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Chapter 23: New Town
Kevin's PoV:
We've been driving for a few hours. I hope we pull over soon for a break... I need a break. I'm afraid of where we're going. I don't know if we're going to California, anymore... I managed to change into some new clothes. I even had a snack and took some more medicine, in the pitch black. I'm glad to be in some new clothes. Now, I don't feel so grubby. I took off Harry's hat a long time ago. I don't want that creep's hat on me. I managed to find my hat and mitts, though.
Not that long later, we stop. I hear Harry get out of the van. Though, he doesn't come back here. This is my chance... I crawl over to the doors and bang on them, hoping there's someone around to hear me. Nobody comes. Nobody can hear me... I start to cry again, when no one comes. Wait, I hear someone coming! I sit back away from the door. The light shines in, hurting my eyes, when the doors open. My rising hope drops instantly, when I see that it's Harry, carrying a paint can. "Quit it!" he shouts.
"No!" I argue back. I'm surprised by my own bravery. "You're the one that left me in the van!"
"Well, it's better than you signalling for help!"
"Well, I've had enough of this!" I kick Harry in the face. He falls back. I take this chance to jump out the back of the van. I start to run away, screaming for help. Isn't there anyone around here at all?! I look back, and see that Harry's chasing after me. I head to the front of the store, Harry catching up to me. But, before I make it to the front of the store, Harry catches me and tackles me to the ground. I continue screaming for help, but Harry's gloved hand is placed over my mouth.
"Don't you ever do that again..." Again, I try biting down on his hand, but he ignores the pain. He picks me up by my waist and carries me in an awkward position back over to the van. I can't help but bawl my eyes out and try to struggle out of his grasp. "Quit it!" I freeze, but continue to cry. He shoves me in the back of the van again. "Now, stay in there and shut up!"
"I have no choice but to stay in here, you idiot!" I bite back.
"The next time you call me an idiot, kid, I'll burn your hair off with a blowtorch! See how you like it!"
"I already apologized to Marv for last year! I'm sorry, OK?!"
"No, you're not! You can get away with sucking up to Marv, but you can't get away with it with me!" I attempt to kick Harry in the face again with my right foot, but he suspects it, so he grabs onto my foot and twists it. I cry out. "Cut it out!"
"Let go!" I try to get my foot out of his grasp.
He grabs onto my leg with his other hand and says, "Why should I, huh?"
"L-Let go!" I try kicking him away with my bad leg, but he grabs that ankle, instead. I cry out.
"Should I twist this ankle, too, huh?!"
"No! Stop!" I scream out. He finally lets go of both my legs. Now, my right ankle hurts from him twisting it. I bring my hands up to my face, as I start to cry. "I'm sorry..." I say, quietly. Harry doesn't say anything. He just slams the doors shut...
To be Continued...
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A/N: Thanks for reading! Review positively please! Thank you! For today's useless information: I am bored and have nothing to do with my life, until my family comes over for dinner...
What will happen to Kevin next?! :O You'll see! Ciao!
- Termina's Hero1234