Chapter 149
Roxy"s POV
Have you ever felt the urge to do something bad and feel so delighted at the thought of it? That"s how I feel right now as I pull over in front Mrs. McElroy"s supermarket. Vic and I leave the vehicle and walk into the supermarket. It"s been years since we last stepped into this place and I can spot a few changes. At the cashier"s, I spot a woman with black hair with streaks of grey here and there, busy counting her money. It"s probably closing time for her.
"Ah! Mrs. McElroy," I say and she raises her head, instantly her jaw drops and she carelessly grabs all the money on her counter and hides it somewhere behind her.
"You two children from hell better not be here to steal anything. I thought both of you were dead," she says, terrified and I laugh.
"Oh, we thought you were dead too ma"am. And no, we"re not here to steal from you. Clearly, we"re no longer children as you can see," I say and Vic nods at her.
"Relax Mrs. McElroy. We"re here to pick what we left here years ago," Vic says and she frowns, trying to remember.
"Don"t tell me you forgot that day you called the cops on us?" I close my eyes and sigh. "We told you to keep something for us. Something we treasured..." I pause and correct myself, "... still treasure till today and we really need it. Please tell me you have it."
From around and isle, a guy appears, a scowl on his face.
"Mom, are they bothering you?" he asks. He looks kind of familiar.
"Danny boy? Is ... is that you Daniel?" Vic looks closely at him and then I remember him. He"s her son and damn! He looks so... muscular.
"No, Danny. It"s the brats who used to come here. Roxy and Vic," she rolls her eyes.
"Good to see yah bud," I say, "We"re here for something that belongs to us."
"Danny, go check for it in the store. It"s somewhere in there." She sighs and shakes her head. "Crazy people," she says under her breathe and I snort.
"We heard that," I say and lean on the counter and stare into her terrified eyes which go very wide open, almost the size of golf balls and her hands are trembling.
As we wait for Danny to get back, I grab a lollie, cherry flavored, and just when Mrs. McElroy is about to open her mouth and rebuke me, I place money onto her counter and she shuts her mouth and clears her throat.
"You see, there"s always good in the bad, and bad in the good," I say as I unwrap it and put it in my mouth and Danny walks back to us.
"Jules," I whisper, lollie still in my mouth, as I stare at the black DeMarini CF Zen baseball bat in his hands. As he hands it to me, I hold it with both hands and lift it to my lips and smell it.
"Sweet Jules, how we"ve missed you. Not even a scratch on you, I'm impressed." We named our baseball bat Jules. This bat meant everything to us, but the day we decided to chuck some stuff out of this supermarket illegally, Mrs. McElroy confiscated it. Good thing she still kept it. With it in my hands, I feel a sense of familiarity.
This is one of the best bats in the market, my mom got it for us years ago and tonight, I really needed it.
"Thank you." I nod at her and she stares blankly at us instead. "Let"s go," I tell Vic as I hand him Jules. "Our night has just began. It was nice seeing y"all. Oh!" I pause and turn towards Danny, "Your fly is up, Danny boy." His eyes go wide as he checks his trousers and realizes I am lying.
"Sucker!" I laugh as we walk out and enter my car and in seconds we leave.
"Whatever it is you're up to, it better be good," Vic says.
"Oh, trust me little bro, it is," I say.
***
When we arrive at our destination, Vic starts laughing.
"The Dawson house, huh?" he snorts.
"Yap!" I nod. "These fuckers are dumb enough to make their main gate automatic that it just blindly opens up for any fucking car that pops up. Pff! Why would anyone do that?" I say as we pass the large black metallic gates with a large "Dawson"s" sign at the top. When I pull over, I hand Vic the keys.
"You"re driving when we"re done here," I tell him and he shrugs, then I grab my sweet Jules and we leave the car and walk to the massive front porch. The number of times I"ve been here for parties with Kyrah is enough for me to know all the entrances.
With my lollie in one hand and Jules in the other, I choose not to ring the bell. Instead I slam my bat five times on the damn oak door. When no one answers, I slam the bat on the door again and seconds later, a frightened woman, in a cute blue floral dress and grey cardigan, opens the door.
"Carla? Did I get the name right?" I ask her as I suck my lollie and lay the bat on my shoulder. Her lower lip trembles as she speaks.
"Y-yes. How do y-you know me and how may I h-help you?" she asks.
"Oh, we"re Kyrah"s friends and we"re here for Blake," I say.
"You see, the thing is, he messed with the wrong guys and we"re here to show him that we"re not the type to be messed with," Vic says, leaning against the door frame. "We just wanna talk that's all, we promise we won't even lay a finger on him." He winks at Carla who walks outside and closes the door behind her quietly.
She looks more than terrified now and her eyes are darting from left to right and I have no idea what she's looking for. She then dips her hand into the pocket of her grey cardigan and pulls out something. With her palm tightly shut, she stretches her hand and grabs mine and places a tiny purple flash drive that has a four leaf clover imprinted on it.
"What's this for?" I ask, does she just walk around at night with a flash drive in her pocket?
"Give it to Kyrah, please, tell her to find time to watch it carefully... On her own," she says. "I'll call Blake... Just... don't hurt him," she says. "Don't hurt any of us, please," she says with her trembling hands on the door.
"You have my word," I say and she goes back inside as I put the flash drive in my pocket and seconds later, a purple-faced Blake, motherfucking, Dawson opens the door and the look plastered on his disfigured face makes me cringe. Scott sure worked on his face alright. He literally ruined the guy. He's in a white vest, flip-flops and black shorts that make his legs seem a little... bow legged? Or maybe I'm just seeing things.
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