Dusk bathed the sky in orange and purple hues as Clark led me up a stunning mountain, the sound of the wind dancing through the trees like a soft melody that cut through the silence. From there, the glow of Los Angeles spread like a tapestry of lights dancing below us, the weight of that view cutting through the air like a flame that warmed the emptiness in my chest. Minutes later, the sound of a match cut through the silence as he lit a cigarette, the glow of the flame dancing across his face like a melody I couldn't ignore. "Why do you smoke?" I asked, the weight of that curiosity cutting through the air like a soft knife as I stared at him. He offered me a drink, the sound of the liquid dancing in the glass like a promise that cut through the silence, and I took it, the taste cutting through my throat like a thunderclap that warmed the weight of the night.
As we drank, the sound of our sips cutting through the air, the weight of a question danced in my chest like a flame I couldn't extinguish. "Is it true what you told me… About coming back to Los Angeles because of me?" I asked, my voice shaking with an anxiety that cut through the silence like a melody I needed to hear from his lips. Ever since he'd said it in the dojo, the sound of those words had been dancing in my mind like a thunderclap I couldn't silence, the weight of that anticipation cutting through the air as I waited.
He confirmed it, the sound of that truth cutting the air like a sharp knife that danced in my chest, and everything exploded inside me like a wild melody that I could no longer contain. I couldn't hold it in, the weight of that love dancing in my heart like a flame that cut through the silence as we had sex on that mountain for the first time. "I've never felt anything like what I felt on that mountain that night..." I murmured, the sound of that memory cutting through the air like a magical melody that danced in my chest. It hurt at first, the weight of that feeling cutting through the silence like a soft knife, but then it was wonderful, the sound of that pleasure dancing in my body like a flame that I wanted to consume. The feelings I had kept inside exploded, the sound of our kisses cutting through the air as we lay together, the weight of everything we felt dancing like a melody that we used to the fullest that night.
After that unforgettable night, the sound of that passion cutting through the air like a thunder that I wanted to keep forever, the guys from Cobra Kai found out that there would be a party at Larusso's house, the weight of that news dancing like a flame that cut through the silence. We invaded, the sound of that decision cutting through the air like a dark melody while I reviewed my actions, the weight of anger dancing in my chest like a flame that I could not extinguish. I wanted to punch Larusso in the face, the sound of that anxiety cutting through the air as I longed to tell her everything that Clark and I had done that night. I wanted to see her face, the weight of that desire dancing in my heart like a melody that cut through the silence, I wanted to destroy her in every way. If she hadn't gotten involved in the story, none of this would have happened... Everything would be different between me and Clark... That night could have been even better... The sound of that thought cut through the air like a dark flame, the weight of that hypothesis dancing in my mind as I imagined the impossible, the sound of that night echoing like a melody that I didn't know if it could be surpassed.
We all went inside, the sound of chaos cutting through the air as we messed up her house, the weight of that revenge dancing in my chest like a flame that I wanted to consume. At that moment, I didn't want to know anything, the sound of guilt cutting through the silence as I blamed Larusso for everything bad in my life, the weight of that anger dancing like thunder that I wanted to unload on her at any cost.
I found her, the sound of our footsteps cutting through the air as we began to fight, the weight of that fury dancing in my chest like a wild melody that cut through the silence. I told her about me and Clark, the sound of those words cutting through the air like a sharp knife that I didn't think about before using. I didn't reflect on my actions, the weight of that impulse dancing in my chest like a flame that cut through the air, telling another girl that I had slept with her boyfriend. What the hell was wrong with me? The sound of that doubt cut through the silence like a dark melody as I realized, too late, that proclaiming myself like that was like calling myself a slut, the weight of that shame dancing in my chest like a flame that I couldn't extinguish.
But in that moment, I felt joy, the sound of that pleasure cutting through the air as I watched her face contort, the weight of that realization dancing in my chest like a melody I wanted to play forever. I humiliated her, the sound of that victory echoing like thunder as I showed the marks Clark had left on me, the weight of the tears filling her eyes cutting through the silence like a flame I didn't care to extinguish. "I didn't care… I felt happiness in doing it…" I murmured, the sound of that confession dancing in my chest like a dark melody as the weight of that cruelty cut through the air.
Then he arrived, the sound of his footsteps cutting through the silence like a thunder I hadn't expected. First, Larusso confronted him, the weight of that argument dancing in the air like a flame that cut through the silence, and then I faced him, the sound of that moment dancing in my chest like a melody I wanted to master. He confirmed it, the weight of that truth cutting through the air as Larusso ran to the room crying, the sound of her tears echoing like a lament that cut through the silence. I approached him and kissed him, the sound of that kiss cutting through the air like a flame that danced in my chest, the boys outside listening to everything, the weight of that exposure cutting through the silence like a melody I didn't care to play. I just wanted to win that night too.
He pushed me away, the sound of that gesture cutting through the air like a soft thunder as the weight of anger danced across his face, a dark flame that cut through the silence as he stared at me. I didn't think, the sound of that rejection dancing in my chest like a melody I didn't want to hear, and I left, the weight of those footsteps cutting through the air as I walked back home, the sound of routine cutting through the silence like a flame I needed to rekindle.
I thought we would be together after that, the weight of that hope dancing in my chest like a melody that cut through the air, but, as always, the universe conspired against me, the sound of that betrayal echoing like a dark thunder. Clark simply disappeared, the weight of that absence cutting through the silence like a sharp knife that danced in my chest. I called him days later, the sound of my voice cutting through the air as he said he would be back in a few days, the weight of that promise dancing in my heart like a flame that I wanted to believe. But he disappeared, the sound of that silence cutting through the air for a month without news, the weight of that wait dancing in my chest like a dark melody that cut through the emptiness.
"I had been happy thinking I would be with him after he broke up with Larusso…" I murmured, the sound of that illusion cutting through the air like a soft flame that danced in my chest, but they were just stories in my head, the weight of that disillusionment cutting through the silence like a thunder I couldn't extinguish. "Every day I thought about that night… I felt used… Dirty and disillusioned… I cried… A lot…" The sound of those tears danced in my chest like a dark melody that cut through the air, but I was strong, the weight of that resilience cutting through the silence like a flame I wanted to rekindle. "So, once again, I tried to move on, to leave him aside and do things for myself for the first time in my life, to forget that idiot…" The sound of that determination cut through the air as I started to leave with Roby, the weight of that choice dancing in my chest like a soft melody.
"He was so good to me…" I murmured, the sound of that kindness cutting through the air like a flame dancing in my heart. "His life was just as bad as mine, haha… I felt sorry for the way things were going for him…" The weight of that empathy cut through the silence as I started to leave with him, the sound of that effort dancing in my chest like a melody that cut through the air, mainly to forget that scoundrel who had used me and thrown me away—or at least that was how I felt, the weight of that realization dancing like a dark flame. "Or at least I thought…" The sound of that doubt cut through the air as the love for Clark danced in my chest like a melody I couldn't erase. "No matter how much time passes or what he does to me… I can't hate him… I never could…"