CHAPTER ELEVEN: TOO COLD
Too late, Zavier screamed as she almost
collided with him. Rayford, my father, grabbed her around the waist
and held the weapon to her head. Zavier screamed at the top of her
voice, causing me to cover my ears. She'd gotten a lot louder since I
used to scare her. "Give up, son." he said. His voice was
like dead leaves being dragged across asphalt. "No way, dad.
Your dead, old man. So's mom and Vanessa. Let her go." I
demanded coldly. The cold outside was starting to get to me. I
shivered and watched my breath steam out in front of
me.
"Give up,
or I shoot her. I don't want to, son, but I will if I have to."
Rayford threatened. He jerked Zavier tighter and she screamed in pain
this time. Her black hair stood out vividly against the snow. I
shivered again and pulled my jacket tighter around me. "I mean
it, Randall. This gun won't kill her, but it'll change her life."
he threatened again. I stood facing my father and Zavier, armed with
nothing but a shovel and Zavier's guitar pick. I bared my teeth and
growled, ready to charge. "Don't be stupid Randall! He's trying
to fool you!" cried Zavier, struggling and twisting. She tried
slashing him with her claw rings, but dad dodged. "I'll see you
soon, Randall. Perhaps sooner than you think." He ran in the
opposite direction and took Zavier with him. "Aw, shit, it's too
cold out here!" I screamed in rage to no one but myself.
Sometimes I hated being a reptile.
Scrambling
to the side of the building, I saw my father shove Zavier into a kind
of storage shed. Gripping the sides of the building, I followed him.
It was hard to hang on, as there was so much ice and snow, but I
managed somehow.
When
I got down, I snuck up to the window and looked inside. Zavier was
strapped to some kind of stretcher, her costume ripped off along with
anything else. I could feel my lips turning blue. I knew I had to get
inside somehow, or I'd freeze.
I
pounded on the window and roared as loud as I could, but Rayford
either didn't hear me, or chose to ignore me. The wind blew, making
me convulse, and I dropped to the ground. Everything from there was
all fuzziness, and cold.
Oh,
so icy cold.