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Chapter 3: Escape Attempt

Kevin's PoV:

I still sit here, crying. I have to get out of here... I can't let them win... I stand up, keeping my balance while the vehicle's in motion, and start banging on the wall I was leaning up against, so that maybe the Wet Bandits will hear me. I don't know if they hear me or not, but if they do, they'll get easily annoyed, stopping the van... I have a plan...

I continue banging my fist on the wall, hoping this will work... Eventually, the van slows down, and I feel it pull over to the side of the road. As quickly as I can, I pull off my backpack, pull out my voice recorder, and slip it into my pocket. I then walk up closer to the van's doors, with my backpack in hand. The back doors soon open, and without hesitation, I manage to smack them both on the side of the head. I jump out from the back of the van, strapping my backpack back on my back, while I bolt up the road. We seem to be on a not-so-busy highway. I haven't seen a single car! All's I hear, other than the snow and wind blowing, is, "Let's get him, Marv!" Please... Let there be a car that drives by soon...

All of a sudden, I hear gunshots! I quickly turn my head back, and I see Harry shooting his gun at me! I gasp and keep on running. I slip on some ice on the side of the non-busy road, but I manage to keep my balance. Another shot is fired at me. I duck my head and scream out of surprise. "Give up, kid!" I hear Marv shout. Suddenly, there's a sharp pain on my ankle after another shot is fired... I cry out in pain, as I collapse to the ground... I look at my ankle. I think he shot my ankle! This time, I can't hide the tears... Mommy, help me...

By the time I even attempt to get up, Marv and Harry are over to me. "I got him, Marv! I got him!" Harry tries to take off my backpack by force, saying, "Give me that!" Thank god I kept my voice recorder in my pocket... I might need that... "Marv, tie him up. That way, he won't get away..."

"What about my ankle?!"

"What about it, brat?!"

"You shot it!"

"I don't know. What should we do, Marv? Leave it in there, or remove it when we get home?"

"I'd leave it in there. Let it get all infected, so that he dies a very painful death." I widen my eyes.

"That's a very good plan, Marv... Now, come on, tie him up." It was like Marv had rope conveniently with him, just in case they had to tie me up, because he pulls it out, even though it's just a little bit, and ties my hands behind my back. "Now, take him to the van and sit in the back with him."

"But, I'm afraid of the dark, Harry..."

"Suck it up and sit in the back with him!"

Marv sighs and says, "OK..." Marv picks me up bridal style and follows Harry to the van. Even if I tried to get away and succeeded, my ankle would prevent me from walking, let alone running...

"Hurry up, Marv!"

"I'm hurrying! I'm hurrying!"

"Do you want a car to drive by and spot us?!"

"No."

"Well then, hurry up!" We eventually make it back to the van, and Marv lays me down in the back of the van. Marv hops in the back shortly after, grabs onto me by my underarms, and pulls me to the back of the van, up against the wall. This storage area in the van isn't too big. Then, Harry says, in a warning tone, "Make sure he behaves, Marv, because if he doesn't, his head will be where the next bullet is located..." I know my face is showing Harry a mixture of emotions... Fear, bravery, pain, homesick, and I'm even cold... "We'll show you, kid... We're in control now..." And the van doors are slammed shut...

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While the van's in motion, Marv sits in the back with me, hanging onto me. He has me sitting up against him. I'm scared. I wish my Mom and Dad were here... "Marv..."

"Zip it, shorty."

"What are you gonna do to me?..."

"I said, zip it!"

"My ankle hurts..."

"I don't care."

"Marv, please... I just wanna go home..." My voice cracks... I didn't want it to crack in front of the burglars...

"Well, maybe next time, you'll think about setting traps to torture us with..."

"How should I have known I'd run into you again?"

"Fate. Your fate. And our advantage to hurt you the way you hurt us..."

"Please! I just wanna go home!" I scream out.

Marv covers my mouth with his gloved hand. "Shh! Do you want a bullet in your head?!" I quickly shake my head "no". But, I bite down on Marv's hand, which causes him to yell out in pain. "You little twit!" He grabs a hold of my arms and starts shaking me. "Just be glad that you're not already dead, like you so much deserve!"

"I'm sorry I hurt you, OK?! Just please, let me go!"

"Not a chance, kid."

"Leave me alone! Let me go! And leave me alone!" I manage to pull away from Marv and back away into the corner, trying not to let my voice recorder slip out of my pocket.

"Get back over here, kid!"

"No! I'm not hurting you over here! So, just leave me alone!" I feel Marv start to come closer to me, but I say, sternly, "Leave me alone."

"Fine then. But, if you do anything stupid, it'll be taken up with Harry... Understand?"

"Fine," Marv and I sit in opposite corners of the van. I am scared... Scared of what they'll do to me... I know it won't be pretty, but I have to behave, so that it doesn't turn out as bad as it can... I have to try to avoid being killed. Yet, I have to try to escape at the same time... This won't be easy, but I can do this... I can do this...

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To be Continued...

A/N: Thanks for reading! Review positively please! Thank you! What's going to happen to Kevin next?! He was so close to getting away, but failed! Will he be able to get away in a future chapter?! Well, we'll see what the future brings! Ciao!

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