Chapter 15 - Never Meant Harm

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We soon arrive to the orphanage and are able to sneak into the buidign through the room in my window.

My mom went with Derick to his room while i snuck with my dad. He waited outside while i changed out of my clothes, which were covered in blood.

Apparently, the vest Miss Emily gave me was stained, but i guess my mom can wash it, right?

I changed into a Black Veil Brides tshirt, black skinnies, and my white hoodie.

I slipped on my combat boots and quickly began packing all my things into my duffel bags.

Jeff

I stood outside Josie's room, Jane downstairs with Derick, when suddenly, a woman stood before me.

I was startled at first, and raised my knife, but then I knew who she was, and lowered my weapon.

"Its dangerous for you to be here," she said. "Police are everywhere, especially your brother."

"Yuo took care of Josie since birth, didn't you?" i asked.

She nodded. Her face showed no expression, not even a hint of fear.

"I'm here to take Josie and Derick. I don't have to sign them off, do i?" i said.

She chucklessoftly. "No. Josie is rightfully your's. She's your flesh and blood. And Derick has nobody in the world except her. He could use a home. Both need each other," she said.

I nodded. "Thank you, for taking care of her," i said.

I can't kill this woman. If anything, she is probably a big part in Josie's life. She practically raised her.

"You're very welcome. Let me first say goodbye to Josie. Is that alright?" she asked.

I didn't even hesitate to refuse.

I stepped aside and let her enter Josie's room.

Josie

I stuffed my bloody clothes in a bag when the door opened and i saw it was Miss Emily.

I gasp and looked at her.

"So, you found your family, huh?" she said, a small smile on her face.

I calm down, and give her a small nod. "Didn't expect it as a killing family, though," i said.

"Every family has their own dysfunction," she said.

That's true.

Miss Emily took a seat on my bed and then patted the empty space near her.

I took a seat next to her. Miss Emily, who is a pretty old woman but very active at 65 and looking more like she was in her 50's, always had this unique old-fashioned look of the old time when they wore those long skirts. It's a kind of uniform here. Not my favorite style, but its a very unique 1900's look made to look like it was still for the 21st century. Very strange, but pretty cool in a way.

"I remember, on your 5th birthday, i had a dream, where you were covered in blood, even in your short toddler hair, and you looked so frightened, confused, and scared," she said. "And you were crying."

I gulped, but she held my hand. 

"I picked you up, not caring what stained your face, and tried to soothe you and calm you down. And when i held you, you stopped crying, and you smiled at me. You looked so innocent and playful, like any other child, and like you never meant any harm. I knew that even if you had a very horrid secret, i shouldn't turn my back on you," she said.

I can feel a single tear in my eye. She reaches up and wipes it away.

"But, i'm a murderer. How can't you hate me?" i asked.

"You can cause a massacre and nothing will ever make me hate you less," she said, holding my cheek in her hand. 

I feel more tears and then i just throw my arms around her, hugging her.

"Thank you for taking care of me," i said.

I can feel her smile and hug me back. "I wish you the best, Josie," she said.

"Thank you, Miss Emily," i said.

She helps me pack up the rest of my stuff and soon Derick joins us and he saids goodbye to Miss Emily when suddenly we hear what sounded like a gun shot and jump.

It was then my mom ran into the room

"Josie, Derick, get out of here, fast," she said quickly.

"What's going on?" i asked.

She gulped. "Your uncle is here," she said.

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Don't really think the gif is of Jeff the Killer, but it reminded me of Jeff the Killer, so i'm going with it. It basically represents little Josie from Miss Emily's dream (and its so cute).

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