Angry All The Time
17/?
A 7th Heaven Fan Fic by Lucky Star
WARNING: This chapter contines the journey, taking the reader even deeper into the dark recesses of a demented mind...Read at your own risk...You have been warned...
Chapter 17:
*~Lucy~*
I sat silent and unmoving as long as I could in the seat next to him. I wanted to ask him where he was taking us, me and Simon's wife, and what he was going to do with us once we got there, but I knew he would hit me if I said anything to him.
I had to stay calm. Not just for myself, for Victoria and my baby too. Kevin didn't know I was pregnant. I really didn't know what he would do if I told him. I certainly didn't expect him to be happy about it. He wouldn't have a sudden change of heart and let Victoria go.
Dear God, I hoped he had the keys to those handcuffs in his pocket. Simon had gotten the cuffs out of a bag. If the keys were in the bag, back at the house...Simon had no way of knowing where we were, where we would end up...
I had visions of him leaving Victoria by the side of the road somewhere. I pushed those thoughts from my mind. I couldn't worry about that now. For the moment Victoria was safe, or relatively safe at least. Kevin couldn't do much while he was driving.
He stopped at a motel outside of Glen Oak. The name sounded familiar, like maybe Kevin and Roxanne had made a huge bust there a long time ago.
He didn't check in. He had a key already. One of the rooms at the back, of course. Not even facing the road.
He said nothing, but grabbed my arm and jerked me out of the car as soon as he parked. I could feel his nails digging little crescent moons in my skin, but I bit my tongue and tried not to pull my arm away.
He opened the back door and pulled Victoria out with a current of violence I knew all too well. I never should have left him. I knew I would never get away with it. I had known before I left that he would follow me. He would come for me, and he would make me go home with him.
I should have just stayed put. I should have stayed where I was. Victoria shouldn't be involved. Simon shouldn't be involved. No one should be dragged into it.
"Sit down," He shoved me toward the chair just inside the door. I sat, because I had no real choice in the matter.
He turned Victoria around, so her back was to him. She stood stock still, afraid to move without him pushing her into action. I didn't blame her. I knew exactly how she felt.
He stuffed his hand in his pocket, and pulled out his keys. He uncuffed Victoria then kicked her, pushing her face down on the bed. He brought the cuffs to me, and I offered my hands to him without protest. What good would it do? He'd only hit me, and then he would probably hit Victoria too. I would cooperate, and pray for a miracle and a chance to escape, to save Victoria from the punishing blows of Kevin's fists.
He used the cuffs to secure me to the chair, leaving one arm free.
He reached behind his back, and pulled his gun out of his pants. I wondered if Simon knew he had it, and that was why Simon hadn't tried harder to do something back at the house. He knew Kevin was desperate enough to use it.
Kevin put the gun down on the table beside the bed. I looked longingly at it. If I could just get across the room...I could get the gun...even with my right hand held down, I could aim with my left. I've always had pretty good aim with either hand.
"Don't try anything stupid, Luce," Kevin flashed his maniac smile at me. As if he could read my mind. He knew what I was thinking, because his cop mind was trained to know what victims thought when they were backed into a corner.
"Don't hurt her, please, Kevin. Please. Let her go. She could call Simon to come get her and we could be long gone before he could get here. Just you and me, Kev. The way it should have been all along. Please."
"Shut up, Lucy."
He sat on the bed, facing Victoria. She hadn't moved after Kevin pushed her down. He used both hands to roll her onto her back. Silent tears streaked her face, but she still didn't make a sound. But I did. I gasped at the sight of two small perfectly round wet spots forming on her blouse.
I bit my lip. My mind flashed all kinds of images of the things Kevin could do. He had me virtually helpless, and Victoria completely at his mercy. I blinked, trying to stop the thoughts.
Victoria noticed me, and Kevin, looking at her chest. She glanced down, and a look of absolute horror crossed her face. She crossed her arms over her chest. A moment later, Kevin reached up to stroke her hair. She cowered away from him.
He got to his feet, pacing the length of the bed a couple times. "Take it off."
"What?" Victoria looked up, her eyes wide with fear and innocence.
"Take it off," Kevin repeated, his voice cold and hard and dripping with the thickness of a threat.
"Kevin...no..." I whispered, despite myself, despite the fact I knew better. I knew how Kevin worked. I knew he would hit me and braced myself for the blow before he even moved toward me.
I heard the slap, but felt nothing. Victoria. He had hit Victoria.
I opened my eyes. A bright red spot stained her cheek. She bowed her head and brought her hands up to unbutton the blouse.
Dear God, I thought, please help her. She hasn't done anything to deserve this. Please don't let him hurt her too bad. She has a wonderful husband waiting for her, and two beautiful little girls. Please help her make it home to them...A tear trickled down my face.
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End chapter 17. Jordan helped with this chapter too. And once again I beg of you, let us know what you think. Feedback is a wonderful stroke to a writer's ego. So keep those reviews coming! Thanks so much! Lucky Star (JjsLuckyStar@aol.com)
17/?
A 7th Heaven Fan Fic by Lucky Star
WARNING: This chapter contines the journey, taking the reader even deeper into the dark recesses of a demented mind...Read at your own risk...You have been warned...
Chapter 17:
*~Lucy~*
I sat silent and unmoving as long as I could in the seat next to him. I wanted to ask him where he was taking us, me and Simon's wife, and what he was going to do with us once we got there, but I knew he would hit me if I said anything to him.
I had to stay calm. Not just for myself, for Victoria and my baby too. Kevin didn't know I was pregnant. I really didn't know what he would do if I told him. I certainly didn't expect him to be happy about it. He wouldn't have a sudden change of heart and let Victoria go.
Dear God, I hoped he had the keys to those handcuffs in his pocket. Simon had gotten the cuffs out of a bag. If the keys were in the bag, back at the house...Simon had no way of knowing where we were, where we would end up...
I had visions of him leaving Victoria by the side of the road somewhere. I pushed those thoughts from my mind. I couldn't worry about that now. For the moment Victoria was safe, or relatively safe at least. Kevin couldn't do much while he was driving.
He stopped at a motel outside of Glen Oak. The name sounded familiar, like maybe Kevin and Roxanne had made a huge bust there a long time ago.
He didn't check in. He had a key already. One of the rooms at the back, of course. Not even facing the road.
He said nothing, but grabbed my arm and jerked me out of the car as soon as he parked. I could feel his nails digging little crescent moons in my skin, but I bit my tongue and tried not to pull my arm away.
He opened the back door and pulled Victoria out with a current of violence I knew all too well. I never should have left him. I knew I would never get away with it. I had known before I left that he would follow me. He would come for me, and he would make me go home with him.
I should have just stayed put. I should have stayed where I was. Victoria shouldn't be involved. Simon shouldn't be involved. No one should be dragged into it.
"Sit down," He shoved me toward the chair just inside the door. I sat, because I had no real choice in the matter.
He turned Victoria around, so her back was to him. She stood stock still, afraid to move without him pushing her into action. I didn't blame her. I knew exactly how she felt.
He stuffed his hand in his pocket, and pulled out his keys. He uncuffed Victoria then kicked her, pushing her face down on the bed. He brought the cuffs to me, and I offered my hands to him without protest. What good would it do? He'd only hit me, and then he would probably hit Victoria too. I would cooperate, and pray for a miracle and a chance to escape, to save Victoria from the punishing blows of Kevin's fists.
He used the cuffs to secure me to the chair, leaving one arm free.
He reached behind his back, and pulled his gun out of his pants. I wondered if Simon knew he had it, and that was why Simon hadn't tried harder to do something back at the house. He knew Kevin was desperate enough to use it.
Kevin put the gun down on the table beside the bed. I looked longingly at it. If I could just get across the room...I could get the gun...even with my right hand held down, I could aim with my left. I've always had pretty good aim with either hand.
"Don't try anything stupid, Luce," Kevin flashed his maniac smile at me. As if he could read my mind. He knew what I was thinking, because his cop mind was trained to know what victims thought when they were backed into a corner.
"Don't hurt her, please, Kevin. Please. Let her go. She could call Simon to come get her and we could be long gone before he could get here. Just you and me, Kev. The way it should have been all along. Please."
"Shut up, Lucy."
He sat on the bed, facing Victoria. She hadn't moved after Kevin pushed her down. He used both hands to roll her onto her back. Silent tears streaked her face, but she still didn't make a sound. But I did. I gasped at the sight of two small perfectly round wet spots forming on her blouse.
I bit my lip. My mind flashed all kinds of images of the things Kevin could do. He had me virtually helpless, and Victoria completely at his mercy. I blinked, trying to stop the thoughts.
Victoria noticed me, and Kevin, looking at her chest. She glanced down, and a look of absolute horror crossed her face. She crossed her arms over her chest. A moment later, Kevin reached up to stroke her hair. She cowered away from him.
He got to his feet, pacing the length of the bed a couple times. "Take it off."
"What?" Victoria looked up, her eyes wide with fear and innocence.
"Take it off," Kevin repeated, his voice cold and hard and dripping with the thickness of a threat.
"Kevin...no..." I whispered, despite myself, despite the fact I knew better. I knew how Kevin worked. I knew he would hit me and braced myself for the blow before he even moved toward me.
I heard the slap, but felt nothing. Victoria. He had hit Victoria.
I opened my eyes. A bright red spot stained her cheek. She bowed her head and brought her hands up to unbutton the blouse.
Dear God, I thought, please help her. She hasn't done anything to deserve this. Please don't let him hurt her too bad. She has a wonderful husband waiting for her, and two beautiful little girls. Please help her make it home to them...A tear trickled down my face.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
End chapter 17. Jordan helped with this chapter too. And once again I beg of you, let us know what you think. Feedback is a wonderful stroke to a writer's ego. So keep those reviews coming! Thanks so much! Lucky Star (JjsLuckyStar@aol.com)
