You Don't Know Me

Forgive Yourself

Rachel's POV

When I woke up I found Carl and Ella still asleep. I couldn't stop thinking about Peter at Cliff House. I wasn't really worried about Blake, because I know that as horrible as Peter is, he wouldn't hurt his son. But I can't say the same for every else there.

"Hey." I heard Ella whisper as she wakes up.

"Hi." I whispered back.

"How long have you been awake?" She asked.

"A while." I told her. "How'd you sleep?"

"Not so good since I was lying on the ground with my hands behind my back." She said. "How bout you?"

"I didn't really sleep that much." I told her. "I just kept thinking about everything that happened."

"You mean about Peter."

"Yeah and about everyone at Cliff House."

"You don't think he would...kill them...do you?" She asked sounding worried.

"I know he wouldn't kill Blake." I tell her. "But I don't know about everyone else."

"Well he is outnumbered." She told me. "So it would be kinda stupid of him to try anything."

"Ugh!" I say hitting the back of my head against the wall. "I can't believe this happened again."

"What?" Ella asked. "Being locked up. Just because you got..."

"I don't care that I got locked up. I care that Carl is." I tell her before looking over at Carl sleeping. "This is second time he got locked up because of me."

"That's not true." She told me.

"Yes it is." I tell her. "The first time it was because that psycho bitch, may she rot in hell, wanted to get revenge on me. And now he's locked up because of my psycho husband who destroyed the world." I look back over at Carl still sleep and feel a tear start to run down my face. "You wanna know the worst part is? I've been trying so fucking hard to make up for all the shit I've done to him and it seems like I only make things worse...Do you know I thought about leaving?"

"What?" She asked sounding surprised.

"I've had a packed bag under my bed for a few months now." I admit to her.

"Wh...why?" She asked kinda sadly.

"Because I wherever I go and whoever I'm with trouble happens." I tell her. "First I was the problem when I was going to execute Carl. Then when I realized I was wrong, Jessica became the problem because of me. And now, my husband locked you two up because you went to come for me. I just thought that maybe if I leave all of you could live happily at Cliff House without any problems."

"How could we be happy without you?" She tells me. "Blake would be heartbroken if you left. We all would be. And also, you don't need to keep trying to make it up to Carl. He willingly came here because he thought you were in trouble. He already forgives you for what you did. Maybe you should forgive yourself too."

She was right. I was so focused on trying to earn Carl's forgiveness, I never forgave myself for what I've done. But that was easier said than done. Both Ella and I immediately turn our heads towards the door as it comes open. Carl jolts awake as Peter walks in with two men behind him.

"Get her." He tells them.

Just then the two men that were behind him came over to me and pulled me up. I tried to struggle and get out.

"Not her." Peter tells them. "The blonde one."

The two men threw me to the ground. I watched as Ella struggled to get out of the men's grips, but she couldn't.

"No!" I yelled with tears streaming down my face.

When I tried to do anything one of the men kicked me in the face and I fell back to the ground. They dragged Ella out of the room before Peter stood in front of me and Carl.

"What are you gonna do to her?" I asked him feeling the blood on my mouth.

He looked at us and didn't say anything. Instead he had this evil smirk across his face. Then he walked away locking us back in.

"No!" I yell through my tears.

"It's ok." Carl told me. "We'll save her."

"He's gonna kill her." I tell him. "He's gonna kill her. We have to stop him!"

"We will." He assures me.

Just then, another man came in and threw someone in with a bag on their head before locking us back in. I noticed that this person was wearing all white and judging by its body type, looked like a girl. She manages to shake the bag off her head and it's someone I've never seen before.

"Who are you?" I asked her.

"I'm Zelda." She introduces herself. "And I'm gonna get us out of here."