At Kevin's Mercy 2: Reclaimed

30. Lingering threat.

When I came into the kitchen I saw Kevin hunched over at the kitchen table.
He looked stressed.
Holding his head in his hands, mumbling something as he stared at his phone on the table before him.
This isn't good, if he's stressed he might take it out on me again.
Everything inside me was telling me to back off, hide somewhere and wait it out.
I remember plenty of times where I ended up in the time out room because something was bothering him, either something I did or didn't do or something I had no control over whatsoever.
Still, he promised he was going to do better, maybe it wasn't going to be like that anymore?
He said so yesterday... and Kevin doesn't lie.
Maybe I should see if I can help him?
I got a little closer to him, he didn't seem to notice.
His words were finally audible for me.

"This isn't happening, this isn't happening..."

He sounded really upset.
When I glanced at his phone I saw the screen had a big crack.
He'd either dropped it or threw it against something, I wondered if it was even working anymore.

"What happened with your phone Kevin?"

I asked carefully as I stood next to him.
Startled Kevin looked up at me, like he was surprised I was here at all.
His eyes slowly traveled down to his phone before he shoved it a bit further out of my reach.

"I broke it."

His voice was a little shaky but he seemed to collect himself.

"Why?"

The words kinda slipped out before I knew it, my panic rising instantly.
Kevin usually didn't like questions like that.
But seeing the mocking smirk that flashed over his face, it eased my mind a little.
It didn't seem there would be any consequence of questioning his motives.

He gently grabbed my hands and started playing with my fingers between his.
Confused, I stared back at him, waiting for him to elaborate.

"I might as well tell you. You know my father's out for revenge, he's still pissed I ruined his plans last time. And he didn't like it I made that fucker who touched you disappear. Apparently that sleazeball was more important to him then I realized. I've been taking precautions to prevent him from finding us but he's getting closer. He knows I took you shopping yesterday... he sent me a photo of us as proof..."

While Kevin was speaking the blood started to drain from my face, his father is getting closer?
Kevin looked up and I could see sadness in his eyes.

"Don't worry, it won't go like last time. He won't steal you from me."

I thought about last time.
Kevin was with me when his father took me.
How is he going to prevent something like that?

"Everything will be fine. You trust me, right baby?"

He asked as he softly kissed the knuckles on my hands.
I nodded slowly, swallowing away the tears that were swelling behind my eyes.
Knowing his father is coming is terrifying, that man wanted to gift me away to some pervert.
Who knows what could have happened if Felix and Kevin weren't on time?

"I... I do..."

It wasn't like I had a choice, he'll be pissed if I say I don't trust him to keep me safe.
I can't tell him I'm petrified.
Just smile and agree, can't let him know my true feelings on this.

"Good."

He said just as slowly, like he was trying to convince himself.
His expression turned more serious while he wrapped his arms around me and pulled closer.
It was strange, despite everything it did feel safe being so close to Kevin.
I closed my eyes while I leaned my head against his chest.
His heart was beating at a faster pace than normal, he's scared too.
For some reason it was comforting for me, knowing he was just as scared as me about this.
He sighed as his head leaned on mine.

"It will be okay, I just need to hide you where he can't find you. Everything will be okay, I can fix this."

It didn't feel as if he was talking to me, more to himself.
I wondered what he was going to do.
Kevin's father was quite powerful and last time we were lucky to get out the way we did.

The next few days were a little tense but Kevin kept true to his word of trying to do better.
Not once did he punish me just because he could.
He was a bit more clingy than usual, and demanded I'd stay in the same room as he was just in case his dad did find the house, but that was mostly it.
Overall it was like any other day since we met.
His work room made me nervous, there had only been a few times I had been allowed in there because he used to be scared I might betray him.
And even now he still didn't do any video calls with me in the room, though he did joke it would be fun if I would give him a blowjob if he had one.
The thought his underlings wouldn't know he was talking with them while I was doing that got him even so excited he finished work up quickly so we could have some one on one time.
If it wasn't for the lingering threat of his father's presence looming over us one could say it was business as usual.

It was morning again and I walked behind Kevin as we got ready for breakfast.
Kevin stared into the nearly empty fridge and sighed.

"We need to go shopping today, can't postpone it any longer."

We need to go shopping... as in the two of us?
I stared at Kevin, was he really going to bring me along to the grocery store?
But if he doesn't, that means I have to stay here alone...
Kevin looked back at me still holding the door of the fridge open, seemingly deep in thought.
His eyes narrowed and suddenly he threw the door closed with a bang.

"Fuck this!"

Startled, I took a few steps back but he didn't notice.
He started to pace up and down in front of the counter.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck!"

He turned to me as if suddenly realizing I was here too.
There was instant regret on his face when he noticed I was shaking like a leaf.

"Sorry, I'm just trying to figure out how to deal with this in the best way to keep you safe. I don't want to leave you alone here in case that bastard does know we're here and is waiting for a chance to get you alone. He knows he can use you against me. But bringing you along is just as much of a risk, he already rammed my car once to get you."

I exhaled a trembling breath, relieved his anger wasn't directed at me.
He really is trying, a year ago he would have already vented his frustration on me.
In a way he still does, but at least in a way I enjoy it too.
It still makes me feel conflicted at times but not so much anymore, maybe because he's starting to show he cares?

"Isn't it possible to have it delivered? Then we can stay here, where it's safe?"

The thought of having to stay here alone scared me, probably even more than the fear Kevin's dad might ram the car a second time to get to me to hurt Kevin.

Kevin stopped pacing and chuckled softly.

"Of course, why didn't I think of that. They can deliver, there is no need to leave the house. You're the best baby."

I smiled, happy to hear Kevin was pleased with me.
Every time he praises me, it makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside.
I crawled on his lap as he sat down behind his laptop to make the list.

A few hours later the doorbell rings.
The sound spooked me, Kevin's doorbell hardly ever rings.
Every time he had friends over I was locked up and hidden from view, so hearing that doorbell so close by while being free to move was an odd feeling.
Nervously I looked at Kevin as he got up to answer the door.

"Just leave them by the door."

Kevin states as he stands before the door, not making any attempt to open it yet.
He's looking at the screen of his phone, apparently he can see who's at the door with that.

"Sorry sir, I can't just do that. You need to sign for the delivery."

"Why? I already paid online for everything. Just sign yourself and leave."

Kevin replied annoyed at the response from the delivery guy.

"Can't do that sir. We had too many issues with clients claiming they didn't get their goods and showing on the door cameras that they didn't sign that our company's policy is that the client needs to sign or we cannot deliver."

"Fine... give me a second. I need to put on some pants."

Why did he say that?

He's already fully dressed.
Confused, I watched him walk to his work room.
He didn't order me to follow him, nor did he say I needed to go to the bedroom or the time-out room...
What is he doing?
My eyes widened in fear the second I saw him come back.
He was holding a gun in his hand, I didn't even know he had one.

From my spot I could see the hallway from a mirror on the wall.
Kevin carefully opened the door a bit, keeping the gun out of sight but within reach.

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Kevin's pov

Damn it, this is not going the way I wanted.
I didn't think this through, I don't know this guy.
What if he works for my father?
It's not that hard to replace a delivery guy for one of his henchmen.
Good thing I prepared and got this gun.
Looking at my sweetheart is a good thing she didn't know I had that one for weeks now.
I get she's scared, and I don't like it either.
But I know my father has guns, so it's not like I have a choice if I'm going to defend us both.
That prick is not going to steal her from me again.
She's mine.
She's the only one making me happy and nobody is going to ruin that for me.
I will kill for her if I need to.

Carefully I open the door a bit, ready to sign for the stupid delivery and get this over with.
Then it was as if time froze, the device I needed to sign was in his outstretched left hand.
I could see it fall from his hand as he quickly reached for something behind his back with his right hand.

Fuck, I knew it.

Years of training from my youth came into play as I acted on instinct.
Before he had both hands on the gun he tried to pull on me, my own gun was already pointed at his chest and I took the shot.
Despite the rough childhood I had and all the dead people I saw while growing up I never once killed anyone by myself.
This was my first kill...
The guy dropped to the ground as soon as the bullet hit him.
I don't even think he had the time to realize he died.

Stunned, I stared at the bloody corpse on the ground, blood slowly leaking from the wound as it formed a puddle.
I can't believe I killed someone. 
It was always my goal never to be a coldblooded killer like my father, but now I killed someone...
Just like him I killed someone, I took a life.

Next a high pitched panicking scream hit my ears pulling me back to my senses.

"KEVIN WATCH OUT!"

Author's note
Okay I finished this chapter, a little later then I intended. Finally got in a writing flow today. It's so stupid to watch the screen, already having the lay-out of a chapter written down and not feeling like properly writing it down. But I did it ^-^, I'll try to get the next chapter as soon as possible. Oh and while I was writing this one, one bit got me thinking... Kevin's joke in this chapter about the blowjob he wanted. Should I add a short scene like that as a bonus chapter when I finished this book? Cause it's not gonna fit in before the ending ;)