This is how it ends...I feel the chemicals burn in my...bloodstream...
Rebecca's POV
I slowly opened my eyes, feeling dizzy and lost. My eyelids felt heavy, and my body was weak. The skin on my wrists ached terribly as they were held tightly by something metalic and there was a strange smell in the air. When I finally opened my eyes and looked around, shock, fear and worry flooded through me immidiately.
Harry was across from me, handcuffed to the wall, head lowered, hair falling in front of his face. His shirt was stained with blood at some parts, which terrified me in case they hurt him. I looked up at my hands that were highly handcuffed on the wall behind me, frustrating me. I tried to push and break the handcuffs, but I failed.
"Rebecca.." Harry called and I turned my head to look at him.
My heart tugged when I saw stained blood on the corner of his lip. "Are you okay? How do you feel?" were the first questions I asked. I wanted to know that he's okay.
"M'fine, what did they do to you?" he said flatly, green, stressed eyes studying me.
"The same thing they did to you." I replied quietly.
His eyes widened and anger flashed behind them. "They hit you?!" he raised his voice, shocking me at how strong he sounded. Okay, maybe he's much better than I thought.
"No, they just hypnotised me." I argued, shaking my head gently, fearing a headache might follow if I shake it any faster.
Relief hit him as he nodded and unclenched his jaw. "Oh..are you okay? Does your body hurt?" he asked, eyeing me from head to toe.
"Just my wrists." I replied. "What are we going to do, Harry?" I asked.
He sighed. "I'll try to take us out of here. Don't worry." he said lowly.
"I'm not worried about me, I'm worried about you." I admitted.
"I'll be fine, Rebecca." he assured.
My eyes moved around the white room, seeing two big tubes at the corners filled with a purple liquid. Curiosity grew inside of me, but I couldn't care about what they were at the moment.
"Can you break these?" I asked, staring up at my handcuffed right hand.
"I tried. They burn my skin every time I try to pull. Yours handcuffs are not like that." He replied.
"Shit. What are we going to do now?" I cursed, frustrated. We're fucking trapped now.
"I'll compel whoever comes in to free us." he said simply, shrugging.
"What if no one comes?"
He smirked and didn't reply, since the door opened that very moment and dr.Royals came in. Unfortunately, Ariana followed after him, wearing that white rob that I came to hate every time I see.
"Good, I see you're both awake." dr.Royals spoke cooly, his green eyes flitting back and forth on me and Harry.
"What the hell do you want?" Harry said through clenched teeth.
"You are a special kind, boy. I bet you know that already," dr.Royals said, holding his hands behind his back.
"No need to remind me how talented I am." Harry replied sarcastically.
"But clearly clueless. Since you started searching for something that will make you a simple human. You really don't awknowledge what you're capable of."
"I know damn well what I can do, and trust me, killing you in less than a second is at the top of the list right now." Harry growled.
"I can easily give you the cure and kill you, you know that right?" Dr.Royals said, making my chest tighten.
Harry's pupils dilated. "You won't do it. You need me alive to succeed to make another one like me."
Dr.Royals chuckled heavily. "Poor kid, you're truly clueless." he shook his head amusement. "There's already one like you."
My heart stopped and I gasped. What? It was Harry's turn to chuckle. "You're funny. I know damn well that it's impossible to make someone immortal just like me. It's impossible to create that DNA again." Harry stated.
"It's not, if you replace the simple DNA with yours by destroying all the platelets and blood vessels and then recreate them with that DNA's power, it is impossible." dr.Royals' words made me shiver.
"How many kids did you kill by trying to succeed that? Huh?" Harry asked, disgusted.
"Actually, we didn't use anyone." dr.Royals replied cooly. "You did it all on your own."
Harry chuckled. "What the hell are you talking about?" he asked with furrowed brows.
"This girl, is just like you, Harry." he said, pointing at me. My heart stopped as shock hit me. What the fuck?! "She has your DNA."
Harry looked at me confused and shocked before shaking his head furiously. "No, she can't be. I never tried any medicine on her!" he claimed, angry.
"You didn't have to," dr.Royals said lowly. "That girl-,"
"She has a fucking name and that's Rebecca." Harry hissed, fisting his palms, glaring at dr.Royals.
"Well, Rebecca, is just like you." his words made my stomach tighten. "By giving her your blood, which is twenty times stronger, let's just call it like that, than hers, it destroyed her platelets and blood vessels. So, with simple words, your blood replaced hers and now she has your DNA."
"No..." I whispered as the words settled in my brain.
I am just like Harry. I became just like him.
"No! You're lying!" Harry roared, scared, angry, worried eyes moving to land on me. "Rebecca don't believe him!"
I gasped for air and looked down, trying to find a reason why that doctor would lie. I indeed pushed that guard with a lot of force that I would never imagine. And when I broke up with Harry I managed to block out the emotions. The scene of me crashing that glass with my hand and not being cut flashed behind my eyes, confirming dr.Royals' words. Oh my God, I have the Colarious in my system.
"He's right, Harry." I muttered and looked up at him. His eyes were screaming worry and shock. "Everything he said is true."
"But-,"
"But nothing, kid." dr.Royals cut him off. "Rebecca has your DNA but she's still at her first levels. She probably doesn't know how to run just as fast as you."
"Rebecca..look at me," Harry ordered and I moved my eyes to look at him. "I'm sorry," he said, voice showing guilt.
"I know." I said quietly.
"I need to ask you some questions," dr.Royals said, bringing his hands in front of him. He was holding a notepad. "Can you see in the dark?" he asked, looking at Harry.
Harry was lost in thought, staring at the floor, cheeks and nose red. He was holding himself from crying. He looked angry though, veins popping on his arms and neck. He was lost in his emotions, struggling to pick which one to let to come out first.
"I repeat, can you see in the dark?" Dr.Royals said.
Still no reply.
Ariana rolled her eyes, frustrating me. "He's not going to answer." she spoke for the first time.
Dr.Royals sighed. "Fine, let's leave them alone. We'll come later." he said and turned around.
"You go, I want to talk to Rebecca first." Ariana said.
"I don't want to talk to you, though." I spat, glaring at her.
She smirked. "Fine, go ahead and cry. I'll come later." she said before she left the room after the old man and closed the door loudly.
Silence for a few seconds.
"Harry." I called gently. I knew that what we just learned was devastating for him, and me too, because really, now I know that I'm not normal. I'm not a simple human.
He didn't look at me. He kept his eyes down, his long hair blocking me from seeing his sad face. "Harry please look at me," I begged.
He suddenly pulled at the handcuffs, groaning loudly as they burned his wrists. He clenched his teeth and tried harder, hissing and wincing. I could see how much effort he put into it, and it scared me. He finally broke the handcuffs and his body fell forwards, but he managed to stand still. He started walking towards me, eyes never meeting mine. He came to stand in front of me and reached to break my right handcuff.
"Harry," I murmured but he didn't say anything. He broke the handcuff and reached to break the other one. "Look at me," I said gently, but he ignored me again. He broke the handcuff and my arms lowered, giving me the chance to rub my wrists and soothe the ache. I saw my bruises on my wrists dissapearing immidiately.
He turned around and looked around the room, back tensed. I didn't like that he was being like that. He was looking up at the ceiling, at the door, at the tubes. He was trying to find a way to escape.
"Harry talk to me. Say something." I begged.
He turned around and locked eyes on me, making me suck in a breath. "What do you want me to say? Huh?" he was hurt and mad at the same time.
"Something. I don't like it that you're being so quiet." I admitted.
"Silence is better than telling lies, don't you think?"
"Harry.."
"I'm not going to lie to you that everything's going to be okay!" he hissed, making me flinch. "Didn't you fucking hear what that bastard said? I fucking ruined you. Your DNA has the Colarious in it! You're just like me, Rebecca!" he raised his voice. He was furious now.
"Harry it wasn't your fault!" I claimed.
"My blood ruined yours! Mine! Of course it was my damn fault!" He yelled.
"You didn't know what was going to happen!" I raised my voice.
"It doesn't fucking matter, Rebecca!" he came closer. "I took your humanity! Don't try to take the blame off me!"
"Stop! Just stop talking like that! You didn't take anything from me! All you wanted to do is help me! If you never gave me your blood I wouldn't still be alive!" I yelled back. Man, he was driving me insane.
"And now you'll have to live with that thing in your system! You don't know what this thing can make you do! It fucking destroys you!" he shouted, scaring me.
I pulled my lips into my mouth as he hid his face in his hands, seeming stressed and worried. I wish we could discuss this without fighting and yelling. I was sad about what we found out, but what's done is done. And I don't want to Harry to take all the blame.
"Harry don't blame yourself, please. None of us knew what was going to happen.."
"You just don't get it." he said through clenched teeth and pulled his hands away. "I screwed everything! Your life is fucked up because of me! I keep hurting you!" he yelled as he walked towards me.
He was now standing in front of me, shaking uncontrolably because of the anger, green eyes so dark that I had a problem distinguishing his pupils. He had lost his temper and I knew nothing could calm him down, not even me. I was angry, but mostly, tired of all this stress and anxiety.
"I'm a monster!" he shouted in my face, his veins popping out on his neck.
I tried to hold my tears but failed, all these months of patience and anger caused my body to shake, my heart was pounding so loud in my chest that my blood was boiling in my veins.
"No Harry! You're not a monster!" I cried out loud, my chest rising and falling from my heavy breathing.
He clenched his jaw and fisted his palms and in seconds, he punched the wall that was behind me right next to me, making me gasp for air. All the anger that built inside me was now replaced by fear as his piercing green eyes turned to a darker shade.
"How can you say that after what I did to you?" he hissed, his hot breath hitting my swollen lips, his nostrils flaring.
I took a deep shakey breath before I parted my lips to answer.
"Because I can see through you, Harry. I can see your innocence."
He narrowed his green eyes that stared deeply into my teary ones.
"How can you see that when it doesn't exist?" he asked with a growl.
"Just like you saw the love I thought that was gone." I replied, lifting my chin with confidence, supporting my thoughts.
"That's different." He gave me a serious look.
"No it's not." I snapped. "You might have that evil DNA, but I know better. You are human. You feel. I've told you before. If you made it, then I will, too. I don't blame you for making me like you. I will get through this, just like I've been through all the other things." I lowered my voice. I didn't want to yell anymore, because he looked much calmer now.
"Rebecca-,"
"If you believe in me, then you will stop arguing. I'm strong enough to do this, Harry. Nothing can break me down now. I just need you by my side." I admitted, my hand cupping his flushed cheek.
His eyes softened once I touched him and he sighed heavily. "I'm going to give you the cure." he said, making my heart plummet.
"No." I said timidly, shaking my head. "No you won't."
"Yes. You deserve to be normal. I can't just take it from you." he argued lowly.
"I said no, Harry. I'm not going to take the cure. You are the one that deserves it more than anyone." I insisted.
"No-,"
"Yes. You suffered for 78 years with that thing! You definitely are the one that takes the cure. I'll be fine. I'm an angel, remember? No evil can touch me." I gave him a small smile at the end.
His lips curled up in a weak smile. "I love you so much for being so strong and brave." he chuckled lightly.
"If you're by my side, then I'm stronger than ever." I said and pressed my lips against his softly.
The kiss was sweet, but it didn't last long. It wasn't time to make out at the moment. The warmth that flooded through me was enough to make me brave. We pulled back and refocused on how to leave this place.
"I have no weapons," Harry hissed angrily, glaring at the door.
"Me neither." not that I was going to use it anyway, but I would give it to him.
"What options do we have?" I asked, crossing my arms.
"We could just run out of the door and down the hallways, with guards chasing after us and shooting us just like before." He said, giving me a blank look.
"We won't get shot if we are quick enough to avoid them." I said.
"But how-," he stopped himself and smirked. "I guess I'll have to teach you how to run like me?" he raised a brow.
"Mhmm, exactly." I smirked back.
"Alright, it's easy. You just have to run and use all your speed. Your brain will make your feet move faster." he said, moving his hands.
"That's it? That's how you run so damn fast?" I raised a brow.
He nodded. "I can't quite explain it. But trust me, when you do it, it feels amazing." he assured.
The door suddenly swung open and made me gasp. A guy came in, with blonde hair and blue eyes, a smirk on his lips. He looked familiar...I swear I've seen this guy before.
"Looks like the handcuffs didn't quite work, huh?" he huffed. He had an Australian accent...
Oh God.
Now I remember.
It's the same guy that came that day at the hospital and told Harry to leave my room because he wasn't allowed to be there. He had a lip piercing back then but now he hasn't.
"You?" I asked and he looked at me, still smirking.
"Ah, looks like you remember me," he smiled. "I'm Luke," he introduced himself.
"We don't give a fuck." Harry snapped, clearly jealous and angry. "Wait, you're that guy at the hospital-,"
"Yes, that's me." Luke rolled his eyes.
"Why are you here?" I asked, frowning.
"To check up on you?" he said in a way as if I'm stupid.
Harry suddenly pushed him against the wall, hands on Luke's shoulders. Luke didn't seem scared as Harry glared at him. "Give me your gun." Harry compelled him with a growl.
Luke chuckled. "That thing, doesn't work on me." he said, shaking his head.
My eyes widened and Harry gave him a strange look. "What do you mean?" I asked, taking a few small steps closer.
"I'm just like you. We have the same DNA, lads." he smirked.
Harry rolled his eyes. "Stop with that joke, we know damn well that no one else can survive the Colarious." He stated.
"You think?" Luke chuckled and pushed Harry off of me. "I've been through seven different experiments to get to this fucking point." He hissed.
"That's impossible." I said, shaking my head.
"It's fucking not." Luke snapped. "I can do what you guys do. I can't die. I'm stronger than the others. I can make other people do what I want them to do."
"Then why are you here? Why the fuck aren't you in your own huge house with money surrounding you?" Harry asked, still angry with Luke's presensce.
"Because I never chose to be like this." Luke said, making my stomach tighten. "They forced me, they used me."
"Then why are you helping them?" I asked.
"They promised they would give me the cure if I do what they tell me." Luke answered and Harry tensed before he let a sarcastic laugh.
"Why is he laughing?" Luke asked, looking at me.
"You're so stupid if you think that they're going to give you the cure." Harry laughed. "They succeeded on making you like me, they would never make you normal again."
Luke seemed hurt but covered his pain with a blank look. "You don't know shit," he scolded.
"I know that these bastards will never stop using people like you and make them like me. They will never give the cure. They are using you all over again and you believe them." Harry scowled at him.
"Shut up!" Luke snapped.
"Hey!" I yelled and both boys looked at me. "Harry is right Luke, they will never give you the cure..but we could get it."
"What?" Luke chuckled.
"We got to this point easily, we could go and find the cure too." I stated confidently.
"Yeah..." Luke said slowly before chuckling. "You are both fucking crazy." he said before he opened the door. "You're not going to leave this hell hole no matter how much you try." he shot before he slammed the door shut.
A beep was heard and suddenly above the metalic door the word locked flashed for two seconds before it dissapeared. I sighed heavily and locked eyes on Harry.
"He's so stupid," Harry muttered bitterly.
"He just wants the cure." I murmured.
"They will never give it to them." Harry stated the truth. "Now, are you ready? We'll have to run." he said as he stood next to the door, cracking his knuckles, ready to break it down.
I sighed and nodded as I walked towards him. We might as well do this and get it over with. "Let's do this."
And with that, Harry pushed the door and broke it down. Both of us stormed out of the room, running as fast as we could down the crowded hallway. Guards immidiately noticed us and started chasing after us, demanding us to stop as if that would happen.
Harry suddenly grabbed a guard's gun like a flash and smirked at me. "Your turn," he said, his arms pumping by his sides.
"I'm not going to steal a gun that I won't use!" I yelled, staring ahead.
"Ah but for God's sake, just do it!" he said exasperatedly and I pursed my lips.
Determination coursed me and my eyes focused on a gun that hanged on a guard's waistband, who was staring at me with wide eyes. I increased the speed and suddenly, everything around me turned black and I had the guard's gun in my head before I realised. Everything just happened so quickly. Harry beside me applaused and I smirked, proud and confident that I made it.
"That's my girl," he raised his hand for a high five and I gladly accepted. We didn't stop running though, because the bullets were flying like crazy past us, and we could get shot.
I looked ahead and my eyes widened when I saw Luke standing a few meters away, smirking at me. My heart raced now that I knew I had to escape from him. Harry started shooting at the guards behind us, so I knew that I had to fight Luke.
So I raised my gun, my hands shakey. Luke cocked a brow, doubting that I will ever shoot him. Hell, I was even doubting myself. There was no way I would kill him, even if I wanted to. So with a deep breath, I pulled the trigger and the bullet hit his arm, causing him to fall on the floor with a loud scream.
Harry's head snapped towards me and he gave me a bewildered look. "Rebecca did you just-,"
"Shut up and take us out of here now!" I yelled, growing mad at myself and everyone else. I can't believe that I had to shoot someone.
Harry's hand wrapped around mine and we suddenly broke another door and got into another room, which was full of suplies, pills, medicines and painkillers. Harry turned around and walked over to the desk that was placed next to the door. He started pushing the desk, sliding it and placing it in front of the door.
"This will slow them down," Harry panted, wiping the sweat on his forehead with his forearm.
I nodded, gasping for air. My chest caved every time I drew a breath to fill my lungs with oxygen and my throat felt dry. I licked my lips and ran a hand through my long hair.
"This is fucked up, I can't believe I just shot someone!" I hissed angrily, berating myself.
"Calm down, you didn't kill him. Even if you had shot him in the chest, he wouldn't have died." Harry rolled his eyes.
"Harry, you know that I don't like doing this."
"There's no way you can turn back now." He shook his head and walked past me, his shoulder brushing lightly against mine.
My ears caught two voices speaking and I immidiately recognised the one. "They're inside," I said, pointing at the door on my right.
Harry nodded as he picked two medicines from the black box. "I know, that's why I brought us here." he turned around, medicines in his large hands. "And the cure is right behind the door. And my chance to take revenge for that boy." he said lowly, dark green eyes staring deeply into mine.
"Ariana is in there, leave her to me." I said as I grabbed one medicine from his hand. He smirked and we both walked towards the black door. I hate Ariana for betraying me like that. I thought she was a sweet, kind girl, but I was wrong.
"Ready?" Harry whispered, leaning against the wall next to the door.
"Hell yes." I replied and we both broke the door down.
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