A/N: Hey, folks! Well, this is the chapter you've all been waiting for! It would've been posted last night, but that was the night that I ended up posting Highway Robbery, instead! I hope that this is as long as I want it to be! Shall we get going?...
Chapter 38: Takeout to Get Out II
Kevin's PoV:
Elise takes me out to the van. She opens the back doors and plops me down into the back. She looks down at me, menacingly, as I scoot back further and further away from her. It's hard to do this, as I can really only use my feet to help me scoot back. I can only really place pressure on my left foot, the foot that isn't broken. And I hope it stays that way... I can't help but look up at her, with fear. "You're lucky that you're even going out, kid. This was Harry's idea, not mine. And, I swear, if you do anything, anything, I will not hesitate to break that other ankle, myself. Do you hear me?" I just nod, trying to hold back the tears; not only from her threatening me, but the constant pulsating pain in my ankle. "That's a good boy. Now, stay back here and shut up," Where else am I supposed to go? "You hear me?!" she says, even more serious. "And stop nodding!"
"Yes! Ma'am..." I cry out. Again, I didn't use my abductor's name, like I've been wanting to do. What's with me, and not using my abductors' names, instead of "ma'am" or "sir"?! Is it because I'm just scared?
"Heh. That's better... Also, I got a 'ma'am' out of you. That's good," She smirks, then closes the back doors, making me feel terrified and alone. Though, I don't mind being alone... As soon as she enters the driver's seat, she asks, "Are you ready to go?"
I start to nod, but I realize that I should say, "Yes, Elise..."
"Fine. Let's go, then," She starts up the van, and we start driving away from the apartment...
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We're driving a little ways in silence. Elise finally breaks the silence, by saying, "I guess I didn't need to tape your mouth shut. You're being a good boy back there. If you do that more often, then you'll get along better with us,"
"Yes..." is all I say, because I'm focused on looking around back here for something.
"Yes, what?" she says, sounding cruel, again.
"Yes, Elise..." I say, with a sigh. I then realize that I shouldn't have sighed...
"Did you just sigh at me?" she asks, warning.
"No..." I try to lie.
"You did, didn't you?!" She's starting to sound angry.
"No, I didn't! I swear!" I'm still trying to lie.
"Don't make me pull over and strangle you!"
"You won't get the money with a dead kid!" I shout back at her.
"Who said anything about keeping you alive? We've been saying that we may kill you next week. Someone wants you dead, and I don't blame them... Haven't you been listening?"
"I thought you wanted money?" I question, as I look at what I've been wanting to find under the seat.
"We do, but that doesn't mean that we can't kill you, once we get it!"
"You're supposed to get it from my Aunt and Uncle's apartment!"
"Your point?"
"They may refuse to give you the money, if you don't give me to them!"
"Well, we may just get the money first, then decide to kill you? That way, we can get both of what we've been wanting,"
"You can't do that!" I shout up at her.
"Who says we can't?"
"My Mom's expecting me to be dropped off at Uncle Rob and Aunt Georgette's!"
"Well, life is full of little disappointments! Besides, we said "may"! We haven't decided yet! Until then, shut up and behave yourself!"
I mutter under my breath, "I'll shut up, when you shut up..."
"What?!"
"Nothing! Just talking to myself..."
"Yeah, well, I don't wanna hear it!"
"You didn't have to agree to take me!"
"Hey, I think that this is a great test to see if you'll behave yourself, or not! Though, I also think that you should be locked in that old room, chained to that bed! That, and cleaning the whole house!"
"How do you expect me to clean the house, with a broken ankle?!"
"Well, you'll just have to figure that out for yourself, now, won't you?"
"I'll need a cast, or something! I can't place pressure on my good foot forever!"
"We're not getting you a cast, and that's final!"
"Why do you have to be so mean?!"
"Because, you're an annoying little imbecile that doesn't know when to quit! I seriously don't know why Marv likes you... I certainly don't..."
"Maybe, it's because Marv's more forgiving!"
"Hey! Don't you give me backtalk! You know what happens, when you give me backtalk! You know what happens, when you give any of us backtalk! Including Marv!"
"Marv won't hurt me,"
"Yeah, and that really pisses me off..."
I don't know what to say in return. Besides, I think I shouldn't say anything more, so that I don't get myself into trouble... We just keep on driving, while I'm trying to formulate a plan, with what I've found underneath the seat...
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We finally pull into where I'm guessing the food is that is being picked up. I no longer look under the seat, so that Elise doesn't become suspicious. She exits the vehicle, not saying a word to me. Before I can act, she opens the back doors and says to me, warning, "I'll be no more than five minutes! If you do any shit, while I'm gone, you remember what I said I'd do, right?!" I just nod. "Hey! How many fucking times do we have to tell you to not nod?!"
"I'm sorry! I'm just used to nodding!" I shout back at her.
"Well, get used to not nodding, because the next time that you do, I'll cause more of an injury to your already injured, fucked-up head! You got it?!"
"Alright!"
"Don't get cocky! I'll be right back! You're lucky you're even getting supper..." She slams the back doors shut. Now, I can finally act...
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I look at the tire iron that's underneath the seat, on the floor. I have to wonder why a tire iron is in here... Did Harry get it, in case he needed to use it on me? I become a little scared, thinking about that, but I have to stop thinking about that and focus on what I need to do now. I spin around, so that my feet are now facing the front of the van. Since the gap between the floor and the bottom of the seat is wide enough, I'm able to carefully stick my feet underneath the seat and try to grab the tire iron between my feet. As I'm doing this, I'm trying not to cry out and scream, because of how painful my ankle is. Some tears escape, as I'm doing this. I'm trying not to bump the base of the seat. Something so delicate as even touching something with my ankle can cause me to be in a World of pain! I've already had that... I don't want it again...
As I'm taking a hold of the tire iron, I carefully pull it out from underneath the seat. Though, as I'm doing this, it slips out from between my feet, making me curse. I carefully and painfully take the tire iron in between my feet again and try to pull it the rest of the way out from underneath the seat. I finally do and I drop it down to the van's floor. I breathe out, since I'm finished doing that. Though, that wasn't even the hard part yet... I realize that Elise could be back at any time, so I have to hurry!
I once again take a hold of the tire iron with my feet and I lift it up, trying not to cry. I close my eyes, hoping that my legs have enough strength to do this. "I can do this..." I say to myself. "Don't be a coward..." Using my legs, I whip the tire iron into the windows of the back doors, smashing them. The tire iron falls back down onto the floor, and, as hoped, some shards of glass fall down onto the floor, too.
Worried that Elise will be back at any time, and hoping that there's a long lineup inside of the takeout place, I scoot over to where the glass shards are spread. As I'm about to pick up one of the shards, I think I hear a noise outside and I become paralyzed, with fear. I sit here for a moment, scared that it's Elise returning. If I'm still here, and she returns, not only will my other ankle be broken, but all of my fingers will be, too!
I wait for about a minute more and I realize that it wasn't Elise that I had heard. Maybe, I'm just paranoid? With my nerves trying to calm down, I once again try to take a hold of the biggest glass shard that I can find in this short period of time. I don't have time to search for the biggest piece in the mess! I also don't want to cut myself, trying to search for it, either! With the largest piece that I could find, I proceed to pick at the tape around my wrists. This isn't as easy as I had hoped it to be! Elise could be back at any time, and this glass shard isn't cooperating with breaking the tape, easily! At least I don't have as many layers as I did before, or else, I would've been screwed...
I try using the sharp glass shard to saw at the tape, but then I drop it... "Jesus..." I try to pick up a shard, any shard, again and work at breaking away the tape. I become panicked, as I fear that this plan isn't working, like I thought it would! If it would've worked, I would've been out of here, by now! Again, I drop the glass shard. This time, I start to cry, worried that Elise will come back out at any time! She'll see what I've done! She'll hurt me! Harry will hurt me! I'll be crippled, by the time that they're done with me! "Come on, please..." I beg. I try to pick up another piece, but I'm trembling so much, I drop it, once again. I just cry out, scared. I decide that I should stand up and use what's leftover of the broken windows.
I go onto my knees, crying, trying not to scream out, because the pressure on my right knee is causing my broken ankle pain. How can I possibly stand up, with two taped feet, and one of my feet having a broken ankle? If I want to get away, I have to at least try, by placing pressure onto my only good foot. Placing all of the pressure that I can onto my good foot, I try to stand up. Though, my right ankle still hurts, which makes me almost scream out, as I try to attempt to stand up. This whole time, I'm thinking about wanting to go home, my family, and staying alive. I don't know if Harry and Elise will kill me next week, but I don't want to stay here to find out!
As I'm close to standing up, I accidentally place some pressure onto my right foot, making a pain shoot all the way up my leg. I scream out... I do what I didn't want to do... I didn't want to scream, but I did! I just sob, my vision going blurry from all of the tears crowding my eyes. This would've been easier with a broken arm—not that I want a broken arm! I just gasp and try to ignore the terrible pain that my ankle's in.
I place all of my weight onto my left ankle, which makes me fall back into the doors. I try not to step on the glass, as I sidle against the back of the van. I lift up my bound arms and I carefully try to break away the tape, with the leftover windows. Though, as I'm doing this, parts of the windows start to break off more. I become panicked, because I feel like that I'm toast, for sure! I have to wonder what's causing Elise to take so long... Though, she can stay in there as long as she wants! I'm not complaining!
I work at breaking away the tape more, with what glass that still remains in the windows. I take a little break, as I try to pull my hands apart. I try looking down behind me, to see if any of the tape has been worn. Though, I can't really tell... I try to pull a little harder, feeling that my hands are becoming a little farther apart from each other. I pull with all my might. I had to have been making progress! This has to work!
The tape doesn't break away, and I sigh. I try for a minute or so longer, with the glass that's in the windows again. I take another break, trying to pull the tape away from my wrists again. I hear, what I think is, a door closing, which makes my heart drop into my stomach. I desperately try to pull harder, trying to break the tape away from my wrists. I don't know how far away we're parked from the takeout place, so that closing door could've been coming from anywhere!
As I'm desperately trying to pull the tape apart, it finally breaks! My hands are finally free! I look at my free hands, but I don't have time to dilly-dally! I immediately bend down and pull the tape away from my ankles. I'm now able to stand on one foot, but already, this foot is about to give out! Though, I have to keep standing on it, because my other foot is absolutely useless! As I'm bent down, I grab the tire iron, in case I need to put it to use again! I open the back doors. They haven't been locked, so I'm easily able to open them.
As soon as they're open, the cold air immediately hits me, causing me to be instantly chilled. I need to get out of here, and I need to get out of here now! I look to the right of me, and I see the road—the road with no traffic, which makes me question what's making Elise take so damn long! Though, I don't care that she's taking this long! This is obviously working to my advantage! I look to the left of me, and I see a snowbank; not a very big one, but it's a snowbank. Since the back of the van is close enough to it, I decide to make a break for it! I jump into the snowbank...
As soon as my body lands in the snow, I sink into it. The snow immediately chills me even more! The shock of how cold the snow is makes me almost want to cry, immediately. I roll out of the snowbank and fall onto the sidewalk. I have no idea where the takeout place is located! So, if I start hobbling down the road, I could possibly run into Elise! All of this would be for nothing, if that were to happen...
I try to stand up again. This time, it's easier, since I have both of my hands to work with! I place pressure onto my one foot and I'm able to successfully stand up! Though, if I want to be able to get anywhere, I have to somewhat use my disabled leg! I have to hobble down the sidewalk! I'll try not to hurt my broken ankle, but it's what I must do! I look all around me, frantically. I have to make sure that Elise doesn't come out from anywhere! I have to try and get some help, and that's what I intend to do! That's what I must do...
To be Continued...
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A/N: Thanks again! You know what to do next! Well, this chapter certainly makes up for my lack of motivation for the past few days, now, doesn't it? Sorry about that... Actually, when I started this chapter, I felt the same way, but as I kept on writing, I didn't really feel that way, anymore! Well, I said that this would be a longer chapter! Was I lying? I still didn't quite get to the part that I've been wanting to get to yet, but this is the beginning! Next chapter will definitely have what I've been wanting to write! Though, what do you think of what Kevin's doing, so far? And how do you think it'll turn out? Next chapter, that will be answered! :D As for tomorrow, it'll be Highway Robbery's night! I have that (sort of) planned out, and I hope that I feel motivated again! For now, adios, folks! We'll see you tomorrow! :D
- Majora's Mask Freak184