I run out of the kitchen and head for the stairs. A string of curses follow me as my cousin tries to get free of his shackles. I take the stairs two at a time as a crash comes from the kitchen, which either means that he tried to get up and fell or someone pushed him to the ground.
I reach the top of the stairs and turn around. No one was behind me. I relax my tense muscles. As I was about to go find somewhere to wait for him, I hear a car pull up
-A minute Ago-
I run out of the room. My cousin tries to get up, letti ng loose a string of curses. He grabs the chair and pulls himself into it. He finally gets himself to a full stand. Clearly forgetting about his shoes being tied, he tries to run, ending up on the floor with a crash. A car pulls up.
Mackenzie glances at Aubry before running over to the front door. I meet her at the door. Looking through the window by the door, my ears twitching, listening for running.
On the other side of the door, Mr. Royal was walking up the stairs. I sigh and open the door, "Welcome." I say. Another crash comes from the kitchen, he lands in the living room, drawing attention from everyone at the door
"Who are you?" Mr. Royal and my cousin ask each other.
"Mr. Royal, this is my brother, Paul. And Paul, this is Mr. Royal, the principal of the highschool." Mackenzie says
"Why is he here?" Paul asks.
"None of your business," Aubry says, strolling out of the kitchen, kicking out his supporting arm as she passes Paul. "Time to go?" I ask Mr. Royal.
"Yeah. Go get your stuff, we'll load it into my car." Mr. Royal says, "I'll stay down here and watch him," Mr. Rotak nods towards my cousin's phone figure. That last fall knocked him unconcious.
"Shall we go?" I jokingly bow. They laugh as they pass me.
YOU ARE READING
The Life of Nathaniel
Teen FictionA kid whose parents died when he was young only remembers having one mother who treats him like a child slave. Join Nathaniel as he tries to figure out who he is.
