bloody fists , e. moskowitz & r. keene

chapter eleven

Bloody Fists
chapter eleven

Davina grabbed four packets of m&m's as Demetri, aisha and the small blonde kid , who athena was yet to find out the name of began to grab other snacks aswell.

"stock up good , im inviting everyone. "vip only" my ass" aisha exclaimed , shoving four cans of pringles into the blonde kids arms.

demetri took a glance at the cashier before leaning over the shelves "i still don't understand how we're gonna buy alcohol"

hawk walked past the four while scoffing loudly "oh please. never underestimate the power of the hawk" he opened up the alcohol fridge , grabbing a carton of beers.

Davina grabbed more snacks. demetri softly hit her shoulder with his own , a corncerned look on his face. "you good?"

Davina nodded her head "eli— hawk. whatever his godamn name is , is just being an ass, we had a small fight in the car, he's acting so possessive."

demeteri hummed "finally! someone who understands , i really don't like who he's becoming"

Davina sighed "he's more confident now , and i love that for him, this is what I've wanted for him my whole life. I told him to listen to what Johnny had to say , but he's changing , i don't know how to explain it. Its just getting the best of him."

before demetri could muster up a reply , hawks arm swung around athena's waist. and before she knew it , the pair were at the counters , hawk placed the carton on the counter "did you catch the game last night? see puig with the walk off?"

"nah , man. but i heard he flipped the bat to the moon" the cashier shook his head with a chuckle

"yeah , i was at the bar last night with my buddies from work. whole place went wild" hawk explained with a smirk

"i wanted to go but my girlfriend dragged me to some lame-ass play" the cashier told him.

"bitches will be bitches"

"excuse me?" Davina challenged

"sorry babe" hawks fingers ran along her waistline causing butterflies to flutter around her stomach, she turned to look out the store window. "that doesn't include you. . . how much is it gonna cost?" Hawk questioned

"gotta check your ID first"

hawk chuckled "i'm flattered"

the cashier stayed silent with a blank look waiting for hawks ID.

hawks face dropped "do you really think i'm underage? that's mine and my girls frickin' kid right there" he pointed towards the blonde kid reading through a magazine

the cashiers eyes looked at the blonde kid before stealing glances at Davina.

Davina starred back at the man "he got the recessive genes." She explained with a tight lipped smile

the cashier sighed "yeah, i still need to see it. it's required by law."

"oh yeah , for sure. just upholding the law. it's all good" hawk dug into his back pocket , pulling out an ID that was in no way, real.

the cashier took a moment checking out the ID and hawk before he threw it back at him. reaching down for some bags.

"and— how about eight bottles of that vodka right there" hawk pointed.

The cashier nodded. "The master plan was always in action when the hawk is involved." Hawk whispered into her ear.

"He brought it, you can let go of me now." Davina replied, still annoyed with Hawks sudden change in attitude towards her since the car.