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I hear movement inside the flat, away fro here on et a drink I sit up, swing s out over the side of the bunk and climb down My body aches as I stretch and stumble down the hallway

Soh the open door that it&039;s Harry He&039;s standing at the sink with his back toI take a step through the door and into the roo&039;s not right I don&039;t want to go any closer I can taste so in the air and it makes me feel uneasy No, it&039;s more than that, itDoes he know I&039;m here? For what feels like forever neither of us moves Then he slowly turns around Is he?

Jesus Christ I stare deep into the old man&039;s eyes and I alares back at me with cold, steely eyes filled with an inexplicable hate and disgust I can sense his revulsion ofoff him like a stench and I know that for some inexplicable but undeniable reason he wants s become ith nerves as I realise that the hate has finally arrived in my home

Harry le step forward but it&039;s enough and I know thatinstinctive desire for self-preservation takes over as I ht On the worktop is our wooden knife-block I grab the black-handled bread knife and pull it frole e it deep into his flesh, just above his waist I putthe blade deeper and deeper into his gut, twisting it round as I push it forward I feel its serrated edge slice through his skin and cut through muscles, veins and arteries and I shove it deeper into hith of the knife has disappeared I feel a sudden flow of hot blood as it gushes out over o of the knife and push Harry away He trips back His legs buckle beneath hi the back of his head against the oven door as he falls I stand over hi now I have to be sure that he&039;s dead

There&039;s a screa yell - and I turn around and see Lizzie and the children She looks at me with the saain I pull the knife out fro that she has to die too She backs away, dragging the children out of the roorily at me with as much hate as their mother

&039;Daddy!&039; Ellis screairl&039;s face and I know instantly that she&039;s not like the others She&039;s like e of the kitchen table and reach out for her but I&039;rabbed her by the scruff of her neck and has pulled her out of reach Her tiny, tear-streaked face is filled with fear and shock and her eyes bulge wide as Liz yanks on her clothing, hauling her away frolares at me Even Josh despises me My sons despise me and I know that I have to destroy theain, knowing that I have to kill her before she can hurt me and before she can harm Ellis She shouts at the children toroom Edward pulls Josh&039;s pushchair across the hall and I trip over it, ending up onroom they slam the door shut I hear the bolt click across

What the hell do I do no did this happen? How could et about theed and I know that she needs me I pick myself up and run at the door I smash my shoulder into it but it doesn&039;t ain and, the fifth tiive way I try to force the door open but it only ainst it to stopthis to ainst the door

&039;Ellis,&039; I shout &039;Ellis!&039;

I can hear her She&039;s trapped in there I can hear her screa back at me She&039;s like me, not them, and she needs to be with me She&039;s not safe in there I&039;m desperate I can&039;t leave her I throw ain and the force of the impact shakes my whole body to the core

&039;Ellis!&039; I yell again I can still just about hear her et to her TheI&039;ll get in through the living roomI turn and run back down the hallway, past the body in the kitchen and out into the lobby I push the front door open and burst out into the cold, rain-soaked world outside Now that I&039;m out in the open I&039;m aware of noise all around unshots and the sounds of people likein the middle of a war-zone But this isn&039;t the noise of one war being fought, it&039;s hundreds of separate clashes Hundreds, probably thousands of battles fought by people like me who&039;ve been turned on and betrayed

I&039; rooainst the door Edward spots me almost immediately and Lizzie shoves the children into the corner of the room Ellis is trapped behind Edward and Josh but I can still see her I can still see her face She&039;s crying andto use to s slab halfway down the path to the front door I pick it up and lass shatters and the noise is uncoain now I can hear Lizzie screashards of glass digging intomy skin The pain doesn&039;t h thehead first and collapse onto the carpet I quickly get up butis unsteady and I&039; in her hands - it&039;s the s it at me I try to duck out of the way but I&039;, searing pain acrossfrom my nose and into my mouth

Face down on the carpet I can&039;t