𝒟𝓊𝓂𝒷 𝒷𝑜𝓃𝓃𝓎

𝒞𝒽𝒶𝓅𝓉𝑒𝓇 6

Bonny

Walking , walking .. so tired of walking
Mave and I were walking around in this bright ole store .. it made my eyes hurt honestly

"What's your favorite color bon" Mave asked me looking down whilst holding my hand

"Pink" i said looking up at her then glancing around the store again

"Pink" she repeated to the woman across from us

"Bonnie let me see the card daddy- - Roscoe gave you" Mave stuttered did she say daddy? My daddies not alive nomore I thought whilst reaching in my pants pocket bringing out the card and giving it to her

"Good girl" she smiled
Taking it then paying for whatever she got that was pink.
She called me good girl ... I cant stop smiling to myself. Eww I must look like a maniac just smiling

"What you so happy about cutie?" Mave asked rising her hand making mines rise with her as a joke

"I'm thinking about mr.hemsworth being all cold he was shivering and stuff like a baby" I laughed. I think about a lot of stuff at once so I'm not lying. I'm not gonna tell her I'm blushing of course..

She laughed
"You're a bad girl you know that" she laughed at me swinging our arms back and forth jokingly.

"Here you go , you're total is $419" the woman over the counter smiled looking at Mave ..

Mave then swiped the card .. then put in the pin ..

What was the pin again ? I forgot ...

Oh well

Whatever she bought was bagged and given to her
"Here you are princess" she smiled giving me the bag ...

"Thank you" I said taking it not knowing what it was though.

We walked out the store and then went to other stores. Like clothing ones , shoe ones ..
mom-mave bought me these really cute slides ..
we we're going down this escalator when I asked her a question.
"Mave why did hemsworth come to your house when I ran here last night ?" I asked genuinely Curious. I'm starting to feel like it's a lot i don't know about.

"He .. just wanted to- apologize for scaring you off ya know?"

"Then why was he yelling and putting a gun to my head .. mutiple times .. he wasn't sorry then" I said rolling my eyes.

"Bonnie ." She sighed as we walked off the end of the escalator
"He's really a nice guy , atleast he was. He's just been really fucked up lately ... but i try not to hold it against him. . hes still my" She stopped

"Your what?" I asked

"My boyfriend. . They both are" she said , uncomfortably. .
"Both?" I smiled... woah I heard about this but I didn't think it was true and stuff you know .. like people dating two people at the same time and blah blah blah ..

"Yes .." she laughed
"But they kill people.. and threaten unarmed nonviolent girls?" I said .. remembering what they did ..
we turned into this pretzel shop .. now standing in line

"I swear they're nice and caring .. just really crazy sometimes. . ." She said looking down at me.

Nice and caring .. hmm

"They're very protective .. of not only the ones they care about but about their business. I Guess you kind of got pulled into all of this when they brought that man to your store" she spoke softly.

How did she know who they brought to my store ? How did she know it was a man?

I don't think I can trust her

"Yea I guess so" I shrugged. Who said I wanted to be in all of "this" though?"

"Enough about me. . Your store .. is it like a family business or?" She asked me moving up in the line now.

"No not really .. my moms mom had it given to her just for extra money .. i don't know it's a lot. I just know it's a crystal shop because my grandma and mom were so spiritual. Not me though." I said shrugging again.

"So are you like the last living relative or ?"

"Yea on my moms side. But my dad has a bunch of kids. But they don't really know me. I'm his youngest , the rest has surpassed him" I said thinking about my half brothers .. that don't talk to me.

"Oh so you're just by yourself huh?" She asked

"Yea pretty much" I answered truthfully. She then began to order something from the menu as it was now our turn.

I was looking on the menu but there were no pictures.
After ordering we went to a small table to sit down and eat as she began to text on her phone.

Whilst eating I began thinking to myself.

Why does everytime mr Hemsworth seem to be .. so powerful over me I do nothing but rush somewhere. It's like my mind becomes trapped in a place like Stockholm syndrome. Like he literally brung a dead dude into my store with his crazy psycho brother and they both put guns to my head. Then next thing you know they're rocking me on their chest or buckling me in my seatbelt. .

I don't know. I just feel like there's another part of me I don't know too much about. ? Or there's something going on here between them three that I DONT want to be involved in