Steph knocks me to the floor and I hit my head. I use the tool I had acquired to stab him in the neck.
“You little bitch,” he cries out. My fear turns into adrenaline and anger.
“Actually you are the little bitch,” I growl. I pull the scalpel from his neck and ram it into the side of his abdomen. Steph reaches for one also and stabs me in the leg. I scream out in pain and I can hear Harry bang on the freezer. I reach behind me and manage two nails. I take a deep breath and force them both into Steph’s eyes.
“Ahh” Steph screams. I snatch the keys off him and run towards the freezer.
“Not so fast you sneaky little shit” Anna says. She is sitting in the freezer. She had been watching me struggle with Steph. Why is everyone calling me little?
“Anna please I need to get him out.” I plead. “Please Anna” I beg
“No sweatheart” She emphasises sweatheart.
“You wrote the letter?” I frown
“No Vera I have a degree ok I can spell. But Steph cannot”
I shoot a glare at Steph but he is rolling on the floor in pain. I have no weapons with me. Anna is just as small as I am so I figure I can take her. I clench my fist and punch her in the nose and it bleeds instantly.
“Ouch” she cries holding her face. Anna pulls a kitchen knife from her skirt and hands it to me.
“Anna?” I question.
“We went through the same shit Vera, you just weren’t that productive with it.” Anna pulls a gun from her shirt. “You are going to need this to finish him off” Anna motions towards Steph. “Just make sure you kill him too alright. So he can hurt nobody else.” Anna hands me a dirty piece of paper. “This is the list of girls and their address. The ones he hurt I thought you might like it.” Anna raises the gun to her mouth and silent tears fall from her eyes. I watch as Anna pulls the trigger and her blood spatters on the walls. I pick up Anna and place her on the skinning table. Steph grabs my ankle on the way to the freezer and I fall. I gasp in pain. A sharp blade has made its way into my right side just under my boob. I use the knife and with two strikes I remove Steph’s hand from his arm. I stand up and feel faint and dizzy. I fumble with the keys at the freezer.
“I, I am coming Harry” I whisper.
The lock pops and I lift the lid. Harry lies on top of Theo with heavily lids.
“Oh no you don’t, I just got stabbed for you” I lift his arm and with strength I didn’t know I had I managed to pull Harry out of the freezer.
“Vera” Harry murmurs.
“I need you to stay awake ok,” I plead with him
“Vera there is a knife in your tit” Harry observes.
“Don’t touch it alright”
Harry nods. Steph has passed out on the floor. No wonder he had to use drugs to sedate his victims he is not a fighter.
It takes a few minutes of Harry warming up again and a few small kisses from me until he is kind of back to normal.
“Is he dead?” Harry asks.
“Nope but he is blind and is missing his right hand”
Harry looks at me. I thought there would have been fear in his eyes. I was so ready for fear. But when he looked at me he was proud I think and something else I had never seen before.
“Can you do something for me?” I ask him
“Tie him up there, well as much of him as you can”
I feel so exhausted physically and mentally. I wonder how much therapy I will need after this.
I sit with Theo while Harry ties Stephan up.
“Theo baby I don’t know what I will do without you. Who will tell me about their normal lives now? This place will never be the same without you.” I start to cry. “Theo you were the parent I never had. You always looked out for me even in the very end. It is because of you I know to leave the foreign object in my body. I love you so much. They wont let me out to properly say goodbye so I guess this is it.” I caress Theo’s cold face. “Goodbye mum” I whisper.
Harry’s hand finds its way to my shoulder and I kiss it. I turn and tied up just the way he should be is Stephan. Harry nods and takes the knife from my hand.
“No” I growl. “He is mine”
“Vera, you don’t have to do this” Harry pleads. “I don’t want blood on your hands.
“In case you forgot Harry blood on my hands is exactly why I am here”
“No Vera, you were sick.”
“Harry don’t you dare try to excuse what I did. Schizophrenia is not just something you get over. I will battle it for the rest of my life” I take the knife from his weak hands. “I will most defiantly not be the reason you get locked up in prison”
“Vera wait” Harry starts. “Why were you so disappointed when I told you Ken was still alive?”
“I um I wasn’t” I lie.
“You were hoping I was a little more like you. Didn’t you?”
I nod. “But the thing is Harry you didn’t. I admit I was a little sad at the time but I am glad. You don’t get the darkness that follows you after you take another persons life, deserving or not. We are not the same Harry, sure your childhood fucked you up a bit but you never actually killed anyone.” I start to raise my voice. I close the gap between Stephan and me. “And that is the way it is going to stay” I growl and drag the knife across Stephan’s neck. Blood spills out and drips down his chest and some covering my face.
“I don’t think I can do this anymore”
A/N: hello you ! i am not at all ashamed to say i may have shed a tear or ten while writing this chapter. When Vera called Theo mum though like omg you poor girl. And she killed Steph so Harry wouldn't have to.