The Trouble Within

Chap 6

Three months later, by now, Stanton tried to be nice to Randall all the time, though Randall kept on trying to resist no matter what he did.

Randall's stomach was a good size by now and it was definitely confirmed that he was pregnant.

He still was sick at times. Stanton drove him nuts with wanting to touch his belly every day. Now he could see how pregnant females felt when others knew of their secrets.

One day, he came up with an idea and mad because he hadn't thought this up before.

Instead of throwing up in the toilet like he always did, he began to make a mess all over the basement floor. Randall hated that this kid was making him sick still, but now he was executing a plan to get home.

"Stanton, I threw up all over the floor!" Randall called out.

Stanton heard him. If that lizard did that, he was in trouble. He went to go check it out.

Randall saw the door open and he was beyond ready to get loose.

Stanton saw the mess on the floor. "Why didn't you just use the toilet?" He demanded.

"I couldn't get there in time."

"Now I have to clean this up."

Stanton took the bond off, but he tied Randall's hands behind his back. "I'm taking you upstairs to get this cleaned up."

Randall knew it would work. He was led upstairs and knew he would be turned loose.

The moment Stanton turned Randall loose, he stayed put for the moment, but when he had the mop and water and went downstairs, Randall made a run for it. He let the door slam behind him.

Stanton looked up at the sound. Of course he knew then that Randall was waiting for a time like this. He shot up the stairs, and indeed, Randall was gone.

He put on his gear and went after the lizard.

"RANDALL! GET BACK HERE!" He yelled.

Randall looked back and this was the first time he was free again since being captured. He continued to run. He could feel the weight of the baby inside him. But soon he was so winded that he had to stop and rest behind some bushes. He heard footsteps and he blended into the bushes.

He watched Stanton run right by and kept on calling his name, but Randall was not going back to him. Now he just needed to find a rock or something to cut the ropes on his wrists.

He listened carefully and staying invisible, he tried to find a good sized rock to where he could cut the ropes. Stanton had talked of fishing in a creek bed around here, now he just needed to find it. Or he could try finding a rock on the ground.

Randall was incredibly weary. He had no idea where he was, and his pregnancy could only make things worse for him.

Eventually, he came to the creek bed and he did see a good sized rock that looked like it had sharp edges on it. He made his way through the water and turning around, began rubbing the ropes on it.

The ropes soon came off and he gave a sigh of relief. Now that he had his hands free, he could even climb trees to get away from his captor. But he did manage to get some good sips of water before he moved on.

Stanton knew that lizard could be crafty. He had to get him back. And he had his child with him. Who knows if Randall would try to kill the child. He couldn't let that happen.

Randall mainly just followed the creek bed. It would surely lead him to a town or something where someone might be able to help him get away. Even if he went back to jail again, it was more preferable to being locked down in the basement with nothing to do.