Harry closed the door and pulled a chair to sit beside me. I tried to remain calm and withstand crying.
He spoke. "Damnit. You remind me of Gemma. Stop crying and sit up. Look at me, Jennifer."
I rubbed my eyes and sat on the edge of the bed to face him and asked, "Who is Gemma?"
Harry sighed. "I want you to trust me, so this goes no farther than your room...understand?"
I nodded as he continued. "Gemma is my sister. She's two years younger than I am. She's tall, brunette, and as sharp as a tack."
"Where is she?" I asked.
"I don't know. I haven't seen her since I left America with you...that's why I was there. I was looking for my sister."
"I assume you found her?"
"Yeah...I found her alright. She was staying with some guy named Danny. She said some pretty vulgar things when I got there...and needless to say, she wouldn't come home with me."
"What happened?" I looked at Harry. His hands rested on his lap as he nervously tapped his foot.
"Your brother happened." he growled. "That's why I took you. I didn't know where Allen's family lived, but of all the houses, I ended up at yours. I wasn't going to kidnap anyone...I came to North Carolina for Gemma, and that's it. But when you said who you were, I saw the opportunity. Allen took something of mine, so I took something of his."
"I don't understand...what does Allen have to do with your sister?"
Harry took a deep breath. "How much do you know about Allen's stay in England a few years ago?"
"Not much...he doesn't really talk about it. He hardly ever called and always changes the subject when I bring it up."
"Of course." Harry rolled his eyes. "Your brother attended the same school as my sister. Manchester, correct?" I nodded as he continued. "Well, my sister was a freshman when Allen was a junior. He was the soccer star from America...he was mysterious and dreamy and everything Gemma wanted in a man. She did everything she could to get into his fall party. I remember because she made me do all the dirty work. Anyways, she got in and I waited outside the house. Hours passed...I glanced at my watch. It was 1:47 in the morning. I jumped the fence and searched all around the property, it was a mess...condoms, Red Solo cups, drugs...typical AIDS party."
Harry saw my eyes widen and he laughed. His laugh took me by surprise and he asked my why I looked at him the way I did.
"It's nothing...continue..."
"So I went upstairs and looked in all the bedrooms. I almost freaked and called the cops until I heard a noise from the final room in the hall. I listened and heard the dirtiest grunts and crying...I kicked open the door to see your dick of a brother raping my innocent little sister."
My jaw dropped. My heart began to race and I could feel my eyes start to sting from the cold air. Harry looked at me with wonder. I can only imagine what he's thinking.
"You didn't know your brother raped Gemma?" he asked, dumbfounded.
"N-n-no..." I stuttered. "Allen wouldn't do that...that's not like him."
"You'd be surprised of what drugs can do to you."
"So what happened after that?"
"I grabbed your brother and beat the shit out of him. I kept hitting him until my hands went numb. His blood was all over my body and all over his face and the floor. I picked Gemma up from off the couch and carried her back to our house. It took her a couple of weeks to regain her sanity...but she's been fucked up ever since and it's all your brother's fault."
"So why not do the same to me? Why not get back at Allen?"
Harry sighed. "You don't get it, do you? I may have had a fucked up childhood and I may be a dangerous criminal...but I would never rape a girl. I loved my mother and I love Gemma. You don't harm a girl like that."
"You almost killed me and apparently you've killed several other girls..."
"I didn't do it intentionally and I certainly never raped anyone."
"So you accidentally killed those girls and you accidentally almost killed me?"
"I don't expect you to understand why I'm the way I am. If it weren't for the meds I'm on, we wouldn't be having a normal conversation right now. I never wanted to kill you, Jennifer. You look so much like Allen but you remind me of Gemma...your sass, your body, and even your smile...when it occasionally shows."
Harry stood and stretched a bit. He looked at the vanity missing the mirror. He looked at the blood stained carpet and then glanced at the hole in the wall.
"I am so sorry, Jennifer. When you're ready, meet me downstairs. Wear something warm...we're going on a field trip." Harry walked toward the door. He lingered in the doorstep for a second and I thought I saw him grab his chest where his heart was...but for all I know it could've been the pain meds.
Harry left my room just like he had entered...and it all felt like a dream, or a hallucination at worst.
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Author's Note:
Hey there, fanfic readers! Hope all is well and I hope you're all enjoying my book.
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So we now know that Allen raped Gemma...but what happened between Harry and Gemma for her to not return home with him? Is Harry really on meds...or is there something more to his feelings for Jennifer? Where is he taking Jennifer on their "field trip"?
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FanfictionThis is Harry's story of Deliverance told by the perspective of his prisoner, Jen.