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Johnny laid on his king sized bed, on the phone.
He and the other talked for almost an hour when suddenly there was stomping up the stairs of the mansion that belonged to his stepfather: Sid.
The old man banged the door, screaming, "Get out here, you schmuck! Your mother and I want to have a little chat with you." The eighteen year old ignored and kept on talking. "Get the hell out here!" Johnny rolled his eyes, "I got to go."
"Let me guess, Sid?"
"You know so well." They chuckled as the door seemed like it was gonna give. "Say hi to your mom for me. I'll come by tomorrow."
"Yeah, Ma's been wondering. Okay, I'm gonna go help Mr. Myagi. Love you, blondie." That damn Jersey accent made the boy's face light up with a smile. "Love you, babe."
He placed the phone onto the cradle and stood, sighing and made his way to the door. "Why are you so fuckin-- My, my, so he lives!" He said with sarcasm.
"What is it?"
"Your mother is expecting you to head downstairs." The old man started ahead. "If you don't hurry your ass up, you can forget about going out."
Johnny headed down the stairs of the other side of the hall. He saw his mom, Laura and Sid sitting on the sofa. "Hey, sweetie. Come sit, there's something we need to talk to you about." The boy gave a look of confusion but sat. "About?"
Sid went straight to the point after Laura had a hard time getting there.
"Look kid, you're getting married." He shoved a picture onto the teen's chest. Johnny looked at it and saw a brunette with green eyes smiling, maybe a year younger than him. "His name's Kyle Novak. Son of Phillip Novak, he's the owner of--"
"I know. He's some big, rich man, right? Why do I have to get married to some guy I don't even know?"
"It's for business, kid. Now, I want you to break off whatever the hell you have with that kid from Reseda."
"Not gonna happen, Sid."
"Johnny, hon, please."
"So you're on board with that crap, Mom? Daniel is my boyfriend (of 7 months), okay? I'm not getting married to that Nova or whatever the hell his name is just because of business. And I'm not even his son."
The man stood on his feet and slapped his stepson, ignoring Laura's pleas. He held Johnny's face with brute force. "Either you end it or I will!" He hit him again. "Understand? You will meet him in a week."
The boy glared at him as he let go. Johnny made his way to his room without another word.
He shut the bedroom door and started throwing stuff around in rage. Get married? What in the world are they thinking? He knew Sid didn't care what he said and he'll make him marry that guy. No way.
How am I going to tell Daniel? How's he gonna take it? His mom? Mr. Miyagi ?
He ran his fingers through his hair when the phone rang. Lawrence picked up, "Johnny Lawrence speaking."
"Hey, Johnny." It was Daniel. But it sounded like he was crying.
"Babe, you okay?"
"Um...no." LaRusso sniffled. "I can't sleep."
Johnny was hit with worry, "I'll be there in 15, okay? Just hang on Daniel."
"Hurry, Johnny."
With that, Johnny puts on his jacket and shoes. He quickly went down to the back door. He ran down the street to Bobby's for his motorcycle. The teen got his bike and rode away.