The Hewitts: Texas chainsaw massacre

Promises

From above you could hear talking. You looked at Thomas and raised a finger to your lips. All three of them were talking at once. You heard Luda's voice raise above Hoyt's and Monty's. She was in a panic. You looked at Thomas, who seemed a little nervous.

This wasn't good.

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*Upstairs pov*
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"What are we gonna do now?!"

"Mama, would you quit your damn belly-aching? Ain't nothing gonna happen."

"I told you bringing her here wouldn't be any good!"

"If that boy would have done what he was supposed to we wouldn't be in this in the first place!"

"Don't you even dare blame him! You started this, not him. If you had let her be like I said, he wouldn't have even known about her."

"She was only one girl! How was I supposed to know?!"

"If I do recall, she told you exactly where she was going."

Hoyt remained silent for a minute. Monty shook his head.

"It doesn't matter now. What's done is done."

Hoyt and Luda both turned back to him. They knew Monty was right. Hoyt hadn't listened. Thomas had caught her. She was supposed to be dead. That was that. But b/n had showed up and he had saw her. That was enough done.

Luda paused for a moment. She knew they had to come up with something and fast. They were running out of time.

"Bring them up here."

"What for? Ain't they caused enough trouble?"

"Charlie, we're running out of time and we need to do something fast. Just do as I say."

Hoyt looked at Luda for a moment before he nodded and turned, heading out towards the basement door.

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When the arguing stopped Thomas looked at you. His eyes held worry. He gave a small whine as he heard Hoyt's footsteps get closer to the door. You reached over and laid your hand on his arm.

"Hey, it'll be okay..."

He looked at you then to the ground. He gave another small whine. You frowned a bit and placed your hand under his chin, lifting his head a bit so he looked at you.

"I promise, Tommy. It'll be okay."

Thomas gave a small nod as you lowered your hand. He was for sure that he had heard them talking about you. And that only meant one thing. Trouble had started. He looked at you. He didn't want to loose you. Not now.

You both heard the door open. There was a moment of silence before Hoyt's voice drifted down.

"Boy, get up here. Bring her too."

Thomas stood up and looked at you for a moment before you also stood up. You silently followed him upstairs where Hoyt stood.

"In the kitchen."

You and Thomas passed by Hoyt and headed straight to the kitchen, no questions asked. Hoyt followed behind you.

Thomas pushed open the door to the kitchen where Monty and Luda sat. Luda looked up at you and nodded to the empty seats at the table. You sat down quietly and so did Thomas, besides you. Hoyt on the other hand went over behind Monty and leaned against the counter.

You looked at Luda then to Hoyt. The whole room was silent. Thomas sat besides you, fidgeting somewhat. After a while Hoyt looked up from the ground and cleared his throat.