ᴀʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴍɪɴᴇ? | Hawk/ Eli Moskowitz | SLOW UPDATES

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PART THREE

ANGER PULSED WITHIN ME. My hands felt heavy and my heart was beating so loudly i could barely keep up with my own actions.

One person became two, then that two became four. People were falling to my feet left and right, my body weaker every fight.

It's been only ten minutes since Brooke left me to go find Sam and Tory.

This was bad, everything was so bad.

I punched the guy in-front of me once more, a loud grunt escaping his lips as he hits the floor. My hands shaking as blood now smeared my knuckles. I wondered if it was my own or his.

It didn't matter.

At this rate i was going to be the only one standing. Miguel was fighting for his life in the kitchen, and just when i'm about to help him i'm pulled back by another person coming at my neck.

I felt helpless watching him take punch after punch, and all i could do was watch.

Eli on the other hand is taking people down left and right. I can hardly keep up as our team gets smaller and smaller.

Tyler is practically unconscious on the couch, and Demetri is barley holding up.

Everything is falling to shit and i can't keep fighting or else i'll end up dead.

I'm exhausted.

I'm exhausted of constantly fighting.
I'm exhausted from all the punches and all the blood.
I'm exhausted from not sleeping.
I'm exhausted from this constant conflicted battle that seems never ending.

I'm just so exhausted.

I almost fall to my knees, fatigue weighing down everything in my body. I can barley stand.

I don't let anything give out on me.

Just one more fight.

"Hey!." My eyes find two guys holding Demetri down."Yo, Hawk. Free shot!."

Demetri looks up helplessly at Eli. His eyes so tired i almost find comfort in knowing i'm not the only one exhausted.

I look across from him at Eli. He exhales once before his eyes catch mine.

From all the times he's looked at me, He's never looked at my like that. He looked so conflicted almost confused.

His gaze went from my eyes to my cheek. I know because my face coated a deep blush despite the pain punching at my gut.

I looked back at Demetri then towards him. Pleading with my eyes for him to not do what he's about to do.

I begged. My eyes swirling with heavy wishes i need him to listen too.

He breathed again moving on his feet, and just as i'm about to stop him, maybe even charge towards demetri, someone kicks me in my ribs.