Lucky had finally found out who was responsible for Summer's death.
It was Stefan. He went through a tunnel leading to Wyndamere and found
Stefan sitting at his desk. "If you're looking for Nikolas, he isn't here,"
Stefan said. "Actually, I wasn't here to see Nikolas," Lucky replied. He
reached into his pocket and pulled out a knife. Stefan stood up. "What are
you doing here?" Stefan asked him. "I'm here to kill you. You killed
Summer!" Lucky yelled at Stefan. "I never meant to kill her, it was Emily
who was suppose to take the fall. That idiot I hired got them confused and
pushed Summer off the cliff instead," Stefan said. "So, not only did you
kill the woman I love, but you were trying to kill one of my best friends?"
Lucky said. "Yeah, that's right," Stefan said. "Do you even care that you
killed an inoccent woman?" Lucky asked. "No, not really," Stefan said. He
figured Lucky was going to kill him anyways, why not piss him off before he
dies? "You basterd," Lucky said, "Now, it's time for you to pay for what
you've done." Lucky ran towards Stefan with the knife. Stefan grabbed
Lucky's hand, and struggled to keep Lucky from stabbing him. But Lucky was
stronger than Stefan. He stabbed Stefan in the stomache. Blood was gushing
every where. Lucky stood above Stefan. "I was going to leave you here to
die, but I have a better idea," Lucky said. He grabbed Stefan by the arms
and dragged him into a tunnel.
Where is he taking me? Stefan wondered. Is he going to take me to the hospital then call the police and have me put in jail for life, or is he going to hide me somewhere and let me suffer? Stefan could barely breathe. They got out of the tunnel and Lucky dragged Stefan towards the cliff where Summer was pushed. "Now Stefan, you have a choice," Lucky said as he reached into his pocket and took out a tape recorder, "You can confess that you killed Summer on tape and live, or you can die the same way Summer did, by falling off this cliff. You have to decide now." "I'll confess," Stefan said. Lucky pressed the record button and Stefan started talking. "I am the one responsible for Summer's death. I hired someone to push Emily Quartermaine off the cliff, but the man I hired mistakened Summer for Emily." Lucky pressed the stop button and rewinded the tape. "Now it's time for you to die," Lucky said. "But we had a deal," Stefan said. "Do you know how much pain you've caused me? You killed the woman that I loved and now you have to pay," Lucky said. Lucky's eyes were filled with anger. He was clenching his fists so tight his knuckles were turing red. Lucky grabbed Stefan's arms and dragged him to the side of the cliff. He rolled Stefan over so he could see over the cliff. Stefan looked down. It was a really far drop.
"This is for Summer," Lucky said. He kicked Stefan as hard as he could, and watched Stefan fall to his death. He finally killed Summer's killer, now the only thing left to do was to cover it up so it didn't look like murder, but suicide.
Where is he taking me? Stefan wondered. Is he going to take me to the hospital then call the police and have me put in jail for life, or is he going to hide me somewhere and let me suffer? Stefan could barely breathe. They got out of the tunnel and Lucky dragged Stefan towards the cliff where Summer was pushed. "Now Stefan, you have a choice," Lucky said as he reached into his pocket and took out a tape recorder, "You can confess that you killed Summer on tape and live, or you can die the same way Summer did, by falling off this cliff. You have to decide now." "I'll confess," Stefan said. Lucky pressed the record button and Stefan started talking. "I am the one responsible for Summer's death. I hired someone to push Emily Quartermaine off the cliff, but the man I hired mistakened Summer for Emily." Lucky pressed the stop button and rewinded the tape. "Now it's time for you to die," Lucky said. "But we had a deal," Stefan said. "Do you know how much pain you've caused me? You killed the woman that I loved and now you have to pay," Lucky said. Lucky's eyes were filled with anger. He was clenching his fists so tight his knuckles were turing red. Lucky grabbed Stefan's arms and dragged him to the side of the cliff. He rolled Stefan over so he could see over the cliff. Stefan looked down. It was a really far drop.
"This is for Summer," Lucky said. He kicked Stefan as hard as he could, and watched Stefan fall to his death. He finally killed Summer's killer, now the only thing left to do was to cover it up so it didn't look like murder, but suicide.