A/N: This is only getting updated, because of my writer's block for my other story! Capeesh?! Anyway, this won't be done by Christmas, it'll be done by... whenever, because of the sequel, OK? Well, here we go!

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Chapter 2: A New Beginning in California II

Kevin's PoV:

I wake up with a splitting headache. I feel dizzy and nauseated. I feel the side of my head, where the tire iron made contact. When I feel it, I wince in pain. "Marv..." I say, softly. "Marv," I say, a little louder.

"Huh?" He wakes up.

"My head... it hurts really bad... I'm scared..." I say, almost crying, holding my head.

Marv scoots over to me. "Why?"

"I don't know... Maybe it's from that tire iron..."

"Hey, you just lay down and relax. There's nothing we can do about it now. I'll tell Harry when we stop,"

"OK," I lay back down on Marv's coat and drift off to sleep again...

A Little While Later...

I wake up again, when the back doors of the van open. The light shines bright, hurting my eyes, not helping my headache. "Aww. Is the light hurting your eyes, little buddy?" Harry mocks.

"Harry, give him a break. Something's wrong with him..."

"There had better be something wrong with him..."

"No, Harry. He's complaining of a terrible headache. He thinks it might be from the tire iron..." I hold my head, trying to hold back the tears.

"Alright. Marv, you go in the store and get some supplies,"

"What kind of supplies, Harry?"

"We just need some general groceries, some medicine, and some hair dye."

"Hair dye? What for?"

"Nevermind the questions, just get it!"

"OK, fine, Harry," Marv says, jumping out the back of the van. "But, what are we gonna do about the kid's headache?"

"That's what the medicine's gonna be for, you dope."

"Oh."

"Now, stop procrastinating, and go in there!"

"Alright! Alright!" Harry heads to the front of the building, since we're parked out back.

Harry jumps in the back with me. I don't even try to scoot away from him, because of my head. "The only reason why I didn't go inside is because of the way Marv is being to you now."

"Go away..." I mumble.

"Hey, this is my van. Don't tell me what to do in it." he says in a warning, but calm tone.

"Oh, yeah? Who'd you steal it from?"

He grabs my arm and squeezes it. I cry out in pain. "Don't you ever say anything like that again, kid! Or else," He grabs onto my neck with his other hand and squeezes it. "I'll break your fucking neck. Do you hear me?!" I nod, frantically. He finally lets go of me, and I gasp for air. Harry looks outside of the van and asks himself, "What the hell's taking him so long?..."

Marv's PoV:

I shop for the supplies in this general store. I got some canned goods, small boxes of food, medicine, and some brown hair dye. I stroll up to the till, and the lady cashier beeps the items. I've been having this thought flowing through my mind the entire time I've been in here... "Umm... Ma'am..." I start to say.

"Yes?" she answers, looking up above her glasses.

"There's something I should tell you..."

"What is it, sir?"

I take a deep breath and say, "I'm a criminal." Her eyes widen. "And, I'm telling you now, that my partner and I have a boy out in our van. I'm willing to go to jail, for that boy's safety.

"Umm..."

"Go ahead, call the cops,"

"Marv! What the hell is taking you so damn long?!" Harry enters the general store, yelling.

"That's your partner?!" the cashier says, surprised and even scared.

"Huh?!" Harry's confused.

"Umm... I..."

"Do you have a boy out in your van?!" the cashier asks, still with the same tone.

"You told her, you idiot?!"

"I'm calling the police!" the lady at the till says. I turn my head to her, and when I turn my head back to Harry, he's gone! I run out the general store doors and head to the back of the store. The van's gone! Oh no... What have I done?... Without me there, Kevin could get hurt!

I run back inside the general store and say, frantically, "Call the police! My partner took off with the van, with the kid in it!" The cashier lady frantically nods her head and uses the store's phone to call the police...

Harry's PoV:

I speed down the highway. How dare that bastard betray me?! Well, he's of no use to me, anyway! I can make this kid get what he deserves without him, anyway! I'll just have to pick up the supplies myself... Welcome to your new life, kid...

Kevin's PoV:

We're speeding again. How come no one is in the back with me? My head is killing me... I'm still dizzy and nauseous... I'm scared... I was supposed to be given some medicine, or something... My headache's worse than ever... I lay here, curled up in Marv's coat. Why isn't he or Harry in the back with me? Frankly, I'd rather Marv be here in the back with me, because he's nicer than Harry... I try my best to ignore my headache, as I drift off to sleep again...

Later...

Harry's PoV:

An hour or so later, I pull off the highway to another convenience store. I get out of the van and head into the store. I pick up the supplies as quickly as I can, since Marv decided that the cashier at the last store should call the police. I pay for them at the till, then leave. I head back to the van parked around the back and open the van doors. Kevin wakes up, and I throw in the plastic bag at him. "There's medicine in there somewhere. Find it and take some. And you can have a little bit of food, too," Before he even replies to me, I slam the van doors shut again...

Kevin's PoV:

The van's moving again. I search through the plastic bag in the dark. I wish he would've thrown me a flashlight, too... I pull out a small box of something. It's a small rectangular box. I can't tell what it is at all in the dark... I open the top of the box. I pull out a small bottle. I think this is the hair dye Harry was talking about earlier... I stick the bottle back in the box and try looking for either food or medicine. I pull out another bottle. This has to be the medicine. The cap feels weird. I open the bottle and smell it. Yep. It's medicine, alright... I take a sip right out of the bottle, even though it tastes terrible... I just want something, anything, to make my head feel better. I can live with the dizziness and the nausea for now, but this headache is unbearable... I screw the cap back on the bottle and put the bottle back in the bag, same with the hair dye box. I search for something to eat. I pull out a box of something else. It's a bigger box this time. I open it up and pull out a bag inside. They feel to be crackers. I lean up against the back of the wall and have a snack. Even though I'm nauseous, I should eat something... There's a long drive ahead of us...

To be Continued...

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A/N: Thanks for reading! Review positively please! Thank you! What's going to happen now, now that it's just Kevin and Harry?! :O Well, you'll see! Ciao!

- Termina's Hero1234