Emily and Victoria looked at each other. With David dead, and Charlotte estranged from both of them, all they had was their hatred of each other. Jack, Nolan, Margo, they were all trying to move on with their lives, but Emily and Victoria's feud always seemed to get them in the crossfire.
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Victoria: What now?
Emily: I propose one final truce.
Victoria: We tried that. It didn't work, not for the two of us.
Emily: I was thiking of something more permenant. A game of Russian roulette.
Victoria: I admit that I'm intrigued. Are you being literal?
Emily: Yes. I have a gun, a revolver with five chambers. I'll put one bullet in and spin. We each take two turns, if neccessary.
Victoria: By my math there is the possibility that neither of us will die.
Emily: In that event, we spin again. Let's be honest Victoria. This feud will never end as long as we're both alive. Lets end the feud, forever.
Victoria: Deal.
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Emily took out her gun, emptied all but one of the chambers and spun. She quickly slammed it shut. Neither knew where the bullet was. Emily took her turn first. She put the gun to her head and pulled the trigger. Click. Then she handed the gun to Victoria. Victoria was tempted to shoot Emily, but she followed the rules. She put the gun to her head and pulled the trigger. Click. Emily and Victoria each did this one more time, both survived. They each followed the rules to show the other that they had no fear, one last thing to prove. After her second turn Victoria didn't yet hand the gun back to Emily.
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Emily: Give me the gun, I'll spin again.
Victoria: No. What would you have done if I'd died here?
Emily: Danced on your grave.
Victoria: I mean after. You want death as much as I do, you just wanted to see me die first, and to show you have the guts to kill yourself first.
Emily: What's your point?
Victoria: I know because, I'm the same. Let's face it, I'm just an older version of you. And I am so very tired of this whole thing. Maybe you'll kill yourself either way, I can't say for sure. I neither want, nor will I ask for forgiveness. But I will grant your one wish. You get to see me die first.
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With that Victoria put the gun to her head one last time and pulled the trigger. This time, she did in fact blow her brains out. Emily took the gun. It was finally over, her greatest enemy was dead. But without revenge, she had nothing. Victoria was right. Emily put one more bullet in the gun, and followed Victoria to Hell.
