Chapter 18
“Bea put the gun down and walk away.” Will Jackson said, edging his way further in to the cell along the wall. “This can all be forgotten about if you give me the gun and leave.”
Bea shook her head, turning the gun over and over in her hands, almost playing with it.
“Look Bea, I know what she’s done to you alright and I get it. I get why you want revenge but you can’t go through life always getting revenge for bad things that have happened to you. Sometimes you just have to walk away. Look what happened last time me and you were in a situation like this, it didn’t end well and you’ll be paying for that for the rest of your life.”
“Exactly Mr Jackson, I have nothing left to lose this time, I’m already a lifer. This time only good can come from this. Don’t tell me you wouldn’t be happy to see the back of her; she tried to ruin your life too.”
Will let out a sigh, he knew she was right and he knew that there was no point arguing with her. He hated to see Bea like this though, she was his friend and he knew that if she went through with this then she would be suffering the nightmares of another death on her hands for years to come.
“Bea we all know what we would like to see happen, but you don’t have to do this. You don’t want blood on your hands again do you?”
Bea looked up at Will, the genuine concern in his eyes showing.
“I couldn’t give a stuff if you shoot her or not, I’m not bothered about her, more what it will do to you. You’ve got Allie now; you’re happy, walk away.”
“She tried to kill Allie and she’s tried to kill me too many times. While she’s alive, I’ll never be able to relax.”
“Bea, she’ll be moved soon. Sent to a prison far away, you’ll never have to hear about her again. Do the right thing for you, for you and Allie.”
Bea turned round and looked directly into Allie’s eyes. She had a sad look on her face. She seemed to be trying to communicate with her without saying anything.
“Allie?” Bea questioned, suddenly unsure what to do.
“Oh how the mighty top dog has fallen,” Ferguson laughed, interrupting Bea’s thoughts, “Never thought I’d see the day that the top dog let a screw and her girlfriend make her decisions for her.”
“Shut your fucking mouth Freak else I will shut it for you!”
Allie brought her head closer to Bea’s and whispered in her ear,
“You don’t have to do anything you don’t want to Bea. I’m here for you whatever you decide. I love you.”
Bea nodded acknowledging Allie’s words and that was when she knew that she had to do it. If it had just been about her, she probably would have listened to Will; she wouldn’t have been prepared to suffer the nightmares of another murder on her conscience. But this time it was about Allie, Ferguson had nearly killed Allie and then nearly taken Bea away from Allie. That was something that would haunt her every day and that was the reason why she had to finish what she had started.
“I’m sorry Mr Jackson; I can’t give you the gun. I have to do this. She deserves to die… she’s a monster.”
Joan Ferguson let out a small laugh.
“Oh Smith, you always were my biggest fan. I’m just grateful we had the time together that we did. Perhaps if things had been different, it could have been me and you whispering sweet nothings to each other.”
“You are fucked in the head Freak. No one could ever love you.”
As Bea lifted the gun up to shoot, Will Jackson made his move, pushing Allie out the way and grabbing the gun between both his hands, his strength much too great for Bea’s, even if she had been fully fit.
“Let go of it Smith!”
Bea held on for all she was worth even though she knew it was futile. She couldn’t win against Will. Reluctantly she slowly released her grip on the gun shooting Will daggers with her eyes.
“Get out of here now Smith.” Will shouted at her, “And the rest of you. Just go. Before I change my mind and slot you all.”
“Keen on taking things from people aren’t you Mr Jackson, guns… babies… things that don’t belong to you.”
Will locked his eyes on Fergusons as she spoke, anger radiating from him. Bea reached out to touch his arm and tell him to ignore her but Will shook her off.
“What did I just say Smith, get the fuck out of here.”
Allie tugged on Beas arm and she reluctantly began backing out the cell, disappointed in failing at what she had wanted to do. Before she could think any more about it though there was a loud shot.