Chapter 10: Trying to Get Away
Kevin's PoV:
I'm sprinting through the snow as fast as I can. Luckily, I have the entirety of my Winter wear on me, or else, I'd be in trouble... I look back at the cabin, as I'm becoming further and further away from it. I don't see Harry or Marv anywhere. I smile, as I think that they're in the bushes, looking for me—just as I planned. If I can get to the end of this mile-long driveway, I may be able to hitchhike to get some help! Though, I have to hurry, before Harry and Marv come out from behind the cabin. If I can get passed the shed, I can possibly make it, without them catching me! I continue further and further down the driveway, making it passed the shed. Hope grows in me more, once I do. They're probably traveling further and further back into the trees, as I'm closer and closer to succeeding in getting away. I even see the end of the driveway! I'm almost there! I know I can make it!
As I'm becoming closer and closer to the end of the driveway, I swear I hear rustling in the trees beside me. Panicked, I turn around to face the trees, thinking that it's Harry and Marv coming after me. My heart's racing, as I think that they'll come out of the trees at me, at anytime! I take this chance to run as fast as I can towards the end of the driveway. Of course, the sound in the trees is still happening! I become even more scared, as I think that Harry and Marv are following me! Marv, I can handle—Harry, I can't... I know Marv would take it easy on me, but Harry absolutely wouldn't! He'd beat me, I'm sure! Me escaping is his chance to beat me! I already got a taste of what he's capable of. I really don't want the entirety of it...
As I make it to the end of the driveway, I'm still afraid about the sounds in the trees. I have even less hope that Harry and Marv are still back in the bushes, behind the cabin! A car has to go by! One just has to! As I'm at the end of the driveway, I try to think of which way to go! Maybe I should go the way that the automobile place is! If I, by some chance, make it there, I could get some help! It's the only place that I know where to go to, since I don't know how far away from Chicago we are...
As I'm sprinting down the road, heading for the automobile place, I hope that someone will drive by and bring me there! It was a half-hour drive there, I really don't want to know how long the walk would be... The next thing that I hear, is the sound of a car behind me. I look around, afraid, yet relieved. Afraid, because I feel that it's Harry and Marv driving up behind me. Relieved, because it just may not be! I look closely at the car, and I realize that it's a brown car! Unless it's coincidentally another brown car, it's Marv and Harry's car! I know they've seen me by now, but I need to jump into the trees, or something! I need to get away from them! "No... No... Please..." I cry, as I jump into the ditch, trying to run into the trees...
As I'm running further and further into the trees, I hear, "Kid! I know you're in there! So, you might as well come out!" I don't answer, as I keep on running through the trees. Though, this is close to impossible, because there are so many trees, roots, and deep snow! I'm panting, crying, as I'm trying to get away. Though, I realize that I'm heading back to the direction of the cabin. So, I need to turn and go the way I was originally going, only in the trees. I no longer hear Harry calling, but that doesn't mean that he's not in here after me! I don't know if Marv's with Harry, or if he's back here with me... I'd actually rather Marv back here with me, because if Marv catches me, he won't hurt me!
As I'm still making my way through the trees, I hear a sound in the bushes again, making me really think that someone is back here with me! I try to quicken my pace back here, but I'm not really able to, since these trees are so thick! Plus, I don't want to trip and fall on a root... As I'm trying to quicken my pace and worry, something happens that I didn't expect to happen—my coat gets caught on a branch! I'm instantly pulled back, as I call out. I really didn't want to call out, because whoever is back here with me—probably Marv—will hear me and come after me!
I'm trying to unhook my coat's sleeve off of the branch, but it's really hooked! "Come on... Come on..." I beg. I finally unhook myself and I continue running, but not before I trip on a root... I cry out, as I think I've sprained my ankle! If not, at least twisted it! I get up, onto my knees, then flip around, so that I'm sitting. I pull off my boot, exposing my foot to the cold air. I look at my incredibly painful ankle... "Dammit..." I curse.
I start crying, as I fear that I can no longer run. I bow my head into my arm and continue to bawl. Why am I even running? What's the point? They'll just catch me, anyway... "You OK, kid?" I hear someone ask, startling me.
I look up, startled. I back away, shouting, "Stay back! Get away!" I'm scared, but not as scared, since it's Marv.
"Come on, buddy. I'm not gonna hurt you, unless you backtalk me, alright? Don't give me any hard time," He comes closer to me, as I keep backing away. "Stop it. I'm not going to hurt you, alright? I'm just wanting to look at your ankle,"
"No! You'll break it!"
"I will not!" Marv says, defensively.
"I'm sorry..." I immediately say.
"Look, I'm not going to hurt you, alright? But, you'd better behave, or else I will have Harry deal with you,"
"He'll already deal with me... He hates me!"
"He doesn't hate you,"
"Yes, he does!"
"Look," Marv bends down and pulls my sock off of my already cold foot. Once he does that, my foot stings. He rolls up my pant leg, making me gasp at the touch of my ankle. I squeeze my eyes shut, because it hurts. "I'm not wanting to hurt you. If I wanted to hurt you, I would've, already. I'm not, am I?"
"You'll twist my ankle! I know you will! You'll hurt it even more!"
"Hey," Marv warns, in a tone that I didn't expect from him, which makes me cry even more. "Stop accusing me of shit and let me help you." He continues looking at my ankle and he says, "Yep. It's swelling a little bit. I don't think it's sprained, though..."
"What the hell are you doing, Marv?" I suddenly hear Harry. I want to scoot away, but since Marv has a grip on my already painful ankle, I don't want to make it worse...
Marv turns around and says, "The kid sprained his ankle, Harry..."
"Well, get him up and back to the car!"
"Harry, he's injured!"
"I don't give a fuck!" he shouts down to Marv. He gestures to himself and shouts again, "Do I look like I give a fuck?!"
"I know you don't, but I do! Look, you can lock him in the room without that heater, but please, help me carry him back to the car!" I gasp at what he says. Marv was wanting that heater in my room! Now, he doesn't! This is terrifying me even more about going back to that room!
"Alright! Alright! But, once I get him back to the cabin, he'll be mine, you understand?"
"Harry, don't hurt him any more..."
"Look, the kid's mine, alright?! If you don't like it, tough shit!"
"Harry..."
"Look, this conversation is over, alright?!"
"Fine..." Marv sighs. "Help me get him back to the car,"
"Yeah, yeah..." Marv picks up my sock and gently places it back on my foot. I gasp, as he's doing this; same with my boot. "Oh, shut up, kid..." Harry just shakes his head, annoyed.
"Harry..." Marv says, warning.
"Marv..." Harry mocks. "Come on," Harry picks me up and carries me back to the car, as Marv follows. I was expecting them both to carry me back to the car... Oh well... As soon as we make it out of the trees, I hide my face in Harry's coat, blinded by the light—even though it's snowing. I'm also terrified to see that car, because I know that it's leading me back to that cold prison cell of a room... Marv opens the car door, and Harry says, snippy, "Thanks for helping me carry him, Marv... Make me do all the work..." Harry places me in the backseat of the car, ordering, "Get in there!" When he takes his head out of the car, he starts closing the door, muttering, "You little runt..." The door is slammed shut. I'm tempted to try and get out of the car again, but: 1. My ankle hurts too much... 2. Harry and Marv enter the car, just as I'm thinking about it... "Jesus Christ..." Harry mutters, as soon as he's inside of the car.
"Come on, Harry..."
"Well, I'm tired of this fucking kid's nonsense!"
"Harry, as punishment, just leave him back there in the bedroom. I'll go through with not putting the heater in there, for now, anyway. Just please don't hurt him,"
The car is in motion on the road, but not for long, because we turn down the driveway. "For God's sake, Marv... The kid's disrespected us enough. Can't I just do what I want with him? Please? It's just a kid..." I so badly want to shout that I'm not just a kid, that I have feelings, too, but I can't... I know that that would cause more trouble...
"Look, you know how adamant I was about the heater, right?"
"Duh..."
"Well, you don't have to put it in there. That will be his punishment. That's punishment enough, Harry,"
"I don't think it is..." I'm still crying, especially at the punishment that Marv's decided for me. Well, I guess it could be worse... I could be beaten by Harry... At least, I hope it doesn't end up that way... I hope Marv can convince him not to... As I'm crying, I start having a coughing fit. Marv looks back at me and just shakes his head. I think he feels bad for his decision, but I think he thinks that it's better than Harry laying his hands on me... "Oh, good. Now, he's coughing..." Harry sighs and just shakes his head. Marv looks back at me, mouthing the words "I'm sorry" to me. As soon as we pull up beside the shed, Harry parks the car, then says, still seeming to want to beat me, "Marv, take him inside. I carried him to the car, the least you could do is carry him to the house,"
"Yes, Harry..." They both open their doors and exit the vehicle. Once Marv does, he opens my backdoor and says, "Alright, kid, come on," He picks me up and carries me towards the cabin. As awful as it is being in that backroom without any heat, it's better than being beaten by Harry... It doesn't change the fact that I'm still terrified, and still wondering if Harry will lay his hands on me, anyway...
To be Continued...
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A/N: Thanks again! You know what to do! I hope this chapter was still good! I've been still struggling with some thoughts, but KaOrU 1994 has been helping me a little bit! I thank you! Some of you may not understand, but I have a very stupid brain, sometimes... It's hard to explain... But, let's talk about the story! What do you think will happen? Will Kevin just be locked in the cold backroom, or will Harry be able to get his hands on him? Well, we'll have to find out later! I hope my mind will let me update A Plan tomorrow! Because, that's what I want to do! I really need my overactive imagination to stop bugging me! Grr! Anyway, I'm blabbering about stuff you probably wouldn't understand... So, until then, ciao! :)
- Majora's Mask Freak184