The Way of the Fist 🐉Tory Nichols🐉

6. THE CANYON

I stood outside a store with Diaz while Aisha, Demetri, Bert, and Hawk were inside getting snacks and drinks for a party. "Everything good?" I asked Diaz as he got of the phone. "It's Sam. She isn't answering my calls or texts." He answered. "You think it has something to do with that kid you saw her with?" I asked. "I hope not." He answered. "Want me to kick his ass?" I asked with a smirk. "No." He said smiling back. "Alright." I said nodding my head with a laugh. "Come on, Dickhead. Let's go." I said as the others exited the store. "Let's go, bitches! Whooo!" Hawk shouted. I shook my head. "Oh, yeah. Do that in front of the store because that's not suspicious at all." I said sarcastically.

CANYON

I sat in front of the firepit staring at the flames holding my third cup of vodka in my hands. "Going a little heavy, don't you think?" Hawk asked sitting down beside me. "Eh. Not really." I said. "Something wrong?" He asked. "It's the tournament and my dad." I answered with a sigh. "He keeps pushing me and pushing me. The last time I competed in a tournament...it ended in World War Holland." I explained. "Does it happen all the time?" He asked. "Yeah...two tournaments ago...I was in the finals. And that was when my dad got the news." I said. "What happened?" He asked. "My mother was just killed in a car accident. Apparently, some jackass was drunk and crashed his F-150 into her car. Killing her...on impact." I said. "I'm sorry." Hawk stated. "Don't worry about it." I said downing the drink getting to my feet with a groan. "We all gotta die sometime right?" I asked making my way to the drinks to grab another.

NIGHT

"Dudes had it coming! They destroyed his car...so I destroyed their faces." I said slurring my words. "The next time I see them, they better remember." I added as everyone gathered around me listening to the story. "Dude. I think you need to take a break." Hawk told me. "Don't tell me what to drink, Birdshit. I feel perfectly...fine." I slurred with a burp. "I'm sure you do." He told me. I unsteadily walked over to Miguel. "Hiya, Buddy." I said slinging my arm around his shoulder. "Dude, you're wasted." He said. "Hell, yeah. I am. And I feel...great!" I said finishing the drink I  my hand. "How many cups have you had?" He asked. "Only four." I answered. He looked at me dissuaded. "Seven." I answered. "Holy shit, Jack! That's a lot!" He exclaimed. "Don't worry about it." I said waving it off. "I'm a Cobra. I'm not weak!" I said walking away unsteadily.

I sat on the ground leaning against Hawk's leg. "It was crazy man." I mumbled. "Yeah. I know." He said before I heard shouting from Diaz and Sam. I climbed to my feet. "Hey! What's with all the screaming and the shouting?" I asked walking over. "None of your business." A boy said next to Sam. "Diaz is my friend, so that makes it my business, asshat." I spat. "You got a problem, asshole?" He asked me getting in my face. "Depends, you wanna make one?" I snarled. He pushed me away. "The only problem here is your breath that smells like shit." He sounded. I got to my feet. "Cute. Real cute." I voiced before I ran at the guy. I lifted him into the air before slamming him into the ground and kicked him in the stomach before I was being pulled back by Diaz and Hawk. "Jack! Stop! That's enough! RENSHI!" Diaz shouted. I pulled free from the two Cobras. "You got lucky. Next time, I won't have these two to hold me back." I growled before pushing passed Diaz and Hawk.