Saving Us

Chapter 7

Norma Bates stood on her porch staring helplessly at Alex driving away. She shouldn't have let him leave when he was so upset but she knew he wouldn't have stayed.

As much as she hated to admit it her and Alex's personalities were very similar. They were both incredibly stubborn and controlling. She knew that if they had been normal people that argument would have never happened.

Unfortunately they were not normal people and now she had to think of an apology. Norma felt awful for unreasonably blowing up at him for calling her over dramatic.

She was so torn about how their argument ended. About Alex's confession to her and to himself. He had killed Bob Paris in order to prevent the investigation into Norman. She knew that this would be the first time he killed for anything other than the good of the town.

When he first yelled it at her she was scared. She was scared because he had killed someone for her. She could tell that he misunderstood her fear as her being afraid of him. She wasn't afraid Alex. She was scared of what she had done to the moral sheriff.

It broke her heart to watch his realization sink in. To watch him decide that he was as awful as his father because of something he did for her. She was responsible for his actions.

She hurried back into the house and grabbed her jacket and purse. She flew down the stairs and into her car. She had to tell Alex that he wasn't like his father. That she was the bad guy.

She started the engine only to hear Dylan shout her name. He jogged around the car to her window.

She rolled it down. "What is it?"

"It's Norman, he's in one of the rooms. I don't know what's wrong with him but he's trashed the room. Completely destroyed it."

She angrily turned her car off and got out. "Which room?"

"4" He said nervously.

She stormed into the motel room but stopped in the doorway horrified. The room was a total disaster. Holes had been punched in walls, the bed was flipped over, the lamps shattered on the floor, the damage was extreme.

She was torn between crying and freaking out. A sound from the bathroom helped her make up her mind. She stomped around the wreckage into the bathroom.

She walked in to see Norman pulling the sink out of the wall. He had already smashed the mirror and broke the shower curtain rod.

"What are you doing?!" Norma screamed.

"Just rearranging mother. Like you told me to." He said smiling.

"I never told you to rearrange and I sure as Hell didn't tell you to destroy my motel!"

"Yes you did because Bradley stayed here remember? You really have lost your mind." He said in disbelief.

The sink came loose and crashed to the floor cracking in several places. The water sprayed from the pipe. Norma squealed and tried to cover the pipe with her hands.

"Well it looks like you have this under control mother." Norman said wiping his hands on his pants.

"Norman!" She yelled. "Norman get your ass back here!"

Norman closed the bathroom door without looking back. Norma groaned and continued to lose the fight with pipe. The water was cold and was starting to pool on the floor.

"Come on!" she screamed in frustration.

Norma kicked the pipe and threw her arms in the air. She couldn't help but question why her life had to be so terrible. Why couldn't she just live happily ever after? She stared at the water around her feet and realized that she truly was doomed.