Pop Goes the Weasel

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She was trapped. Helen had backed into the tiny bedroom to escape Ella’s advance, but was now boxed into a corner. For days she had been praying for this moment – when she would finally come face to face with their killer – but now it was here and death would be the only outcome. Helen hugged the baby closer to her chest, as Ella took another step towards them.

Had she deluded herself that she might be able to save Ella? That there would still be some residual humanity within her? She had to engage her if she could. Look past the madness and find a way in.

‘So you kill me, then what? The whole of the Force is out looking for you. They know your name, what you look like. They know you have a baby. Swampy downstairs knows I’m here, knows who you are, so you can’t stay. What are you going to do – go on the run with a baby?’

‘She’s not coming with me.’

‘What do you mean?’

‘I don’t know what’ll happen to me, but it ends here for her. She’s been through enough.’

‘You don’t mean that.’

‘Why do you think I got the fucking formula?’ Ella shouted back. ‘I’ve got the pills. I was going to give them to her today. It could all have been so… right.’

‘She’s just a tiny baby. For God’s sake, Ella, you’re better than that.’

‘Stop saying my name. Ella is dead. The kid is going to join her and if I have to kill you to get to her, I bloody will.’

She took a step closer. She was only a foot away from Helen now. Helen tensed, expecting her to strike at any moment. Then:

‘Do it then. I’ll make it easy for you.’

Helen bent down, placing Amelia on the bed.

‘If you really want to kill her, I’ll make it easy for you. There she is. Do it.’

Surprised, Ella looked from Helen to her baby and then back again. The baby kicked out on the bed and – freed from Helen’s warm embrace – started to cry.

‘GO ON!’ Helen shouted suddenly.

Still Ella hesitated. Helen had been coiled tight, ready to spring if Ella made the slightest move towards the baby, but she didn’t. And in that moment, Helen knew she had an opportunity.

‘Ella, listen to me. I know, ok? I know that you are in Hell, that you feel the world is against you, that it’s full of vicious, violent men who want to hurt you. And you’re right. It is.’

Ella eyed her suspiciously, unsure if this was a trick. Helen took a deep breath and continued:

‘I was raped when I was a kid. More than once. I was sixteen, trying to find my way out of care, but I made bad choices. And I paid. I’m still paying. So I know where you are right now. I know you believe there is no way back, but there is.’

Ella paused, staring intently at Helen.

‘You’re making shit up.’

‘Would you look at me?’ Helen replied, suddenly angry. ‘My bloody hands are shaking… I’ve never told a soul about this, not a single soul. So don’t accuse me of lying.’

Ella didn’t break her stare. Her hand gripped the knife tightly.

‘I can’t pretend to know you,’ Helen continued. ‘I don’t know what your dad did to you, what those men did to you, but I know this doesn’t have to be the end. You can get through this. Whatever you’ve done, you did for a reason and when Amelia is older she will want you. She will need you. Please don’t abandon her, Ella, I beg you.’

For the first time, Ella dropped her gaze to her baby.

‘I know you have goodness inside you. I know you can do the right thing by your little girl. So please, let me help you. For her sake.’

Helen reached out her hand. She knew in that moment that it all came down to this. Her last shot at redemption. Her final chance to save Ella.