the toy cars that were purposely placed there. I tried squeezing past the both of them to get upstairs, but watched as Harry dunked and Marv was hit in the face with a paint bucket. "Don't worry Marv, I'll get him for you." He turned and looked at something with huge eyes just as I tried stepping in front of him. Harry immediately backed away and then the most embarrassing thing known to man happened; I was hit right in the face with a paint bucket, sending me down the stairs. After wincing from the fall, I opened my eyes to see Marv's face inches away from mine, and immediately noticed that I had landed on top of him. "Uhhh, hey-" Marv awkwardly said. I felt his hot breath against my lips, and it almost felt as if we were about to kiss. "Hello, this is kind of awkward-" I laughed nervously. "Marv! Marv? Get up!" Harry shouted at him. I quickly got up while Marv did the same. "Since we have his sister, that means we have something against him. Take her to the van." Harry said as Marv tightly grabbed my wrist. Just before I was forced outside, I could see Kevin's worried expression. The snow burned my already bleeding foot, dying the snow red with my every step. Marv helped me into the van where I was quickly relieved from the freezing temperature outside. I pulled my legs onto the seat and looked at the wound forming on the bottom of my foot. "I can try and help." Marv spoke up, "I guess." I shrugged. Marv took off his jacket and draped it on my shoulders, then tore off the lower sleeve of his shirt. "Let me see your foot." He gently grabbed my leg, examining it for a second before tightly wrapping the torn cloth around my wounded foot. "T-Thanks." I smiled up at him, "No problem." He smiled back. The moment was ruined when I heard the angry voice of Harry approaching the van.

He opened the driver side door, slamming it closed and immediately turning on the van and screeching out the driveway without saying another word. "What happened?" Marv finally spoke up. "If that damn kid wants to mess with us, we'll just have to kidnap his sister." Harry responded. I wasn't the least bit phased by him saying that, knowing that this might just be a sign. "Great plan Harry." Marv laughed just as his arm slowly wrapped around my waist. I tensed up from the sudden physical contact. After that one Christmas, that was the last I had ever seen of my family.