I Know Who Killed Me Page #3

To make you watch.

To keep you awake,

so you'd have to have seen something.

I don't lie.

If I tell you I didn't see him,

I didn't f***ing see him.

How do you know it was the same guy

who cut you, then?

You're right. I don't know.

Aubrey, you have got to

stop playing games with us.

Am I making myself clear?

We have to know the truth.

Oh. Oh, I'm sorry.

You want to know the truth?

Well, what about me? You think I don't?

How the f*** would you feel?

Fingers, leg, hand, gone.

I practically f***ing died.

And now, I'm locked up

in the f***ing hospital

like a goddamn prisoner!

So, what are you saying, Doctor?

I don't know.

Usually it's easy to find the inconsistencies,

the holes in the fantasy.

Even in the most extreme cases

of posttraumatic stress,

you get a tiny measure

of the original person.

You know what I think, Doctor?

I think we're wasting our time.

- I think this kid is lying through her teeth.

- No.

She's not lying. She's...

I don't think it's that simple.

She was withholding deliberately.

- Yeah?

- Yeah.

I thought she just ran out of imagination.

Aubrey Fleming is not short on imagination.

- That's for sure.

- Okay.

So, she gets to a certain point in her story

and she stops talking. Why?

Sometimes people create alter egos

to relay information

that their primary personalities

would never reveal.

So, why would the alter ego withhold?

I don't know.

I think she doesn't tell everybody

the whole story

because she doesn't think

anybody's gonna believe her.

I mean, she's not even sure

she believes what happened to her.

... unconfirmed reports tonight,

in this News 5 exclusive,

that the abducted teen has been found

and has been secretly held

at New Salem Hospital for over a week.

- News 5 will continue to update you...

- Sh*t.

... on this story as it develops.

No. No!

No! Get off, get him off me!

Aubrey! What happened?

Sweetheart, what happened?

Honey, what happened?

Who did this to you?

- Somebody come in here!

- Get off of me!

It's okay, it's Daddy. It's Daddy.

It's okay. It's Daddy.

It's all right.

- Calm down and back away, Mr. Fleming.

- Don't you f***ing touch me!

Somebody came in here and sliced up

my little girl. I want you to find him now!

No! No!

I am Aubrey Fleming.

My name is Aubrey Fleming.

I enjoy sunsets, long walks on the beach,

and playing the piano.

I have never seen the inside of a strip club

or a crack house,

and I have never sold my body

to hairy old men with B.O.

Because I am perfect.

Say hello to your new state-of-the-art hand.

Your nerve impulses get picked up

by sensors

that control six different sets of gears

and motors inside the hand,

so the movements are incredibly lifelike

and precise.

It's so creepy.

No. It's beautiful.

Once we're sure everything works

the way it's supposed to,

we'll fit this over it.

Lovely.

Step forward.

Take your time.

Beautiful.

You're almost there, you're almost there.

Excellent, excellent. You'll be back

on the dance floor in no time, Dakota.

It's amazing.

- Thank you.

- For?

For calling me Dakota.

Just don't forget to plug it in

when you're not wearing it.

If the battery runs down,

it's like dragging around a wooden leg.

Okay.

I think we managed

to avoid all those reporters.

Aubrey chose the colors?

Yeah. Aubrey. Aubrey chose everything.

Thanks for putting me up for a while.

I appreciate it.

Well...

Looks like we're not the only ones

happy to see you home.

I don't like cats.

Okay. Yeah.

If you need anything, just...

Hold it!

- ID, please.

- Yeah, sure.

Go on.

That's the boyfriend.

- Hey.

- Hi.

Dakota Moss.

Jerrod. Jerrod Pointer.

Sorry, I'm not really used to this thing yet.

It's f***ed up though, huh?

- Thanks for seeing me.

- Yeah, sure.

Are those flowers for me?

Yeah.

Thanks.

Might as well sit down.

It's upstairs.

Just keep forgetting to plug it in at night.

I was supposed to protect you.

So, you must be Aubrey's boyfriend.

Yeah.

I'm not Aubrey.

I'm really not Aubrey.

Aubrey wouldn't do that, would she?

Can I get you guys anything?

Oh, hi, Mrs. Fleming.

We're gonna go upstairs.

- Could you? Thanks.

- Sure.

- Well, you coming?

- Yeah.

Oh, and Susan, would you mind putting

the blue roses in some water for me?

Thanks.

There's only one of these,

so we better make it last.

Don't stop! Oh, my God.

Aubrey?

Why are you doing this?

Did she ever f*** you like that?

Did she ever f*** you at all?

Do you think she'd start now?

Look, if you want me to call you Dakota,

I'll call you Dakota.

But if you're not Aubrey,

then how'd you get all cut up?

I don't know.

I can't really explain.

Oh, God.

I found that heroin ho just like that.

What happened to her hand?

Why the hell you asking me?

How should I know?

What happened to your hand, kiddo?

I'll be okay.

What happened to your hand?

Damn, that b*tch lost a lot of blood.

You can die from losing that kind of blood.

Dance.

I'm just saying!

Dance.

Marlene is out there, and she'll kick my ass

if I go out there while she's on.

You go out there.

So?

I was just having a drink out back

and I dropped a glass.

Must've cut myself when I picked it up.

How you gonna get to the emergency room?

Hospitals are for rich people. I'll be okay.

How you gonna get home?

I will be fine.

You better take an extra towel.

You got to hold it higher.

You got to hold it higher than your heart.

Aren't you gonna ask me what happened?

People get cut.

That's life.

People get cut. That's life.

Jesus.

So my finger got cut off,

but nobody did it.

Who's gonna believe that?

Look at you. You don't even believe it.

Yeah, I do.

That's because I f***ed you.

- What is it?

- My foot.

Wrong foot.

It's phantom limb pain.

It's enough to make you

believe in ghosts, huh?

You know,

maybe that's why ghosts are restless.

Because there's nothing left

of what they were except for the pain.

I need your help, Jerrod.

Piece of sh*t.

Hey. You got a condom, man?

- No!

- What? I'm serious. I'll buy it off you.

I'm sorry, kid. I don't have one.

Hey, any of you guys got a rubber?

No, I'm... You don't carry rubbers?

Thanks.

Hey, hey!

Where you headed, boy?

Just let me through, okay?

- Go ahead, kid.

- Thank you.

We're at the Tolands' house. Here.

- Not so hard.

- Sorry.

So, this is it?

- You want me to go in with you?

- No, it's okay.

You probably better go back.

They might get suspicious.

- Okay.

- All right.

Bye.

Why did you have to come here, Aubrey?

You've still got your life.

Nobody in this house has any left.

And you're not cooperating with the police.

I've heard all about it.

You know, you could help find the monster.

I'm sorry, I can't.

I know you didn't come over here

to upset us.

Just seeing her room would be enough.

Aubrey!

This is what they call protecting us?

- Where the hell was Lanny Rierden?

- All right.

Daniel, come on. Just calm down.

She's safe.

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