Chapter 28: Escape Attempt

Kevin's PoV:

Once Al's gone, I bolt up from the couch and run to the back of the house. Surely, there's a backdoor! There just has to be! I know that Al's gone, so I'm not scared of him seeing me escape from the front door; it's just that I know he's locked the front door.

Once I reach the back of the house, I realize that there's no backdoor. I curse, but then I look up at the kitchen window. There was a window right beside the couch in the living room. This is too good to be true. I now think that either Al wasn't thinking about me trying to escape through the windows, or he's not really gone… I think my best bet is to try and escape through this kitchen window that's above the sink. I look around, trying to see if there's anything that I can smash the window with—specifically, a chair! I see a small kitchen table with two chairs behind me! I gasp, happy that I found what I was looking for!

As sore as I am, I pick up the chair and bring it over to the window. Surely, an object this big would cause the window to smash, no matter what! So, that's what I attempt to do—I try to use all the strength that I have left to chuck the chair at the window. The chair successfully hits the window, but doesn't smash the entirety of it. The chair falls back down to the floor, which I flip over and use as a stool. I then climb onto the counter and break away the rest of the glass with my elbow. Luckily, I'm wearing long-sleeves, so I don't have to worry about the glass hurting me.

Once I'm able to break away most of the glass, to the best of my ability, I hide my hands up in my sleeves and climb out the window. Though, my one sleeve doesn't totally protect me, because I feel a sharp pain in my left hand! I quickly cry out, looking at my hand. The sleeve slides down from my hand, revealing the blood from the glass. I try to hold in my tears, because, not only do I have to hurry up and escape, but I can't be crying over cutting myself with a shard of glass. What happened to me downstairs was far worse! I may be in a weak state of mind right now, but I really can't cry over this!

I continue to climb out the window, and just as I'm about to jump down from the window, I realize how far down the drop is. I gasp, as I see this. Though, this can't stop me; it has to be done! I jump down to the slightly powdered ground—my side, making painful contact with the ground. I only tense up, trying not to cry again. I have to get up and do this, before something even worse happens to me!

I look around me, frantic and panicked, before I proceed to get up from the ground. I hold my painful side and try to decide where to go. I can either escape into the back trees, or try my luck out on the quiet highway... Though, the only car that would go by would probably be Al's, if he's even gone… I'm getting a slight feeling that I have to watch out for him. I decide that I should try my luck in the back trees. Who knows if there's a road on the opposite side, where I can get help? I do just that: escape into the trees, hobbling…

Al's PoV:

"Yeah, yeah, ma'am. I'm taking care of him,"

"Are you sure? Where are you now? How is he not hearing you?"

"I'm outside, where he can't hear me. He thinks I've gone out, but I'm really just around the corner from my house,"

"Well, where is he? Where did you put him?"

"He's in the house,"

"Yeah, but where in the house?"

"Yeah, in the house…" I answer her, feeling nervous.

"Mr. Polinski…" she huffs.

"Alright! Alright! I left him in the living room!"

"Tied up, right?" I don't answer. "Tied up, right?" she repeats, in a more serious tone.

"Yes, yes, of course, ma'am!" I just spit out, because I'm nervous.

"Then, why did you hesitate?"

"Because..."

"Because, why, Mr. Polinski?" she asks, sternly. I really have no idea how to answer her… "He's not really tied up, is he?"

"Of course he is!"

"Then, let me talk to him. I'll pretend that I'm not on your side. He can't know yet, but just put him on the phone with me, anyway,"

"Uh, alright…" I nervously sprint back into the house, and once I'm inside, I look into the living room, seeing that the kid is gone. "Son of a bitch! I knew it!"

"What? What happened?" I hear Mrs. McCallister ask on the other end of the phone, even though the phone isn't up to my ear, anymore.

"N-Nothing! Hold on!"

"He's not there, is he?!" She starts raising her voice.

"Uh, uh, of course he is!"

"Then, get me on the phone with him! Now! I don't want to have to act like I'm the bad guy, here!"

"Well then, shut up, lady!"

"Well!" she huffs. I still have my cellphone in my hands, as I run to the back of the house, only to see one of the kitchen table's chairs by the sink and the window above smashed.

"Shit!" I curse, but in a whisper. I then head for the front of the house again, exiting out the front door.

"Is my son there, or not?" the lady asks, impatiently.

"Hold on, ma'am!" I reply to her, in the same tone as she. Once I'm outside, I frantically look around, but since I didn't see him running up either direction of the road, I know that he's in the backyard! He's probably in the trees, but he won't get very far, because I'll catch him! "Hold on, ma'am," I say into the phone.

"I've been waiting long enough!" I just sigh and run for the back of the house…

Kevin's PoV:

I'm in the trees at the back of the house, and they're so thick, just like how the trees were at Harry and Marv's cabin. Even though I hated being kidnapped by them, it was better than this! I keep pushing myself further and further into the trees, even though I don't seem to be getting very far from the house… I know I'm right, when I start to hear footsteps crunching in the snow. I don't know if I should keep walking or hide. I try to think of the last time I was stuck in the trees. I was running through them, but I was eventually caught! I even hid, and I was eventually caught!

I then hear my name being called out, "Kevin!" How did he know my name? "Kevin! There's someone here that wants to talk to you!" I'm standing in one spot, paralyzed. I don't know what to do! He could be just saying that to catch me! But then, he says something that really questions what I should do, "It's your Mom, Kevin! She wants to talk to you, desperately!" I don't believe him! I can't believe him! As desperate as I am to talk to my Mother, I can't fall for it, even if it might be true! So, I just keep on traversing through the trees as fast as I can, hoping and praying that he doesn't catch up with me…

To be Continued…

A/N: Thanks again (every time)! Well, what do you think?! :D This chapter was: A. Longer than expected! B. Ended differently than expected! I don't know the length of the next chapter, but I do know that what I had planned for this chapter will work out for next chapter! I just thought I should keep you in suspense for a little longer! Aren't I nice? :P Well, tomorrow night is all about A Plan!And I hope the length will be good! Well, actually, I HOPE to update tomorrow night! But, we'll see what happens! I really want to make up for the length of its previous chapter, with an exciting new chapter, but we'll see! Until Wednesday, I'll see you for this story! But, if I'm able to update tomorrow, I'll see you for A Plan! :D Take care!

PS: CoverGirl7210, I'm going to kill you with the chapter that you just posted for One Last Plan! It was so awesome, but SO heartbreaking! As for On Ice, that was just the greatest thing on the planet! Please update soon!

- Majora's Mask Freak184