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Chapter 16: A New Beginning in California III

Kevin's PoV:

We stop again. It's been a few hours, at least. I'm getting tired of this driving... Harry opens the back doors of the van. "Get out,"

"Why?"

"Do you have to use the bathroom, or not? Because, we're not stopping for awhile."

"Fine!" I start to hop out the back of the van, but Harry pulls me down to the ground by my arm, impatiently. Hanging onto my arm, he pulls me inside the store.

"Now go, before I change my mind."

"Alright!" I head to the bathroom...

Harry's PoV:

The cashier lady looks at me. "Sorry, he's just been a real pain today."

"I see. You guys going on a long drive?"

"Yeah. We're heading to California. I'm starting a new business there," Kevin comes out of the bathroom, and I say, "Come on, buddy..."

Kevin's PoV:

Harry hangs onto my hand, pretending to be my Father, or something. I turn my head and look at the lady at the till. I tilt my head, gesturing to the bathroom. I look at her, kind of desperately. All she does is look at me. I see her head for the bathroom, as Harry and I walk out the door...

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Harry lets go of my hand and grabs onto my hood, pushing me back to the van parked out back of the store. I hear the lady run out of the store and shout, "Hey!" Harry and I turn around. She shouts, "You let that kid go!" Harry picks me up, bridal style, and runs to the van. He opens the door on his side and shoves me into the van. I keep shouting for help the whole time. As soon as I'm shoved into the van, Harry's in the van in an instant. He screeches, while backing up, and nearly runs over the cashier lady, while pulling out of the empty parking lot. I keep banging on the window, shouting for help.

When we're far enough down the road, Harry pulls me back down by my hood. "Lay down and shut up!" I don't listen, and I try to open my side of the door, but Harry pulls me back down by my hood again. He pulls out his gun and points it to my head, while I'm laying down on the bench seat. "Get up one more time, kid, and I swear, there will be a bullet hole through your head!"

I grab the gun out of Harry's hand and sit up. I point it to him and shout, "Let me go!"

"Don't be ridiculous, kid... You couldn't shoot me..."

"Don't think I won't!"

"Don't think I'll let you go, either."

"What difference does it make?"

"Just put the gun down, kid."

"No!"

"Now!"

"No!" I pull the trigger, but nothing happens. I try pulling it again, but still, nothing happens... "Shit..." I say to myself. Harry rips the gun out of my hand and smacks me over the head with it...

Cashier's PoV:

I run back into the store and dial 911 on the phone:

"911. What is your emergency?"

"Yeah. There was a little blonde boy in here with a man with an Italian accent. He wrote "HELP" on the mirror in the bathroom. They left in a hurry in a black van. I'm at my general store, called Angie's Food and Other Goods.

"Alright. We have you located. The police will be over shortly,"

"Alright. Thank you." I hang up the phone. I'm scared... That poor boy...

Marv's PoV:

The police arrive at this general store. "Hey! You're one of the Wet Bandits!" One of them say, as soon as they enter the door.

"Yes. You're welcome to arrest me, but I have to tell you about Kevin, the boy that has been kidnapped."

The police are over to me in an instant and handcuff my hands. Another police officer I hear say to the cashier, "Miss, can you answer some questions for us?"

"I'll try to, sure." And I don't hear any more, because I'm out of the store by then. They bring me out to the police cruiser and place me in the back of the car. I'm then driven down to the station...

Kevin's PoV:

I wake up, but I barely see anything. I only see white and silhouettes of the different items in the van and the front dash. I feel something over my head and that my arms are tied behind my back again. I guess Harry notices I'm awake, because he says, "Ah. You're awake," I groan in pain... I have a migraine... I think I have a concussion... I'm as dizzy as ever, and my stomach is extremely nauseous... "Quit your whining."

"My head... I think I have a concussion..."

"Well, there's nothing we can do about it right now. We're not stopping for awhile."

"What's this over my head?"

"It's so that you don't see where you are."

"Why didn't you just throw me in the back of the van?"

"I want some company up here for awhile. Plus, I'm sure you want a break from the back of the van for awhile."

"How far away from the general store are we?"

"Far enough away, that it was safe enough to pull over and pull that sack over your head."

"They'll be looking for us now in a black van."

"Yeah, and I'm not too impressed that I have to paint my van yet again."

"Sorry, but you're the one that kidnapped me."

"Just shut up, kid..." Harry says, clearly annoyed.

I sigh. "How far away are we from California?"

"Who says we're still going to California? Hmm. We might. Either way, you'll still be far away from your family."

"Why can't you just be nice, like Marv?"

"Never bring up that traitor, kid."

"It's an honest question." I shrug.

"Say one more thing, kid, and I will load that gun..." Is that an empty threat? Well, it's better not to risk it. So, I stay silent for quite some time, until I fall back to sleep again, with my migraine...

To be Continued...

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A/N: Thanks for reading! Review positively please! Thank you! Wow. I think that was pretty intense... Are Kevin and Harry still going to California? Well, you'll find out! Ciao!

- Termina's Hero1234