IMPORTANT: Very huge twist in the story. :D Please enjoy.
Chapter 9
A shot came from downstairs. Her ears tingled hearing the thud after. Her eyes flew open; throwing her legs over the side of the side of her bed. She ran to her door and opened it swiftly. Her eyes grow as she hears a deep chuckle and footsteps on the stair case. "Emma, Emma Altava."
'No, it's not possible.' She slams her bedroom door and looks toward the window. It was high from the ground. And she would most likely die if she tried jumping. She bit the inside of her cheek nervously. 'There has to be another way out.'
The footsteps stopped outside her door. "D-De-Descole." A little boy whimper was heard. "What are you doing here? Professor! Professor help!" Luke shouted.
"Luke." Emmy shouted running toward the door again and running out into the hall.
Luke laid on the floor blood dripping from his neck. Descole stood above him lauhing to himself wipping his bloody knife on a white hanchercheif.
"Tragic isn't it."
"You! What the hell have you done!"
Descole smirked walking over to the woman who stood red in face from anger and hatred. "It was going to happen sooner or later. But too bad it couldn't have been later."
"You are a fucking bastard! And you will never have me!" Emmy raised her leg and kicked him square in the face.
He stumbled backwards breaking the stair case ledge. He fell to the ground below with a loud thud; groaning from the pain. Emmy shook her head walking down the stair case to his side. "I trusted you Joseph. I loved you with all my heart. But you abbused me in every possible way." She removed the mask that showed her lover that had once been.
Descole lowered his eyes. Was that a tear that had formed in the corner of the eye? "You're defeated Joseph. And what you've taken from me I'll take away from you." She took his gun and his knife.
She always loved him and dying in the place of someone she loved was always what she dreamed of. She aimed the gun at his chest and the knife at her neck. "Goodbye." She pulled the trigger and slit her neck falling to the side of him.
"E-Emma, I..I've always loved you." He whispered as both of them took their last breath.
Did not expect myself to write this ending...Might be suckish but I think I did good on this story. Hm...Deciding if I should write a sequel R&R please. :P.
