Chapter 12: Highway Robbery
Kevin's PoV:
I'm laying on the bed, shivering to death. I'm wanting to fall asleep, but I'm too cold to! Literally, the window of opportunity for me to escape is right there, but there's no way that I can get passed those bars... I was able to fit my hand through to smash the glass, and that's it! I wasn't lying to Harry and Marv, either... I literally don't know where that rock came from! It was under the bed! One of those two planted it there...
As I'm laying on the bed, hugging myself, and trying to contain my sniffles, the door opens. "Alright. Come on, we're ready," It's Marv.
"Where... Where we going?" I look up at him and ask.
"Don't you remember? We're going to hit our next target,"
"Oh... Why do I have to go?"
"Because, you can't be trusted alone. Now, quit stalling and come on," I groan, as I crawl off of the bed. "Use the bathroom now, if you have to, because we're not stopping." Marv tells me, as he's leaving the room. I follow behind him, rubbing my eyes, as I head into the bathroom.
As soon as I'm finished, I exit the bathroom and head into the main room. Marv and Harry are waiting for me. Harry and Marv are dressed in police uniforms, just like last night... Harry asks, impatiently, "You all ready, kid?" He's holding my Winter wear for me. I only nod to answer his question. As much as I don't want to be in that room, I don't want to go out, either... "What's wrong with you?"
"My throat hurts..."
"Yeah, well, suck it up, until we get back. Marv convinced me to patch up that window for you, so you'll at least be a little warmer in that room. You're not getting anything to help you, until we get back. Now, come on, hurry up! Let's go!" He hands my hat and mitts over to Marv and holds up my coat for me, so that I can put it on. I put my coat on and zip it up all the way, so that the cold doesn't affect my sickness. Marv hands me my hat and mitts, and once I put them on, Marv grabs on to me, as Harry says, "OK, let's go..." We then leave the warm cabin, into the cold December air...
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We keep on walking through the snowy driveway in the darkness and the cold. Luckily, it's not snowing out... Harry turns on a flashlight, so that we can see our way to where the cars are parked. I just don't feel like walking at all, which makes Marv slow down. He looks down at me and asks, "You OK there, little buddy?"
"No... I'm freezing... And I'm sick..."
"Hey! At least you have a coat on this time, kid! I can easily make you take it off, if you don't stop complaining and if you don't hurry the hell up!"
"Come on..." Marv says to me, gently. He pulls me, trying to make me walk a little faster, but this is so hard for me to do! I just want to curl up in a nice warm bed and go to sleep. If I were at home, I'd get that wish granted right away! But, I'm not at home... I'm here with Marv and Harry... Marv, I can handle, but Harry's a different story... My Mom wouldn't bring me out in the cold, if I was feeling like this... She'd have me kept home, curled up in a warm bed, with constant care. She's a little overprotective that way, but I never cared... I really wish I had her over-protectiveness now... "We're almost there. Then, you can relax in the backseat,"
When he says that, I just have to ask, "Are you sure? The last time we went out, you said that there'd be heat, but there never was... How can I trust your word?"
"Well, I'm sorry, but I didn't know that Harry wasn't gonna put on the heat for you..."
"Well, he didn't... How do I know that I can just "relax" in the backseat?"
"Would you rather the trunk, kid?" Harry asks. I didn't think he heard our conversation...
"No..."
"Well then, shut up and stop complaining..."
It's silent for the rest of the walk down the long driveway, as Marv's trying to pull my sickly self along. I have to say, I am thankful that my Winter wear is on. I'd be a lot worse off, without it!
As soon as we make it to where the cars are parked, Harry says, "Alright, Marv, get in the backseat with him,"
"Yes, I know, Harry..."
"Don't get cocky, just do it!"
"I'm not getting cocky!"
"Yeah, whatever... Just do it..." Harry huffs, as he makes his way to the driver's side.
He enters the car, as Marv brings me over to the back of the car, saying, "Come on, buddy..." Marv opens the door for me and lets me inside of the vehicle, having a hold of my arm. "Scoot over," he tells me, and I do, which makes him enter the back with me. He closes the door and says to Harry, "We're ready," Even though the car is almost completely dark, besides the little bit of light that there is outside shining in, and the small lighting that's in the car, I can still see Harry nod. Once he does, he puts the car into gear, and we leave...
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A few minutes into driving, as I'm sitting back here nervously, I whisper to Marv, "What's gonna happen to me, while you're robbing another person's car?"
"Well, kid, Marv will be restraining ya. Won't ya, Marv?" I can barely see Harry look back here at us from the rear-view mirror. Seriously, how does Harry hear what I say, when I'm whispering?!
"That's right, Harry," I'm just looking out the window, seeing the trees in the night fly by. As I'm watching, I'm thinking about how this is going to go. Will they shoot this person that they're going to rob, just like they did with my Mother? Once the car is stolen, that means that shortly after, we'll be heading to New York... What's going to happen in New York? In New York, I'll probably never find out if my Mom's truly dead or alive, or not... I lay my forehead on the window, so that it goes unnoticed that I'm crying. Please, can't someone save me?...
Peter's PoV:
"What do you mean, she wasn't shot?"
"You know how someone gets shot in movies? They get shot with a fake bullet that explodes ketchup or something on them?"
"Yes?" I answer, confused.
"Well, that's what happened. It seems that whoever stole your car and your son didn't want your wife killed. It was just staged,"
"Why on Earth would it be staged?"
The doctor shrugs, before he answers, "Beats me... I think the only one that would know would be the ones who took your car and your son,"
I just look down beside me, thinking. "Can I go see my wife now? Is she fine?"
"She's totally fine. Not a thing wrong with her,"
"But, Doctor, she was in desperate shape, when she burst through the door..."
"I can't explain it, Mr. McCallister, but all's I can say, is that your wife's fine. I think the only person that you need to worry about is your son,"
I just look at the doctor, thoughts flowing through my head, and say, "Thank you..." I then walk away, heading to my wife's room, with a few questions that I need answered from her...
To be Continued...
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A/N: Thanks for reading! Do I really need to say it? :P Well, what do you think will happen next? Harry and Marv are bringing Kevin to their final highway robbery in the area! Also, the window will finally get patched up! But still no heater... :( And when do you think that rock question will be answered? Well, who knows? Oh! And what's going on with Kate not being shot or even injured, at all? Questions keep happening, but you'll have to wait to get the answers! :o Well, you'll see what happens next, after I post the extended, heartbreaking chapter for A Plan! I'd also like to apologize for not posting this last night, but at the last minute, I ended up dealing with a personal issue. Of course, that also caused A Plan to be pushed another night; but I think, in a way, that that will be better, because A Plan is supposed to be a lengthy chapter, and I just don't have the time for it tonight. So, I guess it all worked out for a reason! Well, until A Plan, I'll see you! :D
- Majora's Mask Freak184
