   ways   because   it   seems   easier.   “look,   tory.   i   know   you   are   going   through   stuff.   but   i’m   not   my   dad.   i’m   not   gonna   have   the   patience   from   an   adult   because   i’m   not   one.“  

daniel’s   journey   to   his   father’s   death   began   a   year   before   the   actual   moment.   he   is   sure   his   dad   has   been   sick   for   a   while,   longer   than   he   learned   it,   but   he   was   7   when   he   learned   his   father   was   dying   and   they   lacked   the   money   for   treatments.   at   the   time,   no   one   told   him   what   it   was.   even   now   as   an   adult   he   didn’t   knew   but   he   is   sure   it   was   cancer,   one   of   those   that   once   it   spreads,   it   can’t   be   caught,   specially   if   time   has   passed.   it   didn’t   stop   daniel   from   trying   to   go   out   there   and   gain   some   money,   like   a   seven   year   old   would.  

but   when   he   realized   none   of   that   happened.   he   started   to   skip   school,   to   spend   days   with   his   father.   do   things   he   would   stop   doing.   his   mother   started   working   when   his   dad   stopped   being   able   to   and   they   stayed   all   in   a   small   two   bedroom   place   behind   his   uncle   louie’s   home.  

he   was   8   when   his   father   died   and   it   was   during   easter.   he   wanted   to   pretend   nothing   was   happening   but   his   father   was   barely   moving   and   daniel   knew   better.   he   said   his   graces   while   alone   with   him   and   his   father   hold   his   hand   tight   and   told   him   to   be   brave   and   strong.   that   he   was   the   man   of   the   house   now,   that   he   had   to   take   care   of   his   mother.  

no   one   else   was   in   the   house   when   it   happened.   no   one   but   daniel.   he   was   there,   when   his   father   closed   his   eyes   for   a   brief   second   and   asked   daniel   to   go   to   the   kitchen   for   some   water.   and   when   he   came   back.   his   dad   was   no   longer   breathing.   he   was   gone.   daniel   didn’t   know   what   to   do   but   stand   over   and   hold   his   father’s   cold   hand.   he   didn’t   cried   then.   because   he   had   to   be   strong   now,   you   see.   he   had   to   protect   his   mom.   his   family.   it   was   his   job.  

so   daniel   didn’t   cried.   he   called   his   uncle   louie   and   the   ambulance   and   when   his   mom   found   out   and   came   home,   he   consoled   her.   he   made   her   a   meal.   he   wrapped   a   blanket   around   her   when   she   fell   asleep   on   her   empty   cold   bed   on   his   father’s   side   and   gave   her   something   for   the   nerves.  

it   was   only   then   at   night,   alone   in   the   kitchen   as   he   cleaned   everything,   and   stared   at   a   photo   of   his   family   that   he   cried.   he   cried   quietly   and   to   himself,   and   his   cousin   louie   would   found   him   wrapped   around   imself   crying.      he   doesn’t   think   he   ever   seen   louie   so   quiet   but   that   day,   his   cousin   just   hugged   him   and   let   daniel   show   vulnerability.  

the   ghost   of   his   father’s   death   followed   him   through   his   life.   down   to   hiding   his   bruises   and   the   bullying   to   not   make   her   worry   because   his   job   was   to   make   her   feel   safe,   right?   to   make   her   happy   and   to   not   complain.   he   had   to   be   strong.  

it   followed   him   when   he   wanted   to   be   stronger   and   terry   silv.er   offered   him   an   opportunity.   it   followed   him   in   shame   when   that   desire   to   be   strong   led   to   the   worst   year   of   his   life   and   to   an   abuse   that   he   feels   34   years   down   the   line.

almost   25   years   later,   in   june   2011   he   lost   another   father   figure   and   he   had   been   beside   him   as   well.   in   the   house   he   grew   up   basically   in   california,   miyagi   did   the   same   thing.   asked   for   a   glass   of   water,   daniel   knew   what   was   coming   but   he   nodded   and   when   he   came   back,   miyag.i   was   gone.   and   rinse   and   repeat,   daniel   had   to   be   strong   for   his   family   now.  

he   hugged   sam   when   she   found   out,   who   cried   in   his   arms   until   she   fell   asleep.   anthon.y   was   so   young   but   he   seemed   sad,   playing   with   the   rattle   that   miyag.i   had   gifted   him.   amanda   who   had   knew   the   man   for   almost   a   decade   didn’t   went   to   work   so   daniel   did.   it   wasn’t   a   surprise   when   louie   found   him   crying   in   the   back   of   the   dealership   as   they   were   closing.  

         he knows they’ve had little in the way of interaction .   in fact ,     to be completely fair ,    he barely knows a thing about her ------- other than the fact she was impressive when she’d first walked into his dojo .    & she’d kept that up ,    too .    yet he can’t help but feel guilty when he looks at her .     like he’s let her down .              to be honest ,    leaving anyone stuck with kreese feels like letting them down .

     "      𝗯𝗲𝗰𝗮𝘂𝘀𝗲  𝗶'𝘃𝗲  𝗮𝗹𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝘆  𝗹𝗼𝘀𝘁  𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴  𝗯𝗲𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗲  𝗮𝗻𝗱  𝗶  𝗮𝗹𝘄𝗮𝘆𝘀  𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗸  𝗶'𝗺  𝗴𝗼𝗻𝗻𝗮  𝗹𝗼𝘀𝗲  𝗶𝘁  𝗮𝗹𝗹  𝗮𝗴𝗮𝗶𝗻.      𝘀𝗼  𝘄𝗵𝘆  𝗻𝗼𝘁  𝗿𝗶𝘀𝗸  𝗶𝘁  𝗮𝗹𝗹?      "     he  was  being  surprisingly  honest  but  he  knew  that  was  possibly  the  only  way  to  get  through  to  her.     he  had  felt  like  he  had  lost  everything  back  in  1984  when  he  lost  against  daniel,  and  again  in  2001  when  his  mom  passed  and  then  the  constant  up  and  down  of  his  relationship  with  robby  over  the  years.     johnny  felt  like  he  had  already  lost  everything  over  and  over,  he  never  felt  like  he  deserved  anything  that  he  had  and  he  never  got  to  keep  it  because  he  always  lost  it.     risking  everything  was  just  something  he  did  and  had  always  done  for  years,  he  was  about  to  stop  now.     even  if  he  did  have  so  much  more  to  lose  now.     daniel.     robby.     sam  and  anthony.     even  tory.     he’d  do  anything  to  keep  them  all  safe,  even  if  it  meant  losing  them  all  from  his  life  along  the  way,      “     it  may  not  be  the  healthiest  thing  for  me  to  do,  but  it’s  just  what  i  do     .     .     .     i’ve  always  made  bad  choices  and  that  isn’t  exactly  about  to  change,      ”

@vypcr​ asked: “I trusted you once and I’m never doing it again.”            Suspicious Sentence Starters

“BUT   YOU   NEVER   TRUSTED   ME,   MISS.   NICHOLS.   i   don’t   think   you   even   trust   yourself.“   calm   remains   against   the   words,   john   would   shake   his   head   in   dissapointment,   he   would   convince   her   she   is   in   the   wrong.   but   he   does   different,   his   approach   is   to   attack   and   to   do   it   through   words.   it   had   always   been   his   speciality.