A/N: Hey. So sorry for the late His Protector update, I was trying to catch up more on my online assignments, but then I got confused! Turns out, I got confused over a glitch (long story)! So, here we are, finally, after all this time that I wasted! Let's hope that it's worth it, and let's get the show on the road!...

Chapter 35: Truth

Kevin's PoV:

I wake up, screaming, "No! No! You killed her! You killed her! You murdering bastard! You killed my Mommy!" I don't even know where I am, or what's going on. Suddenly, I feel hands all over me, pushing me back down in bed, as I'm still freaking out. "No! No! Let me go! He killed her! He killed her!"

"It's all right... It's all right... Kevin, honey, calm down..." I hear a female voice say, trying to calm me down.

"No! No! Let me go!" Suddenly, I have a sharp pain in my arm, putting me to sleep, soon after...

Peter's PoV:

"Is he going to be all right, Doctor?" I ask the doctor, who's supposed to be the one in charge of taking care of my son.

"Yes. I don't know what your son was screaming about, but I know why. It seems that he has been put on some sort of drug that makes him hallucinate, not knowing the difference between reality and the hallucinations. These hallucinations, though, seem to act more like dreams, very real dreams,"

"How long will this keep happening for, Doctor?" Kate asks.

"I'm not sure... Until it wears off, which I don't know when that will be... When we tested him, there was still some in his body. It could even be tomorrow, by the time it wears off,"

"Oh, god... She drugged my little boy..." Kate starts crying, and I wrap my arm around her, trying to comfort her. I feel just awful for what this is putting my wife through. I didn't want this to happen to Kevin... I didn't want my own son, but no way in Hell, did I want this to happen to him! I feel so bad, I try to hold back the tears... I don't want any more harm to come to my son, but I still don't want him in my life... "When can we go see him?"

"You can go in there now, but you won't be able to talk to him, because we put him to sleep," the doctor answers.

"Will he wake up, having a hallucination?" Kate asks, worried.

"I'm not sure. Hopefully, him resting will help. He may wake up, actually in reality,"

"Thank you," I nod, and Kate and I head to Kevin's room...

A Little While Later...

Kevin's PoV:

I wake up, my vision blurry, and a bitch of a headache. I look around, my memory fogged as to what's happened. The first thing I see is my Mom's smiling face, looking down upon me. Though, not only is she smiling, but she's crying, too. "My baby..." She hugs me. I ask myself again: Is this a dream? A hallucination? I thought... I thought my Mother was dead... "Honey... Oh my god..." She just keeps sobbing.

"Mom..." I'm able to say. "I... I thought you were dead..."

"I should say the same thing to you... Why would you think I was dead?"

"Dad..."

"Yes, buddy?" I then hear my Dad's voice. I didn't even realize that he was in the room...

"Dad..." I look over to the direction where I heard my Dad's voice.

"I'm here, buddy..." He takes a hold of my hand. He looks like he's crying, too. The drug trip and whatever else that had happened to me comes back to my memory. I remember that Dad's a part of this whole ordeal, too! I then remove my hand from his, like it's on fire. "Buddy, what's the matter?"

"You... You did this to me..."

"W-What are you talking about, bud?"

"It's true! Krista and Officer Dickens admitted that you're a part of this!"

Dad looks at me, seeming shocked that I said that. "They were probably just saying that to upset you,"

"No! You're a part of it! I know you are! You're a part of it!"

"Kevin, I don't know what you're talking about!"

"Yes, you do! Just admit it, already!" I shout at my traitor of a Father.

"Peter," Mom looks up from me. "Is it true?"

"Of course it's not, honey. He's just confused, because of the drug given to him,"

"How'd you know about the drug?!"

"The doctor told us, honey," Mom says, trying to reassure me, but I'm not reassured.

"Harry and Ben are still out there! And Officer Styles, Krista's brother, is in on it, too! My Father, being one of them!"

"What makes you think that I am?"

"The hallucination told me,"

"Buddy, that's all that that was, a hallucination,"

"No! No! You're in on it, too! Not only do you not want me, but you don't want James, either!"

"How do you know about James?" Mom questions me.

I look at her and answer, "Krista told me,"

Mom starts petting my head. "Oh, honey..."

"Get him away. He's a killer," I'm still facing Mom, but my eyes are staring at Dad.

"Get me away? Kevin, is that how you talk to your Father, after not seeing him for how many years?"

"You're not my Father! You tried to get rid of me! And you'll do the same to James!"

"I have to ask, though, honey," Mom interrupts my yelling. "How would Krista know about James?"

For the past two years, I assumed that Krista was occasionally stalking my family. I then realize that Dad could've given word to Krista about James. So, for all these years, did my Dad actually know that I was alive and kept captive? I just glare at my Father, asking myself these questions. I then finally answer Mom, "He told her..."

"Kevin, that's a lie," Dad tries to deny it. Though, the more he's been denying that he's actually a part of this, the more difficult it is for him to hide the truth. He doesn't sound so truthful now...

"Dad, just admit it! You were a part of why I went missing! You knew of it! You told Krista about James! Just admit it! Just fucking admit it, already!" I shout to my Father, the traitor.

"Please tell me that it isn't true, Peter..." Mom pleads.

"It isn't!"

"Just tell the truth, already!"

It seems like Dad's about to explode, when he finally shouts, "Alright! Alright! I tried to get rid of you! Finally, after a year of thinking you were dead, Krista informed me that she had you, and that you were alive!"

"Then, why the hell didn't you do anything about it?!" I yell at my Father, crying.

"I... I didn't want you hurt, but I didn't want you back, either..."

"You put me through four years of HELL, just because you were selfish?! What else did you know about?! Did you know that they'd drug me?! That they'd break my arm?! That they'd threaten me with a knife?! Made me do anything and everything possible to clean the house?! Did you know that when I didn't do it right, they'd beat me?!"

"Kevin, I had no idea that it'd be like that..."

"Don't lie! You had every idea!"

"Kevin," Dad says, firmly, placing his hand on my leg. "I'm telling you, I didn't know."

"Well, what the hell would Krista have told you, when you guys talked?! That she was treating me, like a Prince?! Did she tell you that she was taking me out for ice cream and dinner and buying me presents for Christmas?! Did she tell you that?!"

"No. She just simply said that you're fine,"

"Which was an obvious fucking lie!" I just push my Father away and hide under the blanket. I just can't help but bawl.

"Kevin, I'm so sorry, honey..." Dad apologizes, placing his hand on my back.

"Just go away!"

"Kevin..."

"I'm telling you, get out!"

"Peter, just leave, please..." Mom tells him. It sounds like she's on her last nerve.

"I'll wait for you outside..." Dad says, seeming to be defeated. I then hear him get up and leave.

"Mom... he... he was a part of it... Why?..."

"I don't know, honey... I don't know, either..." Mom finally breaks.

"He was a part of it... He knew! And he didn't try to save me! How many nights have I prayed to go home?! How many nights have I laid on my cot, wondering if anyone would come and find me?! My Dad knew! He knew! When a fist was being pounded into me, he knew! When I was begging for him to save me, he didn't come, because he knew! When..." I can no longer talk, because I start hyperventilating.

"Honey, honey, relax. You're OK. You're safe now. I'm here,"

"No! I don't know what's real, anymore!" I start to cough, because I'm crying so hard.

"Baby, baby, sit up," Mom pulls the blanket off of me, sits me up, and hugs me, as I weep. "It's all right... It's all right... Just let it all out... I know... I know..."

"Mom... I can't breathe... I can't breathe..."

"It's OK. You can breathe! You can breathe! You're OK! Just breathe, honey! You're OK!"

"No, Mom! I can't breathe! Help me!"

"Can we get some help in here, please?!" Mom calls. Mom calls after a doctor or a nurse again, "Can somebody help us?!" Mom keeps hugging me. "You're OK, honey... Just breathe... Just breathe..." I feel like I'm about to pass out, when I hear footsteps enter the room. "Please, help!" That's the last thing I hear from my Mom, as I pass out...

To be Continued...

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A/N: Thanks again! You know what to do, as usual! Wow. That was a longer chapter than expected! This chapter just went on forever and ever, just like last night's A Plan! Though, I guess this long chapter makes up for not updating all night! It shows a lot, that's for sure! And, as you people have said before, longer is better! I actually felt bad, writing this, because of poor freaking Kevi! I mean, you just gotta feel so bad for him! How four years has hurt him so much! Poor little baby... :( Well, the next update won't be, until Tuesday! Though, that's not such a bad thing, because A Plan's night is tomorrow night! Yay! :D Now, I really can't wait to do that one... Until then, see you peeps in A Plan tomorrow! :D Adios!

- Majora's Mask Freak184