Psychotic (A Harry Styles Fanfiction)

Chapter 8

CHAPTER 8

"Solitary confinement? Are you kidding me?!" I shouted much too loudly for the small diner.

Kelsey replied with a grim nod, sipping from her cup of CocaCola.

"That's not fair! How long is he in there for?" I asked, still much too loudly.

"Not fair?" She echoed. "Rose, Harry bashed Norman's skull against a brick wall and put him into a coma!"

"Yeah, but he saved me from getting raped! Or worse, who knows what the sick creep would've done," I defended.

"Okay first of all lower your voice, everyone's staring. And second, why are you being so defensive? At least he didn't whipped or electrocuted. He'll be fine, it's just for one week."

I let out a huff, grabbing hold of my warm tea. I guess she was right, solitary confinement was one of the more pleasant torturing options.

"Well still," I began. "What Harry did was amazing, no matter how psychotic or deranged he is."

"Yeah, about that," Kelsey said. "He might not be as psychotic as we thought."

"What are you talking about?"  I wondered, taking interest and leaning in closer.

Kelsey's voice dropped down to a whisper, obviously not wanting to be heard by anyone else in the room. "Well you know how Harry was out of his cell last night, near the basement?"

I nodded.

"Well during the power outage he went down there."

"To the basement? Why?"

"I'm not really sure, but you'll never guess what he found."

I stared at her, waiting for further explanation. "He found three dead bodies."

"What?!" I exclaimed, shouting again.

"Yeah, but they weren't just dead; they had been skinned. And the bodies were too fresh to have been more of Harry's previous victims, somebody else out there is doing this. "

My jaw dropped, not believing what I just heard. This was a lot to take in. "Okay, okay, so this means what exactly?" I asked, trying to make sense of it.

"It means that somebody out there, who has connections to Wickendale, is still killing these women. Whoever hid the bodies down there could have been the murderer all along; Harry might be innocent."

"Yeah," I agreed. "Or somebody out there could just be following in Harry's footsteps and he could still be guilty. We don't really know for sure."

Kelsey nodded. "Exactly, that's what Ms. Hellman thought. She still thinks he's guilty, and so do the police."

So this new information didn't really change anything. Harry was still behind bars, not that I had expected him to be otherwise. But besides the fact that there was still a killer on the loose, nothing had really been affected by this incident. Or so I thought, until Kelsey spoke up.

"Rose, I think you're missing something important here."

"What?" I asked, dreading her answer.

"The bodies had been hidden in the basement of Wickendale." She elaborated.

"Yeah, so?" I asked, still not understanding why that was so important.

"So the person hiding those bodies, most likely the murder, has keys to the institution!" Kelsey said loudly for effect. "And the only people with keys are employees. Rose, the murderer is someone we work with."