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Sequel: Chapter 17: Is This the End? II

Kevin's PoV:

My fingers are wrapped around the trigger. "Hey! What are you doing?!" Krista shouts at me, which startles me, making me pull the trigger... Harry's limp body crushes me, forcing me under the water. I manage to push him off me. I scoot away from him, staring at him, wide-eyed. Did I just kill him?... I can't help but start hyperventilating. I'm in shock... "You killed him! You killed my boyfriend! I'm going to fucking kill you! You hear me?! I'm going to fucking kill you!"

I realize I still have the gun in my hand. I then point it at Krista and shout, "Stay back!"

"Why? Are you going to murder me now? The one you love?"

I'm crying. I say, "I don't love you..."

"You don't love me, hm? Are you sure you don't want one of my speciality kisses again?" She slowly comes closer to me, while I scoot away from her, still holding the gun.

"Stop it! Stay away, or I will shoot you!"

"Do you really think we were going to kill you? This was just a scare tactic. Now, be a good little boy, and put down the gun,"

"You'll kill me with it!"

"I might give you a chance to live, if you behave yourself,"

"I don't believe you..."

"Why don't you believe me, huh?"

"You've... You've lied to me before... I trusted you... You were my therapist..."

"I had to lie, so that we'd get the money,"

"There are other ways to get money... Please... Don't use me as a way to get money..." She comes that much closer to me. I can't pull the trigger... Not again... I'm shaking, not only from fear, but from freezing to death...

"Go ahead, shoot me,"

"Go ahead, and... and go away... I'm giving you a chance, Kris-Krista..." I'm stuttering on my words now...

"Why? You can't kill me, hm?"

"Go... Krista... Leave me... alone..." She smirks at me. But, before I can react, she pushes me down into the water again, grabbing the gun out of my hand. She points it at me.

"You should've shot me, when you had the chance, kiddo. You could've survived this..." She clicks the gun, and I hide my face with my arm and scream. "Fuck... Why isn't this thing working?" She keeps trying to pull the trigger. "Dammit! It's empty! Why couldn't that fucking bullet be used to shoot you?! Dammit! Well, I guess I'm going to have to kill you a different way..." I try my best to stand up, but I lose my balance and fall back down again. My legs are numb... I try to scoot back out of the water, but Krista smacks the side of my head with the gun. I scream in pain. "I'm going to kill you!" She grabs onto my hair and throws me further away from the shore. I can't help but scream and cry. I hide my face again and beg, "Please! Just take me out of here! You can take me, but don't kill me!"

"You want me to take you out of here?" I nod. "You want to come with me, so I don't have to kill you?" She smirks at me. "I think I can handle that..."

A Little While Later...

Kate's PoV:

We finally make it to Beaver Dam Lake. The cops, Peter, the rest of us, and I get out of the police cars and run over to the lake. "New York Police! Harold Lime! Krista Hilda!" No answer. We run closer to the shore. "New York Police! Harold Lime! Krista Hilda!" The police search the lake shore. "We found something!" I hold my hands up to my face. I try to hold back my tears, but I can't... Peter hangs onto me. "It's a body!"

"Nooo... Nooo... Nooo!" I keep saying.

"It's Harold Lime!" I sigh with relief. "There's no sign of the boy or Krista Hilda!"

I start to run over to where the police are searching, but Peter holds me back. "That bitch! That bitch must have my baby still!"

"We'll follow the car tracks, see where they went..." says the officer that walks up to us. He gets a call on his pager and says, "Yeah? You did? Are they still alive? OK. Get them to the hospital," Hope rises in me, but then the officer tells us, "Mr. Merchants and Mr. Pelzer have been found. They're alive, and are being taken to the hospital."

"Well, that's good news on Mr. Merchants' part. I don't care about Mr. Pelzer. Where did this bitch take my baby?"

"Don't worry, we'll find that out, ma'am. Come along," Peter hangs onto me, as we walk back over to the police cars. Some of the officers remain behind to investigate, while some others head back to their police cruisers with us. I cry into Peter. Please... Let my baby be found...

Kevin's PoV:

I wake up in the back of a moving vehicle. I feel something wrapped around me. I look down, and I see a blanket wrapped around me. Good, because I'm freezing... I try to pull up the blanket more, but I notice that I can barely move my good arm... I try to move it more, and it feels like they're handcuffed together. "Hey! Quiet down back there!" That's Krista's voice! I want to say something in return, but I can't. I'm unable to move my mouth. Something's gagging me... I didn't realize it until now, and I can't lift up my arms any higher to remove it... I see that Krista looks in the mirror at me, and she says, "I don't want to hear any more backtalk from you... At least now I can get some peace and quiet..." I just glare at her. "Don't look at me like that. You're the one that told me to take you... I could've easily put you out of this misery, but I took you up on what you wanted... Now, for revenge for killing my boyfriend, I want your family to give me twelve-thousand dollars," Twelve-thousand dollars?! My eyes widen. "If I don't get it by Christmas Day at noon, you'll be the next ornament hung on the tree. Understand?" I nod. "Good. Now, just sit back and relax. We're almost there," I'm scared... I wanted her to take me, instead of being killed... I'm going to get beaten even more now! My family can't get that much money in time for Christmas! "Roll over and go to sleep. Stop staring at me. It makes me uncomfortable..." You make me uncomfortable... I used to trust you, and I loved being around you, but now, since you want to kill me... I roll over and try to think of a plan... I was stalling being killed... I have to formulate a plan, but what can I do?...

To be Continued...

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A/N: Thanks for reading! You know what to do next! ;) Useless info: Once again, I hate the flu...

OK, that wasn't the ending I was expecting... Though, I had to do a twist! ;) Do you think Kevin will formulate a plan to escape? ;) Well, you'll just have to see! Ciao! :D

- Termina's Hero1234