I'll have to say... this chapter is actually pretty good! Hope you guys feel the same way.
Chapter Two
"I have to get away from here!" the young boy said, while running for his life through the woods.
'Why me?Why did they choose me?' He then looked down and realized his pants were unbuttoned, so he stopped running to fix them and slumped down next on a tree to catch his breath.
"You can run, but you can't hide, Seville!" he heard a dark voice yell from not too far away.
He looked to his left and back to his right, before standing back up and running again.
"Look, over there!" he heard another voice. It wasn't as dark as the other, but it still had a terrifying tone.
Oh no! They saw me! Now what do I do? Then he felt something grab his side, spin him around and push him to the ground.
"No, please! Stop!" He begged the man to stop, but he continued to pull the boy's pants down while the other held down his hands.
"Please! Please stop! Please!"
Alvin jerked awake in his hotel bed. His body was covered in sweat and his breathing was heavy.
''Alvin, honey, are you okay?'' He looked to his left and saw Brittany looking back with worried eyes.
''Yeah, I'm fine.'' he lied. ''Just a bad dream.''
Brittany knew better. ''It was about your dad and uncle wasn't it?'' She put a hand on his shoulder.
He nodded. ''Yeah. Ever since we got here, I keep getting this wierd feeling that we were being... followed.''
''Well, I saw some paparazzi lurking around the store earlier-''
''No, not like that! It's a wierd.. scary feeling.'' Alvin sighed. ''We need to go home tomorrow. You know, in case it.. is.. Jerry and Phil.'' he spoke their names with venom.
''Alright. I'll tell the kids.. you can pack our stuff and I'll help them pack theirs.''
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''Why are we leaving so soon?'' Aaron groaned. Brandan hit him in the shoulder and glared.
''Yeah, Mom, why can't we stay a little longer?'' Sophia moaned from the back of the group.
Alvin turned toward the two complaining kids. ''We're going home! No complaints!'' The two cowered back. Alvin looked down. ''Sorry. Just.. let's go.''
They loaded up in the bus and found a seat. Alvin and Brittany in the front behind the driver, and the kids scattered out.
Aaron was in the mood to annoy people. ''Hey, Rodney, are we there yet?'' he shouted.
''No, not yet kiddo.'' he replied. Brandan giggled.
Aaron smirked. ''How about now?'' he shouted again.
Alvin turned in his seat and gave his son a warning glare. Aaron nodded and slumped back in his seat.
''No, Aaron we're still not there.'' Rodney sighed.
Alvin turned back around. Aaron chuckled. Oh boy...
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''Home sweet home.''Alvin laughed as he fell back onto the couch. Aaron and Brandan ran to their bedroom, but Sophia remained in the living room with Alvin. Brittany down to the den.
Dustin sat next to his dad. ''Um, Dad, can I ask you a question?''
Alvin smirked. ''You already did.'' Dustin looked away. ''Sorry, sure kiddo.''
''Um, well, why did we have to leave so early?'' Dustin asked meeting his father's eyes.
''Well, um, I..'' Alvin trailed off. How was he supposed to tell his son about something like this?
Dustin waited patiently. ''It's complicated, Dustin.'' Alvin didn't wanna lie, but he tried his best to avoid the real answer.
''How is it complicated?'' Dustin tilted his head slightly.
Alvin sighed. ''Well, it's just.. I-I... I'll tell you when you're older.''
Dustin leaned back on the couch. ''Okay.''
*-Outside-*
The same two men sat in a black van across the street.
''Well, who are we taking?'' the one in the passenger seat asked eagerly.
The other man smiled. ''We'll leave the girl. She's not worth our time, Phil.''
Phil nodded. ''That leaves the other three. Alvin's too old for us to mess around with, Jerry, and he can put up a better fight now than when he was younger.''
''I know.'' Jerry huffed. ''I'm, debating on the older one, Aaron, I think is his name... or maybe the one who wears purple a lot...''
Phil thought for a moment. ''You mean Dustin?''
Jerry snapped his fingers. ''Dustin! That's it!''
''So we're taking Dustin?'' Phil asked. ''What about-''
''I don't know!'' Jerry hissed. He looked out of the car window and toward the house.
He started up the van and drove off down the road.
Not bad, huh? I told you... Remeber Alvin's dream in Why Me? That's what I used for the beginnig of this chapter. I only changed a small part of it.
I need your help! I have a poll on my profile.. who should Jerry and Phil take next? Go and vote!
