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KEVIN'S POV
I sighed again, for about the third time in the last five minutes. Where the heck was the dang door! We couldn't find it anywhere!
And I know she's been through a lot, I feel for her, and she's my friend, but I am getting quite..let's say exasperated with her! She's been standing by some crack in the far wall all day! She hasn't been helping me try to find the door at all! All she does is stand there. In her torn, once- blue shorts and her ripped, almost destroyed T-shirt running her fingers along the crack!
I shouldn't be thinking like this, he told himself. It's just cabin fever driving me nuts! I have to get out, have to get Lizzie out! Lizzie would have a better chance than me though, because of my, well, medical reasons.
I couldn't let Jason hurt Lizzie anymore. He was putting her through physical pain, when she was already hurting emotionally inside of herself. He remembered the last time, the worst he had seen her.....
*****************************Flashback**********************************
"Come on!", I insisted, " I wanna help you! Stop being so stubborn Lizzie!"
Slowly, as if in great pain, Lizzie sat up and faced me, her eyes flashing with anger, with an occasional flicker of pain, and sadness.
"Lizzie!" I heard myself whisper. Her right eye was red, and appeared to be swollen shut. Around her eye, from a little above her eyebrow and down to her jawbone, covering her cheekbone was a bright red and purple bruise. You could tell just form looking at it, that it was bad.
That was when I first realized that it was so urgent that we escape.
****************************End**Flashback******************************
That mark wasn't as visible now. She needed to get better care though. She had a little trouble with vision in that eye now. I think her lens was damaged or something, but I'm no doctor. And you could still see the marks, and could tell that it was still pretty sore from time to time.
At that particular moment the metal door swung open with a loud thud. A stout figure, not bothering to shut the door ran towards Lizzie. Protectively I moved towards her, but she ran and stopped just inches away from the man.
"Nick!" she cried, "I haven't seen you for a while!"
"I know" he replied, his gray eyes showing concern. He rubbed the back of his neck, just below his mop of dusty red hair, then grabbing Lizzie's arm, he spoke again. "Lizzie, you have to get out of here, as soon as possible. I'll help you even though Jason'll probably-"
"I'll what Nick?" asked Jason, who seemed to have appeared from thin air.
Nick's large frame turned, his cold gray eyes wide, his thick eyebrows raised. Jason pulled out his gun and aimed it at Nick, nodding his head towards somewhere in the hall. Past him, I could see the long hallway of my basement leading to the stairs of the main floor. There was a tons of Jason's most loyal guards swarming the place.
"I've been kind but enough is enough. I'll deal with you two later." Came Jason's cold, heartless voice, and the door slammed behind him as he dragged Nick away.
Lizzie just stood there, not moving. Her eyes were focused on the door, where Jason had just been. She stood that way for a long time.
"Kevin, get searching for that door! Now!" Lizzie yelled in a panic.
I looked towards her and saw the cause of her urgency. Thick, black smoke was pouring under the door. The room was filling up fast. All to soon, I couldn't see or breathe. The room felt far worse than an oven.
"I can't believe it!" I said aloud, "He's trying to kill us!" I was shocked that after so long, he was finally doing it. Trying not to waste anymore time, I rushed to the wall and started feeling around for a door.
"Ke-gasp, " he heard, "Kevin! The door, its-gasp- it's here!" He could tell by the sound of her voice that Lizzie was having a hard time breathing.
"Get over here and help me!" came her voice again, followed by a hacking cough.
"Where are you?" I cried, shocked at the desperate sound of my voice. Then I felt something solid and hard in front of me.
"Watch it!" Lizzie snapped, "Here.pull this! Hurry!"
Something was forced into my hand and I pulled. I heard a long moan somewhere to my left. There was a huge gap in the wall that had opened. Lizzie and I ran through, and slammed the door behind us.
We turned and started to run down the long, tunnel-like hall when I saw Lizzie freeze in the corner of my eye. I stopped and caught her gaze. Well, this was certainly a surprise.
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KEVIN'S POV
I sighed again, for about the third time in the last five minutes. Where the heck was the dang door! We couldn't find it anywhere!
And I know she's been through a lot, I feel for her, and she's my friend, but I am getting quite..let's say exasperated with her! She's been standing by some crack in the far wall all day! She hasn't been helping me try to find the door at all! All she does is stand there. In her torn, once- blue shorts and her ripped, almost destroyed T-shirt running her fingers along the crack!
I shouldn't be thinking like this, he told himself. It's just cabin fever driving me nuts! I have to get out, have to get Lizzie out! Lizzie would have a better chance than me though, because of my, well, medical reasons.
I couldn't let Jason hurt Lizzie anymore. He was putting her through physical pain, when she was already hurting emotionally inside of herself. He remembered the last time, the worst he had seen her.....
*****************************Flashback**********************************
"Come on!", I insisted, " I wanna help you! Stop being so stubborn Lizzie!"
Slowly, as if in great pain, Lizzie sat up and faced me, her eyes flashing with anger, with an occasional flicker of pain, and sadness.
"Lizzie!" I heard myself whisper. Her right eye was red, and appeared to be swollen shut. Around her eye, from a little above her eyebrow and down to her jawbone, covering her cheekbone was a bright red and purple bruise. You could tell just form looking at it, that it was bad.
That was when I first realized that it was so urgent that we escape.
****************************End**Flashback******************************
That mark wasn't as visible now. She needed to get better care though. She had a little trouble with vision in that eye now. I think her lens was damaged or something, but I'm no doctor. And you could still see the marks, and could tell that it was still pretty sore from time to time.
At that particular moment the metal door swung open with a loud thud. A stout figure, not bothering to shut the door ran towards Lizzie. Protectively I moved towards her, but she ran and stopped just inches away from the man.
"Nick!" she cried, "I haven't seen you for a while!"
"I know" he replied, his gray eyes showing concern. He rubbed the back of his neck, just below his mop of dusty red hair, then grabbing Lizzie's arm, he spoke again. "Lizzie, you have to get out of here, as soon as possible. I'll help you even though Jason'll probably-"
"I'll what Nick?" asked Jason, who seemed to have appeared from thin air.
Nick's large frame turned, his cold gray eyes wide, his thick eyebrows raised. Jason pulled out his gun and aimed it at Nick, nodding his head towards somewhere in the hall. Past him, I could see the long hallway of my basement leading to the stairs of the main floor. There was a tons of Jason's most loyal guards swarming the place.
"I've been kind but enough is enough. I'll deal with you two later." Came Jason's cold, heartless voice, and the door slammed behind him as he dragged Nick away.
Lizzie just stood there, not moving. Her eyes were focused on the door, where Jason had just been. She stood that way for a long time.
"Kevin, get searching for that door! Now!" Lizzie yelled in a panic.
I looked towards her and saw the cause of her urgency. Thick, black smoke was pouring under the door. The room was filling up fast. All to soon, I couldn't see or breathe. The room felt far worse than an oven.
"I can't believe it!" I said aloud, "He's trying to kill us!" I was shocked that after so long, he was finally doing it. Trying not to waste anymore time, I rushed to the wall and started feeling around for a door.
"Ke-gasp, " he heard, "Kevin! The door, its-gasp- it's here!" He could tell by the sound of her voice that Lizzie was having a hard time breathing.
"Get over here and help me!" came her voice again, followed by a hacking cough.
"Where are you?" I cried, shocked at the desperate sound of my voice. Then I felt something solid and hard in front of me.
"Watch it!" Lizzie snapped, "Here.pull this! Hurry!"
Something was forced into my hand and I pulled. I heard a long moan somewhere to my left. There was a huge gap in the wall that had opened. Lizzie and I ran through, and slammed the door behind us.
We turned and started to run down the long, tunnel-like hall when I saw Lizzie freeze in the corner of my eye. I stopped and caught her gaze. Well, this was certainly a surprise.