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Sequel: Chapter 18: A Way Out

Kevin's PoV:

I roll back over and look down at the floor. I find a pin on the floor. I look up to see Krista paying attention to the road. I bend down and manage to grab it. "Hey, what are you doing?!" I quickly get back up in the seat, grasping the pin in my hand underneath the blanket. "Did you fall off the seat while sleeping?" I nod, lying. "Alright. Just sit tight. We're almost there... Shit!" What's she saying "shit" for? The car speeds up. I pick the handcuffs with my left hand, trying to unlock them. Thank God for this conveniently-placed pin on the floor... I guess Krista forgot to check the car for things I could use to help me escape... "Quit moving around back there, would you?!" Well, I have no choice but to be kind of noisy, because I need to get out of these handcuffs! "I'd pull over to strangle you, if I wasn't being followed! Now, shut up!" Who's following us?! The police?!

I look down at my hands underneath the blanket. The handcuffs are almost loose. I manage to break free of them. I sigh with relief, after I pull down the handkerchief from my mouth. I think the police are after us! I sit here for a second and think. I've got it! I lift up the blanket and say, smiling, in the same tone as last year, before I cut the wire that Harry and Marv were hanging off of, "Hey, Krista..."

"What?! Wait, how'd you..." I slap her in the face with the blanket. The car begins to swerve. She tries to take the blanket off her face, but I elbow her in the face, causing the car to spin around, finally stopping. I elbow her in the face again. I then sit back down in my seat, but I open the backdoor. Thankfully, it's unlocked... "Get back here, you little idiot!" I hear her shout, but I'm already out the door.

I run up the road, facing the oncoming cars. It's so hard running in these boots... It is the police! I start screaming for help. Memories... Memories of running up the road, while Harry was after me, just a few weeks ago... I can't believe Harry's dead... because of me... I didn't want to... Honest... Tears form in my eyes, as I scream out again, "Help! Please!"

Suddenly, I'm grabbed from behind, with a gun held to my head. "I'm going to fucking kill you right now..." she whispers in my ear. I'm struggling to break free. I'm screaming and crying. She clicks the gun. "But, first..." She kisses the side of my head. "Another of my speciality kisses..." I scream out for help again, when the police cars finally pull up. It took them long enough... "Shit..."

"New York Police! Let go of the boy and put down the gun!" the police order Krista, as soon as they get out of their vehicles. More police cruisers pull up, letting more officers out of their vehicles. Though, it's not only officers that get out of their vehicles, my family does, too!

"Mom! Dad! Aunt Leslie! Uncle Frank! Au..."

"Shut up!"

"Kevin!" my Mom shouts at me, scared. It must pain her to see me in this state...

"Mommy!" I shout back.

"I said, shut up!" She slightly smacks my head with the gun. I whine.

"Krista Hilda! Drop the gun and let go of the boy!"

"This little brat has ruined my boyfriend and I's lives! The murderer killed Harry!"

"Let go of the boy, ma'am!"

"No!"

"We'll shoot you, if you don't!"

"Let me go!" I shout.

"Let the boy go, Krista..." one of the officers say.

"He ruined everything... I just want him to pay!"

"Let him go..."

"Let him go! Just let him go!" Mom shouts.

"Please... I'm sorry... Let me go... Please..." I beg.

"If you kill him, it'll only make things worse for you," I keep crying and struggling.

"Please..." I beg. With a few moments of what seems like Krista hesitating, she pushes me away, and the police run over to her with their guns, to arrest her. I run over to Mom, Dad, and the rest of my family. "Mom! Mom!" I hug my Mother, finally. She hugs me, tightly.

"My baby... My baby..." she says, sobbing. I'm sobbing, too. Dad and the others hug me, too. I look up from hugging Mom, to see Krista handcuffed and being walked to the back of the police car, glaring at me. She mouths the words "I'll get you" to me. I bury my face back into Mom's coat again. I can't believe I got away... I can't believe it's over... My nightmare that reoccurred... Will Krista try to get me again?... I hope not... As long as she doesn't break out of jail, I'm fine... I'm here... with my family... I'm here with my family... And I'll never let go of them again...

To be Continued...

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A/N: Thanks again! Do the usual! ;) Useless info: I hate my illness! But, the good news is... I got to have a day off on the first day of my second semester! ^_^

Don't worry! It's not over yet! There's still a few more chapters left! Boy, do I have the ending for you people... ;) Also, sorry if this seems a bit rushed, I'm tired... Well, keep a lookout for the next chapter! Ciao for now!

- Termina's Hero1234