Debra's hard Decision

How fucking could he! I thought as I ran out of the apartment. It's not, it can't be true! He came out of the apartment and looked at me, and in that moment I saw a monster and ran. I ran as fast as I could until I stopped by the road and puked. Dexter came up behind me and put his hand on my shoulder.

"Don't fucking touch me?" I said as I shoved him off me. I couldn't believe he was this thing, this monster!

"I just want to know you're okay." he said.

I couldn't believe him,"I'm not okay," I said choking on my tears, "I'm never gonna fucking be okay!"

With his blank, calculated look he softly said "Take it easy."

Take it easy, I thought, how can I fucking take it easy!

Pulling myself together I asked "How long have you been doing this?"

He didn't answer. Getting angry I stood up and asked again, "How long have you been fucking doing this?!"

He stood up calmly and said "Since I was twenty."

I couldn't even begin to imagine how many people he killed. How couldn't I've fucking known.

"Jesus fucking Christ Dexter" I said, breaking down again.

Then suddenly, I realized the blood slides found looked exactly like…

"Those blood slides I found in your apartment, they look like the ones we found in Doakes car."

"Deb" he said shaking his head.

Clenching my teeth together I said "Are you the Bay Harbor Butcher?"

He immediately responded in a hush tone "This isn't the place to talk about this."

I couldn't help it, I started bawling again. He said in a slightly annoyed tone

"Deb, I only kill certain types of people like Travis."

I didn't care what type of people he killed all I cared about was the fact he killed people. Some silence until he said "Deb, dad taught me."

No I thought. That can't be true. Dad couldn't have-

"He gave me code" he said interrupting my thoughts.

Even though I knew the answer I had ask anyway "Dad knew?" "It was his idea, he knew everything." he said in a blaming way.

I sunk to the ground, "Fuck," I said putting my face in my hands, tears pouring out of me.

"Deb, just please come back inside with me," he said now down to just a whisper," Please."

I looked at him and saw the Dexter I knew, not the cold blooded killer I saw that one night that seemed so far away, but knew that in him the killer would come back and kill others and I couldn't let that happened.

I stood up and through my tears I said "I'm sorry Dexter" and I ran toward the nearest police station and he just stared after me in shock.

When I approached the police station I stopped and thought of all the things Dexter has done for me. I thought of how I went to the church to tell him… I loved him, but the reason I was doing this was because I loved him. I went into the building and told my story to the first police officer I saw including the part about me helping Dexter. For aiding and abetting a criminal, I was given only three weeks in prison because I told them about Dexter. As for Dexter, he was caught leaving the country and his home was searched, finding evidence of multiple homicides. He was given the Death Penalty.

I visited him once before he was given the Death Penalty and the last words he ever spoke to me were "I forgive you, I'm hoping you can forgive me."

When I got out of prison I became a private detective but I never forgave myself for what I did.

Harrison, now age 14, just looked at me and said

"Maybe my dad could forgive you but I," he said shakily, "I just can't" and walked off to his room leaving Deb in the silence of regret.