The final fight...

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"Jamila," spoke Becky. "I want you to find the nearest phone box and I want you to call the police, with an ambulance as well. If you can't find a phone box, just find another way that can help you contact the police." Jamila looked at Becky, "What are you gonna do?" Becky inhaled deeply and replied, "I'm gonna end this. But I don't want you to be in that house with me. I need you to call for help." Jamila put her hands on Becky's shoulders and turned her so she was facing her. "Becky, I'm not gonna let you go in by yourself. Let me help you." Becky cut her off. "I've lost too many people. I don't want to loose you too. I have to save Bella. Only Me. I'm the one he's been wanting. Please, go get help." Jamila felt uneasy. She didn't want Becky to do this by herself, but it was her choice. She didn't want to stop her. Jamila then headed towards the village not far from the house, hoping she could get help. The gun was held tightly in her grasp, whilst Bella's teddy was in the other. She then started heading towards the house.

The last time she was here was when she had lost her mind. But if that was a dream, how come nearly everything seems to have happened in real life without Becky remembering? Maybe it was like Dr Winters said, dreaming of her past. Maybe when she woke up in a different house was because her parents wanted to start over. Confusion wasn't what Becky needed to feel. She needed to feel all her rage and take it out on Jeff. At least it will end with Bella's safety. Jamila will have called the police and Jeff will be dead. Well, that's what Becky thought in her mind. Soon, Becky was again in front of the door. Slowly she breathed in and out before opening the door, for the final time. Never again will she come back to this house. After stepping in, she shouted without hesitating, "Bella!? Bella, it's mam! Are you here!?" She checked the front room, the kitchen, everywhere downstairs. Bella wasn't there. Which only led to one thing, her old room. The room where she first encountered Jeff. Quickly, she ran up the stairs.

She got to her room, only to find it was locked. "BELLA!? ARE YOU IN THERE!? JUST HOLD ON, I'M GONNA GET YOU OUT!" Becky went as far from the door she could then charged into it, breaking it down. There was Bella, layed on the floor. The condition she was in was awful and saddening to look at. Her legs were bruised, arms were bruised. Whatever Jeff did to her, she looked like she was close to death. "Oh my god! Bella!" Becky ran towards her child. She turned her over and once she saw her face, she almost screamed. Her lip was bleeding, there was a cut on her right cheek. Gently, Becky shook Bella to wake her up. The young girl woke up, coughing. She almost threw up. Becky had never felt more angry in her life. "M-Mam? Is t-that you?" The poor girl could barely speak. Becky was close to crying, but she didn't want Bella to see her like that. "Yes Bella. It's really me. Look, I even brought someone with me. Someone you love." Bella saw her teddy and gave it the biggest hug she had ever given it. Becky told her, "We're gonna get out of here. Can you walk?" Bella nodded her head, claiming that she wasn't in pain.

Bella struggled to her feet but eventually was standing straight. She held her teddy in her left arm and held Becky's hand. They both started to head out the room, but Jeff came out from around the corner. Stopping them. "So, you came back for her. I'm surprised you came back to this place, after everything that had happened." Without responding, Becky pulled the trigger on the gun. She aimed for his head but ended up hitting his shoulder. He fell down and Becky took the chance to get her and Bella out of the house. They started running towards the woods, but Bella fell down after tripping over a fallen branch. She fell on her left, causing extreme pain. But the worst part, was the fact she started throwing up. Not vomit, but blood. Becky hated the sight of it. She hated seeing Bella in this state. She must've threw up at least three times. It was like she was, dying. Slowly. Becky lifted up Bella and saw Jeff heading towards the woods holding the knife in his hand. Becky tried helping Bella to walk, but there was no use. All she could do now was carry her, hoping the police were on their way.

After ten minutes of running, Becky stopped to put down Bella. Bella started coughing and spluttering, almost throwing up again. "M-Mam? I feel like I'm, d-dying. I-I'm in so much pain." Becky told her, "Don't worry Bella. I'm gonna get help." Bella replied, "Mam, where is help? How do you know help is on the way? I can't wait, there's only one thing to do." Becky knew what she was thinking. "No Bella. I'm not going to. I can't." "So you want me to stay in pain until help gets here? What if help doesn't even come?" Becky hated seeing Bella like this, but she didn't want to end her life. "Bella, no. I wouldn't do that." The child coughed before replying, "PLEASE MAM! I CAN'T TAKE THIS ANYMORE! PLEASE END THE PAIN!" Becky felt like crying. She softly kissed Bella's head before standing up and walking a few feet away. There was only one bullet left in the gun. Slowly, she raised it. "Bella, I love you." Those were the final words Bella heard, before the trigger was pulled...

Becky screamed after shooting the gun. She fell to her knees and cried. It was now dark and Becky didn't know how she was supposed to live anymore. Now her daughter was dead. She then only thought of one thing to do. She saw a road going through the woods, that she had never noticed before. She ran onto it and started shouting, "JEFF!? WHERE ARE YOU!? COME AND KILL ME! I'M HERE, I'M RIGHT HERE! KILL ME! It's what you've always wanted to do." Eventually, she did see Jeff appear out of the shadows, holding his shoulder. All she did was stare. Jeff noticed his dead daughter on the floor. He spoke, "Becky, why would you do that? There was no need to do that." Becky started stomping over to her brother, but she didn't get too close. "What the hell are you talking about?" Jeff inhaled deeply, "Open your eyes Becky. You'll see." He walked towards her, she didn't do anything except stare. "What do you want me to see?" Jeff looked to his right, wanting Becky to look in the same direction. She looked to her left. There in the distance, was a police car...

Becky stood there staring at the car. Jeff whispered in her ear, "Even in the darkest of times, you must never end yourself. For help could be just a few feet away." Becky looked at Jeff. She didn't know what to do. If she waited, Bella would've gotten the help she needed. There was no need to kill her. Again, she cried. But instead of falling to her knees, she pushed Jeff over. The knife fell out of his hands and quickly, Becky picked it up and scrambled over to him. Jeff was struggling to push Becky off him but suddenly, she stabbed the knife in his stomach multiple times. Finally, his life gave in and he no longer moved a muscle. Becky still cried because of what she had done. She dropped the knife and sat next to Jeff's body, facing the police car in the distance. It looked like Dr Winters opened the door and got out of it. But before Becky got up, Jeff quickly grabbed the knife and stabbed Becky in her stomach, before dying instantly. Becky fell next to his body and Dr Winters ran over to the siblings.

Blood poured out of Jeff's mouth whilst Becky's motionless body was bleeding from the stomach. Jamila ran over from the police car and told Dr Winters about Bella's body in the woods. Some people from the ambulance had grabbed Bella's body and put it in the back of the vehicle. Jamila saw Becky's body and said "Oh my god! Becky, no! Please no!"

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