Suddenly Henry's expression was no longer blank. It was an expression full of shock, horror, and guilt. He immediately stopped hurting me, and pulled out of me.
"WHAT THE FUCK." Henry yelled, getting off of me, sitting up on the bed.
"I destroyed you Charlotte. I'm sorry. What the fuck is wrong with me? I deserve to die." He started sobbing frantically.
I was crying too. I could hardly speak.
"It... wasn't you Henry. He hypnotized you." I say as I'm getting dressed.
"I would never hurt you.. but I did. I can't live with this." Henry's face was almost red from crying.
"It's okay." I lie, tears streaming down my face.
"No, it's not okay. I need to turn myself in. And get you to a hospital."
"It's not your fault. It's Dr. Minyak's. I'm okay."
"No, you're not okay." Henry reaches for his phone and calls 911.
"I'm in... Junk N' Stuff. Someone is hurt." Henry can barely talk. He then hangs up the phone.
"Can you.. walk?" Henry stutters.
"I think so," I stand up and feel excruciating pain. We both walk to the elevator and go up.
