Next stop...Elkwood
Michael stared at Tweener in shock and amaze. He couldn't get his head around the fact that Tweener was actually related to Lucas. But then he remembered how Tweener would always looked up for the boy.
"Your related to...." Michael tried to say.
"Maytag? Yes,"
Michael just looked at him.
"I need to take him away from this house, you don't need to worry about me,"
Michael let Tweener pass and he heard Tweener say to Lucas, "Lets go,"
Michael just listened as he heard the car door slam and the gravel crunch under the tires.
Lincoln came into the kitchen and knelt down to meet his brother eye level.
"You ok?" Lincoln said.
"He was related to him," Michael said, "David was related to Maytag,"
Lincoln rolled his eyes in annoyance, "Michael..."
"I'm not kidding," Michael said.
Lincoln shifted from side-to-side uneasily.
"You mean to tell me that Tweener and Lucas were related?" Abruzzi asked in surprise.
Lincoln and Michael were all back in the living room and had told them what had happened.
"Why don't we ask our little friend here if he knows anything," Lincoln suggested.
They all turned to T-bag who had stopped crying now, he still breathed heavily and his severed hand was under his right armpit and his bloody wrist was pressed against his side. He mumbled to himself that no one heard. He looked up with a hateful look in his eyes.
"What do you know about Maytag?" Michael said looking at T-bag in disgust.
T-bag ignored him and continued to mumble words no one heard. Abruzzi grabbed the front of T-bag's blood soaked shirt and lifted him to his feet. T-bag's hand dropped to the floor and T-bag gave a yelp of pain.
"We'll just see how much pain you are in after we..."
"When he came he always talked about him," T-bag cried out fast before Abruzzi finished his sentence, "He always talked about Lucas but barely mentioned Tweener. At visitation one time the boy actually came with his mother,"
Now T-bag's head rotated on his neck and he started to smile once again, "And damn..."
Abruzzi placed his hand on T-bag's neck and threatened to choke him.
"Abruzzi," Michael warned.
But Abruzzi didn't pay attention to him, "You little pervert,"
"Abruzzi, "Lincoln said coming up and ripping T-bag from his grip. Lincoln was probably the only one that could equal Abruzzi's strength. Sirens wailed as they came down the street.
"We have to go now,"Sucre said looking out the window.
Lincoln let T-bag drop to the floor. Everyone ran outside leaving T-bag in the house.
About 5 miles away from the house Michael led the group up a railroad track and stoped.
"We go past these tracks we'll be only a quarter way onto hiding," Michael said.
Sirens cried out and the escapees ran.
"We need to go to Elkwood," Michael shouted behind him.
"What!?" Abruzzi asked.
"I need to check on Tweener,"
"You not the boy's babysitter,"
Michael stopped and so did the others.
"If you go about 3 more miles from here you'll be able to make it to a crossroad, past the crossroad will be a cemetery. Once there dig up a grave and you will find clothes,"
Michael started to run toward the sirens.
"Where are you going?" Sucre shouted at him.
"Elkwood,"
In the car, Tweener looked at the review mirror and saw Lucas still awake in the back. He say a distance between him and the boy. A big distance.
"So what is the number again?" Tweener asked.
"1845," Lucas said plainly.
Tweener turned down Lake Street and remembered hat it was one more block until he hit Elkwood.
"Hows....," Tweener tried to ask.
"Fine," Lucas replied knowing that he was going to asked about his mother.
"Lucas look I'm really sorry,"
"I don't want your stupid apology," Lucas said angrily, "You just had to break into his house didn't you,"
Tweener couldn't find words to reply to the boy. His mind was racing on what would happen if he got caught. He was wondering about the others, have they gotten out of the house safely? He hoped that T-bag was dead and that wherever Michael and the others are going it'd be a hell lot better then where he is going.
"You make a right," Lucas said as Tweener was about to take a left.
But Tweener ignored him and made a full left.
"Didn't you hear me? Its a right not left,"
Tweener ignored his grumbling and drove up into an empty parking lot. He turned off the car and took the keys out of the ignition. He turned to see Lucas's stern face.
"Look I'm not asking you to forgive me on what I did alright?" Tweener said.
"Fine," Lucas replied dully.
"I just want you to know that you won't do anything as dumb as I did,"
Tweener's sentence stunned Lucas. He wasn't excepting anything like it.
"Promise me that you won't do anything that me or your father did," Tweener said.
Lucas opened his mouth to reply and then closed it.
Sirens broke the silence and Tweener cursed under his breath. He started the car and drove.
"Lucas," Tweener said.
"You think I'll do something like what you did?" Lucas finally said in an angry voice.
"You never know, it could happen,"
Tweener took a sharp left turn.
"Where the hell are we going?" Lucas asked.
"Stalling," Tweener replied.
They drove about a kilometre or so away from Elkwood and parked. Tweener turned and this time he left the keys in the ignition. He stared at Lucas who just stared back.
Tweener P.O.V
All I was staring at was a down kid who lost his father and was about to lose his own cousin. I watched as lighted police cruisers raced by and didn't stop. I was frustrated and yet not. I know that it sound confusing but the I had to tell him that he would not follow my footsteps or his fathers.
End P.O.V
"Lucas you have to promise me," Tweener begged once again.
Lucas just looked at him, "Your gonna get caught if you stay here,"
"I don't care, I just want to know,"
"Why?"
Tweener stopped talking altogether and drove back the way they came. Tweener just stared out he window and turned right. He looked at the street sign 'Elkwood' Lucas looked at the sign too and looked out the window. Tweener forgot how dull and damp the street was. The lamp posts were decorated with graffiti and bad words. The lamp light gave off a dull white light and some lights were even smashed to pieces. Some windows were even boarded up and the side of houses were spray painted. Tweener thought it was reasonable because for a street that is right by a maximum security prison, he couldn't blame the people.
"1845?" Tweener asked again.
"Yah," Lucas replied, "Did you get to see him?"
Tweener looked in the review mirror and shook his head, "I got to the prison after he died,"
"Did Michael tell you about him?"
Tweener had the feeling that Lucas wanted to avoid saying dad at all costs.
"No he didn't,"
Lucas looked out the car window and watched as Tweener passed the houses until.
"1840, 1843, 1845....here we are,"
Tweener pulled into the driveway and unlocked the doors. He could see people looking out the window. Tweener got out of the car and helped Lucas out, Lucas fell into his arms as soon as he was out the car door. Tweener carried him to the door and looked down to see Lucas asleep. He felt sorry for the boy, having escape convicts barge into his house and then cut one's hand off.
The door opened and there stood a woman around the age of 20. She had deep hazel eyes, black hair streaked with light brown, and her lip and tongue were pierced.
"David?" the woman asked in shock, "What are you doing here?"
"Clare," Tweener said, " Nice to see you too,"
Clare looked into the house and whispered, "You shouldn't be here, the police have been here and everything. I thought my mother would have a heart attack if anyone else came,"
"I just want to drop off Lucas then I promise I'll leave,"
Clare looed at the sleeping boy in Tweener's arms.
"Its a long story," Tweener said.
"You can explain it to me while your here,"
"I can't,"
Clare looked at him, "I won't call the cops on you..."
"No, I can't. I know that you mean no harm but your mother still has a grudge on me after what had happened last summer,"
Clare looked at him with sorrow in her eyes. Tweener passed Lucas to Clare then took a step back.
"Tell everyone I said hi," Tweener said, "Tell them that every things gonna be ok, just forget about me,"
And with that Tweener got into the car and drove off.