A/N: Hello, peeps! Sorry for the late update, but I got sidetracked! I'm surprised I'm even updating, since I'm not feeling very well. Well, I know that last chapter shocked you! Let's see what this chapter does!... :P

Chapter 36: Punishment

Kevin's PoV:

I'm woken up, when I hear someone burst through the door. I open my eyes, startled. I look up at who it is, and I see that I'm correct about it being Harry. A knot forms in my stomach, as I sit up as best as I can. "Did I wake you up, kid?" I just shrug. "Remember how I said that later, I'd deal with you?" I nod, nervously. "Well, that later is now."

"No! Please! I'm sorry! I'll do whatever you want! Just please don't hurt me!" I beg.

"You know, I don't think I'm gonna do what you tell me," He struts down to the end of the bed and grabs on to my chained ankle, making me gasp. "You don't do what I tell you, so why should it be the same with me?"

"This is different!" I cry out, as he's slowly twisting my ankle.

"How?! How's it different?!" he shouts down at me, from the end of the bed.

"You tell me to do chores and to shut up!"

"So?"

"It's just... different! You're about to hurt me!" I continue crying.

"You don't have a very convincing argument, there, kid! While you're here, you do what you're told!"

"You're not my boss! You're not my Father!"

"Oh, really?" He twists my ankle, gritting his teeth. I continue crying. "It's not like you listen to your Father, either..."

"You... You don't know anything about that!"

"What if I said that I did?" He leans over the end of the bed more.

"You don't know me! You don't know my family!"

"Well, someone wants you dead, because of this very reason! You're an ignorant little snot-nosed brat!" He twists my ankle, until I can't take it, anymore!

"No! Please! It hurts!"

"Good!" Harry twists it more, until an overwhelming pain takes over! I yell out, as he lets go of my ankle; the same overwhelming pain remaining in my ankle. I can't move it, without it hurting! It doesn't help that the chain's ring is placing pressure on it! Did he really break it?! He threatened to do it before, but I didn't really think that he would! I continue crying, as I look down at my ankle. "That will keep ya from running, now, won't it?"

"I'm sorry... You've done enough! Please! Leave me alone!"

"Hey!" As soon as he's beside me, he smacks the side of my head. "I'm the one in charge here! Not you! You hear me?!" I just nod. "You know, if you would've behaved after the plane ride, breaking your ankle may have been the only thing I would've done. Though, since you had to be a shithead to, not only me, but to Marv and my wife, I think you need to have more taught to you..."

"I'm sorry! I'm just scared and wanna go home!"

"Too bad!" Harry slaps me again. I hold my bound hands up to my stinging cheek. "Next week, we just may decide to kill you! So, you won't be going home! Now, deal with it!" He raises his hand to smack me again, but I raise my hands to defend myself, as I cower away my head. He forces my hands down, as he smacks the side of my head again. Even though he's missing my head injury, whether if it's purposely, or not, it still slightly hurts my injury, when he smacks me. I continue crying, begging him to stop, but he just has no sympathy for me. He punches my already black eye. I continue crying, hiding my face in the dirty pillow. "I'm not finished with you yet! Look at me!" He forces me to look up at him, by grabbing on to my shoulder. "Don't you cower away from me!" He smacks me, again. I just want to hide from him! I just want him to go away! He keeps punching me! Mostly my shoulders and up! I hold my hands up to my face, crying into them.

I'm about ready to burst! So, I finally shout, "Marv! Help me!"

"Marv's not going to help you!" Harry slams the door shut. "He may like you, but I certainly don't! Elise may hate you even more than I do!"

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry for what I've done!"

"I don't think you are!"

"Please! You broke my freaking ankle! How can I not be sorry?!"

"Yeah! And, if you don't shut up, I'll break the other one, too!" I just nod, continuing to sob into the pillow. He takes my bound hands, pulling them away from my face. "Or maybe, I'll just tape your hands up tighter. How does that sound?"

"No... They're tight enough... I'm sorry..."

"You've got a lot of nerve to be constantly saying 'sorry' to me, kid,"

"I... I don't know... I'm sorry..."

"That's it!" He lets go of my hands, but pounds his fist into my stomach. I just cry out, gasping. I've never been punched in the stomach before... You'd think Buzz would've, but he never did! Buzz... I miss you so much! Come here and save me! Please! "Now, are you gonna stop saying 'sorry', or do I have to keep going?!"

"I won't... I won't say it, anymore... I promise..."

"Also, you haven't been saying 'yes, sir' or 'yes, Harry' to me... I've been letting that slide..."

I want to say "I'm sorry" again, but I know that that will cause another possible punch in the stomach. I don't want that again... So, I just say, "I... I forgot..."

"Yeah, well! Don't forget! Not here!" He slaps me again, making me curl up on the bed. I try to ignore the pain in my ankle, as I'm doing this.

Suddenly, there's a knock on the door. "Harry, come on, you've been in there for awhile. Enough is enough!" It's Marv!

"Marv, would you just nevermind?!"

"Open the door, Harry,"

"No!"

Marv busts open the door and he looks down at me. I'm looking up at him, still curled up. I feel like an insect, curling up, being afraid. "Jesus Christ, Harry... What the hell did you do?!"

"He broke my ankle and punched me!" I hide my face back into the pillow.

"Hey! Nobody fucking asked you!"

"Hey, hey, take it easy, Harry. You've done enough. Leave him alone," I look up at Harry and Marv, thankful that Marv came to my rescue!

Harry looks down at me, gritting his teeth again. "Alright... Alright! I'll be right there!"

"No. You're coming now," Marv tells his partner, firmly.

"Marv. I'll be right. There," Harry tells Marv, I swear almost murderously. I have a bad feeling about this... Marv hesitantly leaves the room, as Harry nods, smiling, with satisfaction.

He closes the door behind Marv, as I cry out, "No! Marv! Come back!"

All of a sudden, Harry's over me, grabbing on to my arms and throwing me down onto the floor. My head makes painful contact with the floor. Luckily, I didn't hit my injury... I try to sit up, but Harry orders me, "Stay down!" His shouting startles me, forcing me to do as I'm told. "You're to stay down here, until dinner time! Alright?! If we even give you dinner..." I haven't realized... I haven't eaten, since last night! I've just been too terrified of all of this to even care... "You hear me?!" I just nod. "Hey! Remember the rule!"

Oh, yeah... The rule... "Yes, Harry..." I say, feeling like a small insect, compared to Harry.

"That's better... If I see you up on that bed, when I come back in, that other fucking ankle is getting broken. You understand?"

"Yes, sir..." I let "yes, sir" slip... I don't respect this asshole! Why did I say "yes, sir", instead of "yes, Harry"?

"I finally got a 'sir' out of you... Heh. It's about time..." He gently kicks me in the side, saying, "See you later, kid..." As he starts to leave the bedroom, he turns around and says, "Oh, by the way, we'll be getting takeout, since this place is disgusting. Starting tomorrow, you'll be cleaning the kitchen. All of it. If it isn't done by day's end, if I've already broken your other fucking ankle, I'll start breaking every one of your tiny little fingers. You got that?" I just nod. "Hey!"

"Yes! Harry..." I shout out.

"That's better..." He starts to leave again. "Oh, by the way, Elise is going out to get the food. I thought, instead of being cooped up in here for the rest of the night, you could go with her," My eyes widen, as I become excited. "Don't be giving me that look, kid. Not only will your other ankle be broken, but every one of your tiny little fingers will be, too. Don't be getting any ideas..."

The door closes, and Harry is finally gone. I'm left here, on the floor, by myself, wanting to cry. Though, as I'm wanting to cry, I start thinking of how I'll escape... I have to be sneaky, especially since it'll be Elise that I'll be with... Which makes me all the more nervous...

To be Continued...

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A/N: Thanks for reading! You know what to do next! Wow. I'm surprised that I wrote such a long chapter, considering how I'm feeling... I hope this wasn't poorly done! I know you've all been waiting for Kevi's punishment! I hope this was worth it! What do you think will happen next chapter? Kevi's ankle is broken, so that will impair him of his chances of escaping more! Well, I hope to make the next chapter even longer than this one! Hopefully, I won't start so late and I won't feel so blah! X_X Yes, I'm dead... Well, see you peeps with Highway Robbery soon! Ciao for now! :D

- Majora's Mask Freak184