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So Taylor has had a relaxing shower. But in that time Eddie has been hallucinating his father and uncle and they've been chatting about how Eddie should kill Taylor, and well... it seems to have worked... No rest for the wicked I presume.

"Stop. It" Taylor choked. The seriousness on Eddie's face was all too real. "Think of who I am..please..." She cried. Was this how he was like to all of his victims? Kind at first and then flipping to murder them?

"...Darling..." Eddie dropped his knife and released his grip, Taylor fell into him "I am so sorry darling, please forgive me, I never meant anything by it, honestly..." Eddie said all at once, I shouldn't have gave into them.

"Looks like we're going to have to remind him about a few things. An old memory perhaps?" Eddie's father smirked

"I've got a good one. Do you remember how I always used to ask you and your pa to come round to my cabin at the weekends? Those hunting trips were just great, weren't they? Or how cosy it used to get in the winter?" His uncle smiled and looked at Eddie.

"Shut up" Eddie looked at both men, holding Taylor gently, he couldn't apologise any more for putting her through such hell.

"Eddie... focus on me" Taylor found her voice and looked up at him. She pushed herself softly against him, wrapping her arms around his back and talked " They aren't there. It's just you and me in this room. No one else."

"They're trying to get me to hurt you more, darling" Eddie said weakly his eyes still passing between his father and uncle gaze, he looked so frightened. "I simply won't listen to them"

"Look at him. He thinks he can simply shut us out" His father spoke shocked

"Don't think about them. They'll leave you alone eventually" Taylor released Eddie from her embrace and smiled at him as she cupped the damage side of his face with her hand. "Look at me..." she spoke calmly, despite the damage he'd just dealt.

"We won't. you'll listen to us and only us, you always have. You will kill her slowly and painfully like all the others. She's no different, she's just another whore. A bitch." his father spoke franticly to try and get Eddie to do his bidding. But was this his mind portrayed as his father or his father's personality branded into his head?

Eddie looked down at Taylor as she talked this time "Keep your mind off things. Of them" Taylor let go of Eddie. She picked up her lab coat and placed it on Harpers desk, looking behind her and in the general direction of Eddie's hallucinations, before glimpsing at Eddie.

"Right" Eddie's voice went brittle "They're not there. They can't harm us. They are a figment of my imagination" he closed his eyes, just like what a child would do if he seen the bogeyman. A few moments passed and he seemed to muster up his courage, he exhaled slowly, Taylor could hear him wheeze as he opened his eyes and walked towards the door adjacent to the bathroom.

"we're not leaving you any time soon" his uncle spoke shallowly, Eddie grumbled at them still being there.

"They're your minds representations of them. It would help if you didn't focus on specific events. Think of the innocence before all that" Taylor tried to help as she walked into the next room.

"What innocence?" Eddie said quietly. I don't even think I posses the ability to think THAT far back.

The bedroom was split up into two parts, the other side of which Taylor couldn't see past was separated by a long curtain. She sat on the be and looked over at Eddie who fiddling with something in his pocket, he walked over to her and stood looking at her, this awkwardness couldn't be cut through with mere words.

"Perfect setting son. You could really fuck with her mind as well as her body" Eddie's father was leaning against the wall with his arms folded, his uncle however was nowhere to be seen.

"Tell me who's there, Eddie. I could help you think about something completely different" Taylor put her hands on her lap as she spoke.

"I highly doubt that" Eddie looked at her and frowned at being so rash "...It's my.. Father" he said lowly

"Tell me about him..." She said as safely as she could "...This is the part where you sit down... I'm not expecting you to spill your guts...Bad choice of words, sorry" Taylor brushed her hair back with her hands trying to think of something else to say when Eddie sat next to her.

"I went through this with the other doctor..." Eddie reached for Taylor's hand, but unexpectedly she put her hand on top of his.

"Well Snow never let me look at his notes. I don't think he ever got that far with you, well pressing you and all he did..." Taylor looked where Eddie's eyes were still fixed. "I have a vague idea of your past, I don't want you to bring up bad memories.." Taylor stopped because she herself was pressing him about his past, it was all automatic, years of psychiatry and it boils down to this.

"I don't care. Try and describe me without thinking about all those nights after school" His father stated with a smile on his face, a challenge.

"I find it best to say all the things you hate first. Details don't matter." Taylor smiled "And look at me, it might help." Taylor smiled readjusting herself so she was cross-legged facing Eddie.

"A large scary man. Had a voice that you would jump at even if you've heard it for years. hopping from day-job to day-job. Alcoholic. Hated mother so much..." Eddie was listing off as he shook.

"Did you love your mother?" Taylor spoke, That was a stupid question, of coarse he loves his mother. She tilted her head to look at Eddie who had his head down.

"Yes. She was a lovely woman, she looked after me. But she got sick and couldn't really move. Got put on several types of pills. Incurable. Father would take it out on me if I didn't do as he asked..." Eddie held his breath like he was going to cry, but looked back at up at Taylor "Father had reason to believe she was being unfaithful before she took ill. I defended her, for the first and last time in my life. Wounds on top of old scars. Had to convince the school nurse I had a hobby for exploring dilapidated warehouses." Eddie stopped.

"Is that how you remember it? You know when your mother died I was so grateful. I don't understand why I didn't just leave her in the hospital. Oh wait her sister wouldn't let me because of you little bastard." His father raised his voice "She said that you needed a mothers love, and that I couldn't look after you. Well look at you, your exactly how I knew you were going to turn out to be. A crazy, fucked up killer." He continued as he stood up from the wall and began to pace.

"You're doing great" Taylor shuffled to block Eddie's view "Family life didn't sound great. I read that you were bullied profusely throughout your school life, because you were small" She added, That's if memory serves correctly.

"A little whelp, you get that off your mother" His father was still using that pissed off tone.

"Yes. but I'm not like that now" Eddie gave a small smile, Taylor squeezed his hand in acknowledgement.

"There you go. You're getting the hang of it" Taylor said happily

"Can't you see that she's thinking it's a game, she's treating you like a kid" His father pointed at Taylor angrily, his frustration boiling over.

And you never did? Eddie thought as he spoke "Father was never proud of me. Uncle could have lived at our home for the amount of times he stayed there. After mother passed, it went further down hill. Summer was worse, but father and uncle began drilling ideas into my head, about how I needed to be happy when I was older. They teased me with the idea of summer camp and making friends. They didn't let me leave the house..." Eddie took a deep breath.

"It's okay you can s..." Taylor patted his hand as he interrupted.

"The things they did to me when I was small, when I didn't know how.. filthy.. how wrong it was. Only that it hurt..." Eddie spoke quietly and slowly as he got up. Never to our children darling, you understand that don't you darling, I will never let anyone hurt our babies. Stop! You can't bring her into this nightmare. Don't. Eddie was still very restless, he got up and stood facing Taylor.

The dressing table behind him had a mirror above it, it had been shattered, just like Eddie, it could only be put back together with extreme difficulty and time, but even then the cracks would still show and it can still break with such ease.

Offering his hand to Taylor he jokingly pulling her off of the bed and into him, he enjoyed listening to her laugh and let loose a little. Just like all of them did. This is the moment I want to remember. He walked her to curtain separating the room in half

Taylor didn't know what to expect, for all she knew it was another one of his victims strung up like a pig. The fabric of his gloves were irritating her skin but he let go and when he grabbed the curtain and walked around to fully open it, Taylor's prepared herself for the worst even though there were no signs of blood in the room.

The rings of the curtains scrapped around the guide and screeched but Taylor was still facing forward when the object behind the curtain became obvious.

It was a dress... A bridal dress... A very strange one at that...

Once again the incomparable shades of white, faded and dull all trying to convey across its original idea of purity but failing to do so. It looked as though it had been stitched a hundred times over, she could see where it had tore, several of the holes were dashed across the dress, washed out blood splattered all over it, a massive rip on the right side of the flounce. Looking up the mannequin there were gloves also in the same style, but there were peculiar brown buckles on each of the forearms and the fingers had seemed to have been sewed on over and over. Then the veil. A veil? it was more of a headdress with a shredded silk-like fabric over the face, as she though the headdress looked like it was made out of wood, contorted and looking like small antlers growing out of the headband. How could something supposed to convey across such purity and innocence be changed into a figure of such horror darkness. Shocking as it was to whiteness it wasn't more agonising to think of how many people had wore it before Taylor.

She stood looking at the precision in the stitching and dress itself "Wow. That's very impressive" Taylor spoke surprised. She was amazed at herself for acting so well and making sure her fear wasn't beginning to take over. I wonder how long this took for him to perfect she thought.

"It is the best I can do with the materials at hand, darling" Eddie smiled smugly at his handiwork and stepped over to put his arm around Taylor, but he turned to face her instead stopped by a moment of thought.

"What's wrong?" Taylor looked at Eddie; his eyes met hers after his brief contemplation, a mix of sadness at the moment between them, if only it couldn't be in happier circumstances.

"We will not be able to have a real ceremony. There is no qualified priest alive in this place" Eddies voice became shaky and nervous as Taylor stepped forward to keep him from dozing away from reality "Here my darling" he added

He reached down for Taylor's left hand, the roughness of which he grabbed it made her react "Ow", she flinched as he pushed too hard on her hand wound.

"Sorry" He apologised as he lessened his grip, a tide of silence hit them both "Miss Taylor Winterbourne...This was my mothers.." Eddie pulled a silver ring out of his pocket "It is the only thing I have left of her"

Taylor's mind just went totally blank as she looked down at the ring "That's lovely. But wh.." she stopped. He can't be serious, he's playing out his desires, or is there something different at work here? there always is. Listen God, I know you have been nocking around on Earth and stuff but I really need some of your miracle stuff right now. Taylor's frozen state.

"I came across it looking in my belongings locker in storage, a few doors down from Dr Snow's office." Eddie was still hesitant, it was obvious, he was still gripping Taylors hand. "Would you marry me?" The look on his face was serious but his body seemed to be in shock of what he'd just said.

Taylor looked at the ring, one of silver, three jewels, a diamond with rubies either side. Say yes it'll be hard for me to leave. Say no and he'll kill me on the spot. Then she looked up at Eddie who was still holding her hand, God knows what's going through his head. Even a few minutes later Taylor smiled and said slowly "Yes Eddie Gluskin I will take great pleasure in becoming your wife". That took an immeasurable amount of guts.

"Such a life choice and you made it simple" Eddie slid the ring gently on Taylor's finger and held her, when his father spoke he clutched her tighter.

"You're so stupid! You think she's serious? She'll run when you leaver her alone. She knows as well as we do, you're a crazy son of a bitch who took the place of his mother because she was to frail to fuck!" His father shouted as he stood up sharply.

"Don't let him spoil it, Eddie. You can still come out of this" Taylor spoke softly, she was going to end it with sane by she could feel his anger building again.

"She says spoil. Pah, what does she know, she never went through what you did as a kid" his father continued his rage. "You can't just stop the killing, Eddie. Tone down the beatings but never stop the lesson. Make an honest woman of her, Eddie. We promise we'll leave you in peace" his father lowered his volume and stepped into the centre of Eddie's field of vision.

"No" Eddie spoke as he sat on the bed leaving Taylor standing. "I care too much for you to become part of my nightmare. I love you too much for you to join the others in death" he shook his head, he had allowed himself to become even more influenced by his father by proposing to Taylor in the first place.

"I can help you get decent treatment somewhere else..." Taylor sat back down on the bed and tried to reach her arm around him.

"My problem cannot be solved by talk and medication. I must face my demons alone, I cannot do it with you around. I do not wish to become angered and run you away, darling" Eddie took Taylor's arm off him and pushed her away gently.

Taylor gave a little sarcastic laugh "Ha. Eddie you've just proposed. We're one step closer to being properly with each other. We face this problem together or not or all" She smiled pushing him back.

"All that sentiment. It makes me sick. You aren't meant for her, for anyone. You're staying with us for the rest of your pitiful life" his father gestured around the room.

"I'll leave eventually, once I've gotten rid of you" Eddie's tone switched as he looked at his father.

"Good luck with that" he replied "because you're definitely going to need it"

"He's not there, Eddie. Your mind is compensating for lost memories. You've got that bit of your father's personality in your head. He did it so you'd grow up to be like him." Taylor said annoyingly "There's no easy way but live your life Eddie and they'll go away. It's a difficult thing to forget, I know..." She tried to continue but Eddie lashed out.

"Your a woman, you know nothing!" Eddie Grabbed Taylor, pushed her to the floor and got his knife out.

"That's it! it feels good to be in control again doesn't it, to feel a real woman underneath you. All women are whores son. They'll cheat, lie, steal, anything to get their own way. Their judgement is always wrong, you can see it in their swinish little eyes. Teach her a lesson, do what you did before all of this madness" His father knelt down next to him, his tone was a lot different, the enjoyment and calmness was something Eddie rarely heard.

"They're are not there..." Taylor whimpered as Eddie held her down, holding his knife above her head "This isn't you Eddie" she tried to keep a cool head but it just wasn't possible, she attempted to wriggle from underneath him but she wasn't as far as strong as him.

"You are just playing me aren't you" Eddie spoke straddled atop Taylor, trying to stop her from getting up "You want to get away from me, but you wont" his grumble of contempt was loud, at this time he loved ravishing and toying with his victims.

"Can you stop this please!" Taylor shouted helplessly as Eddie fended off her flailing arms, then it stopped and he grabbed her hands as the knife dropped next to her head, he was crushing her hands as well as her body.

"Play time" Eddie and his father said simultaneously.

"Get off me!" She shouted, then Eddie quickly disengaged from the game of mercy and grabbed his knife again, giving Taylor a small breath of recovery as he chuckled lowly.

"Remember how much pleasure you took from doing this?" Eddies father spoke as he was now leaning against the door.

"Indeed I do" Eddie gripped his knife tightly watching Taylor on all fours. "Now come here, darling" the misleading charm of his voice was probably how he loured the others but the knife was reason enough to keep well away.

"I'm not going to argue with you Eddie..." Taylor crawled around the bed to put enough distance between them both,

"Really your not? Women are so contradictory" he replied scornfully "You'll lose either way" he added grimacing, the blooded scars on his face added to the persona of the serial killer.

Time to wake up this bear "How was it knowing every time you come home you'd be abused by your daddy?" Taylor stood up and her confidence rose slightly.

The room would've been quiet if it wasn't for the heavy breathing of the two.

"Or knowing that mammy wouldn't be there to look after you anymore?" Taylor said bitterly as she got the bottle to move from the safety of the bed.

"Listen to her, she'd mocking you" his father's voice spoke.

"That type of abuse... Awful. Bet your were scared if or when you managed to get into any sort of touchy feely relationship with anyone" Taylor continued as she stopped a few meters away from the man.

"Don't act like you know me" Eddie said scornfully.

"'Don't act like you know me' what?" Taylor tried to imitate his accent "is there a 'darling' on the end of that" Taylor was completely engaged in her argumentative cocky mode, her life solely rested on how Eddie would react to that.

"You're not my darling!" he rushed Taylor into the wall and held her injured shoulder pushing her against the wall, just like in the examination room but more rough. He was lost in his delusions, Taylor wasn't moving at all this time, they were locked in a conflict.

"You do what you must to survive" Taylor was accepting her fate when Eddie dragged his knife across the right side of her face, a diagonal cut emerged and leaked blood. Taylor shut her eyes and cried as the possessed entity in before her licked her wound, tears were falling down her face and when she opened her eyes she saw the evil smirk that had took over his lips.

"Now that you're on your way to breaking this bitch, can I suggest you make good use of that empty bead" Eddie's father laughed. Eddie quickly glanced over his shoulder then made a not at how frightened the psychiatrist looked. Now you're showing your true colours, weak and helpless.

"No, no. Please don't" Taylor cried pitifully as she pushed herself against the wall. Eddie wasn't liking the way she didn't trust him now, and for this he slapped her hard across the face, she shouted in pain.

"Give me good reason not to and I may be less rough on you" Eddie pocketed his knife so he could drag Taylor up with both hands to face him.

"Look at yourself. Your not like this with me!" Taylor cried, frantically searching her mind for a valid believable reason for Eddie to spare. But he did not, grabbing her hands as she struggled against him he held them above her shoulders.

"I'll take that as a reason. I don't wish to harm you badly, I may have use for you later" Eddie smiled as he objectified the woman, he bowed his head and nudged his way to her exposed neck, Taylor was trying to stop him from seducing her, but her pathetic whimpering wasn't near loud enough. "Give in, You wont win" He whispered into her ear as she continued to struggle.

"Stop, please" She cried quietly as she gave in, her arms and legs going limp, he did for a shot moment and looked at his victim.

"Why should I? No one ever listened to me" Eddie growled as he grabbed Taylor and flung her on the bed, her slight loss in equilibrium had her trying to scurry backwards into the headboard but her boots kept catching the top blanket.

"Get away!" She screamed as she began to tire out. Once again she was in the underneath the deluded man.

"Just knock her out, son. It makes no difference." Eddie's father's voice spoke at him in his head.

Taylors hands where shielding her face, why did this have to happen to me, I have an unbreakable streak of bad luck. I can't deal with this happening to me again. please! Something then caught Eddies eye and brought him out of his state, a small shining on her left hand that stood out from the bandage "Not again, please" She vocalised weakly as Eddie still hovered over her. Then her wish came true Eddie rolled off her and lay beside her. Lost for words, he didn't know what to do. What is the matter with her? what did I do to her? his heart was racing and his breath short. She's wearing mothers ring!

"Look at what you've done" A voice spoke in his head, it was a woman's, light and gentle, one that put him at ease "My sweet little boy, do not fret, speak your mind, she will understand" this was his minds representation of his.. mother. Now she rarely made an appearance as his imagination was dominated by darkness. But looking at Taylor now shaking with fright staring at the ceiling drove his sympathy to the surface.

"I never meant to harm you darling" Eddie reached across for Taylor's hand but she shuffled away shaking her head and tucking her legs into her chest "Please, hear me out" Eddie tried to speak softly but his earlier growling had made his throat dry.

Why hasn't he killed me? why hasn't he tried to have his way with me? Taylor's mind was going at the same rate as her heart, she tried to calm down and close her eyes. This whole ordeal was forcing her to remember her last bad experience with a patient, although that brought up her previous bodyguard Kurt.

"You have helped me a lot over these few years you know..." Eddie waited for a response but he didn't get one, her shining smile and confidence had been ripped away from her "Our past is catching up to us I question you not for not fighting back when I know you can" Eddie tried to reach out for her again.

"Leave it there" Taylor sobbed as she released her legs and stretched them.

"You are correct" Eddie looked around and smiled at Taylor "They're gone... And you always said I'd feel better after I've had an emotional outburst" his attempt at a joke failed and he frowned at himself for not trying harder to comfort her.

"I guess we've both been miles up shore without a paddle" Taylor sniffed "Bad situations do take their toll in the long run"

"Do you accept my apology, darling?" Eddie smiled.

"Yes" Taylor shifted a little towards him as he gave her a loving hug, she rested her head against his chest and put her arm around him. His heart was also racing.

"Thank you" Eddie looked down at her and cleaned her facial wound with his handkerchief and she winced slightly.

"Some time we've all got to wake up" Taylor spoke, her voice a little brittle from aftershocks of fright.

"Indefinitely. I believe I am still half asleep" Eddie tried to lighten the mood and successfully made Taylor giggle.

"Then I must be the same, it took me a while to see Blaire for the corporate bastard he is" she laughed.

It shouldn't be like this. I have abused my position as a man, I have injured my beloved both mentally and physically. What am I to do Eddie thought hard. "What is that on you're hand?" he prodded Taylor's bandaged hand and seen that it was some form of street address.

"Just a reminder for something" Taylor smiled as she hugged the man to distract him.

"It is where you are going once you've left here isn't it" He sussed "As long as you will be safes, I don't mind" he sad kindly.

"I'll come back for you don't worry about that" Taylor smiled as he rubbed her shoulder comfortingly.

"Yes. But there are a few more things I would like you to do for me" Eddie asked.

Taylor looked at him and shook her head as she laughed "What can I do you for?"

All at a calm now, Listen to her, she knows it isn't my fault entirely. "I have a few things in mind" Eddie smirked as he brushed his fingers through Taylor's blonde hair.

"Oh really" Taylor's tone heightened with excitement. This was going to be entirely experimental and of course for science and definitely not for much personal gain.

Right this story is nearing its end so read and review hope you guys have enjoyed it so, peace out and until next time. :)